field coach

Chapter 15
In this way, DeWeese began his life at Buddha University.

"It's okay, Mike, don't be stressed, I'll cover you if anything happens."

On the way back to the dormitory, Baker told Davis over and over while imagining the scene where he would kill the Quartet in the NCAA in the future.Totally forgot that DeWeese was also a full scholarship recipient.

"Yeah, you're in charge of attacking, and I'll be in charge of making soy sauce." The appointed DeWeese nodded, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but soon, he seemed to think of something.

"But I may disappear often."

Davis couldn't spend every day on campus. After all, he was backed by the Magic, an NBA team. He didn't need to train with such an NCAA team. Gainesville is not far from Orlando.

"why?"

"Because the family business still needs me to take care of it."

After thinking about Davis' car, Baker nodded in understanding.

"It seems that a good family background is also a drag, and there is no way to enjoy a wonderful college life."

"By the way, how do we eat at night? I heard that there are many famous restaurants in the University of Florida. Let's try it."

Davis shook his head, "Go to the supermarket, buy ingredients, and make it yourself."

"You can cook?" Baker looked at Davis in surprise.

Davis gave a wry smile.

The two found the supermarket and walked in.

"I want this, this, um, let's have some of this too." Baker picked out as he walked, and quickly filled his shopping cart.

Back at the cash register, Davis was already there waiting for him.

"What did you buy? Oh my god, you just buy some of this?"

It turned out that DeWeese was carrying a large package of frozen chicken breasts and fish, as well as some fruit and vegetables.

"I'm used to it." Davis didn't explain anything.

Baker thought it was just a simple eating habit, but he didn't see Davis swallowing unconsciously when he took out the ingredients bit by bit while watching him check out.

"Damn it, I really want to eat it, steak, pizza, fried chicken, woo woo woo..." DeWeese had tears of envy and hatred in his heart.

When the two arrived at the dormitory, Davis silently cooked his own chicken breast.

And after Baker tasted DeWeese's poached chicken breast. . .Silently, he took out the ingredients he bought from the refrigerator.

"Damn, it's like poisoning in the middle of the night!" Smelling the smell of fried chicken coming from the kitchen, DeWeese took a bite of the chicken breast with tears streaming down his face.

The next morning, the two arrived at the gymnasium early.

"Hey, Pang, Mike, come so early? Go warm up." The head coach, Mr. Mark Box, said to the two people.

After warming up, the two started training.

"Mike, I heard that you are an insider? To be honest, you are not tall enough." Coach Mark came to Davis who was shooting a three-pointer. "And, your three-pointer is pretty good." He was surprised to see that Davis made 10 three-pointers in a row.

"I'm more interested in three-pointers."

"Well, in this way, we can play more tactics. But I think we should play more inside." Coach Mark nodded and shook his head again.

"...I'm a point guard, my soul is weak~" DeWeese complained silently in his heart.

However, playing point guard in this kind of third-rate university team is really a little bit bullying.So DeWeese silently accepted the inside label given to him by his roommates, teammates and coaches.

What's wrong with the short one?Do short insiders have no human rights?Isn't there a fat man in the league who is only 1.9 meters eight?He is still the top 2 power forward in the league!

After a while, Nasr and Carroll also came to the arena.

After all the players warmed up, Coach Mark called the players together.

"Let's have a training match to see how good the newcomers we recruited this year are." Coach Mark shared his thoughts with the players, and the players nodded.

"Then, freshman first team, old players come to my side."

Freshmen, including Baker and DeWeese, stepped up.

Exactly five people, and the remaining three were not seen yesterday.

"Let me introduce myself first, name, height, and position on the court." Coach Mark asked them to familiarize themselves first.

"Mardo Kanter, height 201, center forward."

"Best Joe, height 182, point guard."

"Pang Baker, height 188, small forward."

"Ray Austin, height 186, shooting guard."

After listening to the introductions of the first four teammates, Davis thought: "It's really complete, I'm one of the five positions."

"Michael DeWeese, height 193, power forward."

"OK, let's get started. I'll be the referee. The freshman team kicks off first."

With Coach Mark's whistle, this small training match began.

DeWeese did not perform actively. He just played soy sauce silently on the court. The defensive end was the top man in the interior, and the offensive end silently ran to the bottom corner waiting for an open three-pointer.

Baker was as active as ever. He and Nasr faced each other directly, and he was able to subtly suppress Nasr.

Although Nasr modestly said that his level is not good, how can a person who has been the captain of a team in the NCAA Division I be able to convince the public if he does not have two brushes.His style is that his strength and speed are more prominent, a bit similar to James in the early days, but he can't pass the ball.

Austin is at the shooting guard position, and his style of play is a bit unique. He basically won't pass the ball out of his hands.

Coach Mark frowned off the court, watching Austin take the ball and rush into the inside like a dynamite bag, and then was swatted to the ground by the center of the veteran team like a fly swatter.

"Coach, isn't this a foul?" Austin got up and shouted at Mark angrily.

"It's clean, it's a good hat!" Mark said without any haste.

The two sides play two halves according to NCAA rules, with 20 minutes in each half.

At the end of the first half, the veteran team led the freshman team by 32 points 20-12.DeWeese just took a corner three, took the three, and then watched Baker and Austin play all kinds of things on the court, but Baker kept scoring and Austin kept turning turnovers.

In the second half, coach Mark replaced Austin and sat on the bench talking to him.

Austin looked displeased, but his face gradually improved, and he nodded from time to time.

Without Austin, the freshman team's offense began to flow smoothly, but they couldn't hold back some people on the court who didn't work hard. In the end, the freshman team lost the training match 54-63.

The freshman team's best performance is of course Baker, who scored 22 points, 3 rebounds, 4 assists and 3 steals.

The old school team is Nasr, the ace of the school. He scored 25 points, 5 rebounds and 2 assists.

Davis, who played soy sauce, quietly scored 6 points and 8 rebounds. There was nothing else, no assists, no steals, no blocks, no turnovers, and no fouls.

　The reason why the mosaic team I used earlier and the name of the Rockets was restored in this game is because someone resigned~~ In addition, if you have any opinions, you can put them forward, and Noodles will accept them humbly. I also try my best to improve my writing level, let us write this book together. . .long!Then write it~~~
　　
　
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