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Chapter 14 There are crocodiles!
But under Baker's strong interference, the ball was thrown directly across the bridge.

A teammate takes the defensive rebound and hands the ball to Carroll.

Carroll dribbled the ball and prepared to advance, but found that someone had already run to the frontcourt, asking for the ball with his hands raised high.

Carroll threw the ball upfield as hard as he could.

That person is Baker!

After receiving the ball, Baker ended the attack with a wonderful reverse dunk.

"This rookie is so strong, I wonder if he is one of the two players who received a full scholarship this year." Carol whispered in the backcourt with his arms around Nasr's neck.

The next game was completely called Baker's performance show. He was obviously a white man, but he showed athletic ability comparable to that of a black man. Coupled with the soft touch unique to the white man and his tough defensive performance, Baker was quickly fancied by the onlookers.

After one game, Nasr and Carroll became more and more satisfied with Baker.

"Hey buddy, what's your name?"

"Baker, my name is Pang Baker! I'm your future teammate."

"Sure enough, I heard that the school has issued two full basketball scholarships this year. Could it be that you are one of them?"

"That's right, so when are we going to report?"

"Let's go now, the coach should be in the arena."

After Nasr finished speaking, he packed up his things and motioned for Baker to follow him.

"Let's go, Michael, I'll take you to see what the NCAA school team is like." Baker didn't forget to pull his new roommate.

Davis froze for a moment and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Let's go!" Baker directly pulled Davis and Nasr into the distance.

Along the way, Baker was still chattering non-stop.

"Is my slam dunk just now handsome?"

"What is our school's best record in the NCAA?"

"Mike, get ready to cheer for me in the new season, I must become the most beautiful boy in Buddha University!"

"The Magic will play the Knicks the day after tomorrow. Do you think O'Neal can blow up that chimpanzee in New York?"

"Mike, at your height, can you play basketball? It doesn't matter, I can teach you. After all, I am a professional basketball player."

"How is your inside skill? Would you like me to teach you a few moves? I guarantee that you will be very popular with girls after you learn it,"

The three people next to him were as big as two heads when they were asked by Beck's jumping questions. They always thought about the answer to his previous question. Before they could answer, Beck had already asked the next question, as if he didn't care about the answer to his previous question.

Davis worked hard for a while, but found that he couldn't keep up with Baker's rhythm, so he simply gave up.

He asked Nasr: "How is the level of our school's NCAA team?"

Nasr shook his head, "If our team is strong, will it be my turn to be the captain?"

Davis almost laughed out loud. Although Nasr was outstanding on the court just now, he was also a general among the short guys. Considering that the main players of the school team are players like Nasr and Carroll, Davis also knows why the University of Florida can't achieve results.

If Davis does not come, it will take another 8 years for Florida to reach the NCAA Finals for the first time in history, and it will take 14 years for Florida to win its first NCAA championship.

"Huh? What does this have to do with my coming? I'm just here to make soy sauce?" Davis was surprised at the thought that came to him just now.

At this moment, there was a scream from the side.

"Ahhhh! There are crocodiles!"

It turned out that the four of them passed by a small pond, and a small crocodile was lying on its side, lazily basking in the sun.

The other three looked at each other and suddenly laughed together.

"Baker, are you not ready to be with crocodiles in the future?"

"What... what?"

Nasr laughed for a while and began to explain to Baker.

"The crocodile was moved from Lake Alice. It is the mascot of the University of Florida. Not only the University of Florida team is called the crocodile, but even the students call themselves Gator (crocodile). Our team's name is "Gator"."

The mascot of the University of Florida sports team is a cute alligator, so the crocodile culture is very popular at the University of Florida.

"Uh, okay." Baker silently closed his mouth.

The four of them continued to walk towards the gymnasium, but within a few minutes, Baker started chattering and asking questions there again.

Davis shook his head helplessly, just wanting to get into the gym quickly.

Soon, several people arrived at the basketball stadium of the University of Florida.

Nasr opened the door and walked in first. There were only a few people practicing.

"Huh? Jeremas, didn't you go to play wild ball?" One of them saw a few people walking in and greeted them with a basketball.

He is about 203 centimeters tall, and he looks very strong. I saw him practicing his skills at the basket just now, and he should play a little bit inside.

"Yes, Kevin, but Max sprained his ankle and don't know how long it will take to heal."

"What? Then I'm the only one left in our interior? I can't defend against those big centers of other teams." The man named Kevin suddenly became frowning, as if he saw the scene where he was ravaged by other teams' centers in the interior.

"But the good news is that our new teammates are here." Nasr said, walked to the middle of the court and clapped his hands.

The others had already seen Nasr coming in, and they also surrounded Nasr one after another.

"Hey, brothers, let me introduce our prospective new teammate, his name is Pom Baker." After Nasr introduced, he was about to let Baker say a few words, but Davis suddenly stood up.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Michael DeWeese. You can call me Mike or Michael. I am also a recipient of a full basketball scholarship this year." DeWeese introduced himself to his prospective teammates with a smile.

Everyone looked at Davis in disbelief. Suddenly, Carol pointed at Nasr and burst out laughing.

"Nasr, your intelligence work is not in place. You are not qualified to be the captain at all. You don't even know our teammates this year."

After mocking Nasr, Carol first came up to greet the two of them.

"Hello, Pang, hello, Mike."

"Nice to meet you, Pang, Mike."

Several other players greeted the two of them kindly. This is also the advantage of a small team. The team does not have much pressure to achieve results, and they cannot win the championship anyway. The atmosphere in the team is very harmonious.

At this time, the door of the training hall was pushed open again.

"Yes, coach, I need to rest for about three weeks." Three players walked in around a middle-aged man, as if they were communicating about the injury of the team's main center.

The man shook his head helplessly, "It's good to let you play less wild ball. The main center is injured. This year's game will be more difficult. People from State University and Polytechnic will laugh at us again."

"Hey, Coach, this is it." Nasr greeted him.

"Oh? Are these two? It's a pity that there is no center forward." The middle-aged man looked at the two of them.

"Can DeWeese play inside?"

Davis didn't know, why did he directly ask him if he could play inside when no one had seen him play?He is not tall, he is only around 192 now.

Davis looked at Baker next to him, and nodded helplessly.

Baker can't be allowed to play inside, can he?He's not even DiWesco yet.

He didn't explain anything. In this kind of college team, it doesn't matter what position you play.He just came here to take a look with the nature of playing tickets.

"This is our head coach, Mr. Mark, Mark Box."

"Hello coach."

"Good morning, Coach."

The two greeted Coach Mark politely.

"Hello guys, welcome to the University of Florida Gators!" Coach Mark greeted the two with a smile.

Kind, seems to be easy to get along with, this is the first impression Coach Mark gave Davis.

(End of this chapter)