Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 323 Ron regains confidence...

"Let's go..." When Ron opened the door and appeared in front of all those who were worried about him with a silent face, there were no undried tears in the corner of his eyes...

"Stinky boy... we just want you to remember one thing..." Olajuwon and Qing Itachi looked at him with faith in their eyes...

"Remember, whether it's a 20-game losing streak or a 40-game losing streak...we'll always have your back...yes..."

He turned around and gave a difficult smile, "Thank you..."

...

"I believe that they have the qualifications to challenge the Brooklyn Nets' record of losing streak at the start of last season... If they lose again, they will lose [-] consecutive games..."

"Shining Gu Yaojin... Isn't it? Haha..."

"Kacha..." Alexander turned off the TV with a sad face...

"Leslie... (referring to Alexander)" When Ron raised his legs with a smile, the latter didn't feel any disgust... He knew that the other party was coming to hold him accountable... And all he had to do was protect his pocket... He didn't want to spend even a dime for the team...

"I believe in what we are doing... I believe that these people's remarks and losing streak records do not truly reflect the strength of this team, or our ranking at the end of the regular season..." He turned his head and glanced at the dumbfounded little fat guy: "Bright and I firmly believe that the path we are taking is right...Our goal will not change, it is still the championship...We will not be bad...Yes, we will not..."

Leslie-Alexander looked at Ron eagerly... His eyes were almost crazy, and even his lips were O-shaped...

"The current number of samples is too small... Sir... let's make a judgment now..." The little fat brother said timidly...

"Too early, yes, too early..." Ron added...

"The... championship? You... are you sure?" He shook his head, and then looked stern: "Either...or wait, I know, 4000 million is really difficult for you. I don't blame you for the team's current record... At least the box office makes me very satisfied... I never thought that an investment of 4000 million would have such a huge return... You have created a miracle that is difficult to replicate! Ron!"

"If you lose, you can still guarantee the box office?" Ron laughed humorously...

"...Of course, so...see what happens when Yao Ming comes back, we're planning, okay? Uh...not that I don't trust you, but you know, losing sixteen straight...makes everyone look up...including me, yeah..."

"Where can we be before the All-Star Game?" Ron ignored Alexander's kindness, and just turned his head to ask the little fat brother...

"Uh... Our goal and expectation... is to fall behind No. 3 in the Southwest Division in mid-March. 10 wins... at least to achieve this... Then we'll see if Yao Ming can hit the No.

Maybe either he is crazy, or the two birdmen on the opposite side are crazy...

"In this way, before Yao Ming returns, we still have a great chance to catch up..." Ron interrupted Alexander's thoughts...

"March...March?"

"That's right, March..."

"There should be nothing that will stop you from completing this crazy mission..." Even he himself was incoherent... "Then what are you afraid of?"

"No... that's what we're here for, boss..." Ron smiled. "We wake up every day for this..."

He spread his hands, saying that he would let them do it freely, and he would not have any objections...

But those eyes are still full of horror...

I... I'm going to go... Am I crazy too...

He curled his lips and looked aside again in 05. After McGrady completed the miracle in 35 seconds and 13 minutes, the two of them took a friendly photo together, and suddenly he was determined...

"That's right, miracles are always created by people... If it is done easily, it is not called a miracle..."

...

In the general manager's office, he patiently watched the live broadcast of the Rockets' away game against Portland...

JR-Smith's bad shot was replaced by Adelman. With Iverson's life-saving three-pointer before the end, Houston ushered in a shameful 17-game losing streak...

"Ping pong..." There was a crisp sound...

A wooden bench, flying out of the office...

The glass in the opposite storage room flew off...

Brett, who was talking with Kiyo Itachi in front of the corridor, both felt creepy...

...

After three glasses of sake, he collapsed directly in the office...

(in a dream...)
It's still the woman who thinks about it day and night...

"...Honey, it's okay... Even if I lose my job... I can support you..."

"what?"

"...I'm just a little worried about you..."

"Where did you hear that?"

"...if you lose your job, we can really be together..."

"No...no...this is not a job...this is my dream...I will not give up my dream..."

……

Yeah, it's my own dream... anyway, it's my own life journey...

Come on, for better or worse...

accept it honestly...

At least, to the best of my ability...

training day...

"Battier was injured...They let Jermaine Taylor play the starter..." Bright said a little depressed: "I watched Paul George's training, he was full of energy, and he was always ready to play...It's just a little sad...At least he shouldn't be DNP all the time...Yes..."

"Shut-up!" He just woke up from a dream, with an inexhaustible strength all over his body...

He simply lifted up the entire desk, and overturned his brain on the ground...

If the tiger doesn't show its power, how the hell does it really treat me as a sick cat?
He walked towards the training ground in high spirits, even though he knew that his salary space could not even afford free soda, not to mention laying off a coach and replacing him with a new coach...

He intentionally blocked Adelman's line of sight, then took out a small note and said, "I want Teodosic to start PG, T-mac to start SG, Paul George to start SF, Shane Battier to start power forward, Cousins ​​to start at center...JR Smith and Jermaine Taylor sit on the bench...Remember, T-mac starts, not JR; Paul George spends twice as much time as Taylor!"

"You want Jermaine Taylor on the bench? Don't you know he's the most consistent 15+10 player on our team right now?"

"That's right, so you won't stick to your bullshit theory from last season...play the cards my way...so T-MAC can play..."

"Okay, I'll put this aside for now, you let JR, the only privileged player in our team sit on the bench, will he be willing? He is not only our last scorer, but also the only guy who can play Princeton, is good at sports, running and bombing, and can send the ball into the opponent's basket..."

"...McGrady is the hero of Space City, he can bear more pressure, he can knead a team better...in fact, he can release the pressure of many people..."

Adelman still looked cold: "What about his defense? Do you want him to report to the team doctor's office as soon as possible?"

"His defense doesn't matter! I want his offense! His containment! Get it?"

A Weng smiled and shook his head: "Listen, I don't want to quarrel with you anymore... It's been a seventeen-game losing streak... But I still don't agree, it's simple and clear... It's extremely strenuous for him to even run... More importantly, when I'm looking for a job next season, I have to explain to the managers of other teams why I have suffered such humiliation here, and how to manage my team as much as possible so that they lose at least a little less, without being too embarrassing..."

He obviously said something sensational, and at the end he covered his brows...

"McGrady starts... let JR sit on the bench..." Ron still reminded him again before leaving...

...

"What's the matter? Boss!" O'Neill came over to take a breath...

"how do you feel?"

"Very good, how are you doing?"

Ron smiled, "It's very bad, because you didn't keep your promise..."

"Really?" He shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm about to cash in? I promise..."

　Three out of four!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)