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Chapter 201 Training Camp

The host and guest enjoyed a meal, and Wake Forest University officially established a cooperative relationship with the University of Florida.

Several people stayed in Gainesville for one night and returned to Orlando the next day.

Davis went straight home and locked himself in the study.

When he came out, he held a piece of paper in his hand, and on the paper was a list.

He found Anna.

"Honey, I'm going to do a training camp."

"Training camp? What kind of thing?"

"Training camp for teenage talent like Tim Duncan was yesterday."

"Is that so? Is the list in your hand?"

"Yes."

Anna took the list curiously and looked at it.

What made her curious was that the first name on the list was not the Tim Duncan she met yesterday. In Anna's opinion, Duncan's talent was already at the historical level. Unfortunately, what he met yesterday was O'Neill who also had the same historical talent.

That name is Allen Iverson.

"I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

"He led his school to win both football and basketball state championships last year. He is the absolute core of the team. But last year he spent several months in prison for certain things. Speaking of which, he only stayed in prison for two months. I also contributed a little bit. I think he is in some trouble now. I am going to contact Coach Mark and apply for him a full scholarship for basketball at the University of Florida."

"Oh, you mean the quarterback from Holy Land High School in Virginia who was imprisoned last year for fighting!" Anna's memory was indeed not built, and Davis just said something to her, and she remembered it.

"Yeah, that little guy who is only 1.8 meters tall is the toughest person I've ever met." Davis couldn't help sighing when he thought of all the things in his previous life.

Anna looked at the second name on the list.

"Kobe? That's a weird name."

"Haha, is it? I heard that his name is one of his father's favorite foods, Kobe beef. Speaking of his father, you may have some impressions. Joe Bryant, a former NBA player, later went to Italy to play."

"I have some impression of this person."

Anna continued to look at the next name.

The next name is Tim Duncan, whom I saw yesterday.

"Honey, is your list arranged by talent?"

"No, no, of course not. Their talents are all at the historical level, even higher than mine. I can't rank them according to my understanding. I just write whoever comes to mind."

Anna nodded, thinking that DeWeese was just saying it modestly.

"Kevin Garnett, Joe Smith, Antonio McDyess, Rasheed Wallace, Jerry Stackhouse, Michael Finley, Stephon Marbury, Marcus Camby, Ray Allen, Peja Stojakovic, Steve Nash."

Anna read down the names on the list, and asked Davis wonderingly: "Honey, where did you know the names of so many geniuses? Or, are you sure they are all geniuses?"

Davis smiled: "The scouts of the Magic are not vegetarian either. I know a scout named Kyle. He has only been with the Magic for two years, but he has given me several valuable scout reports. I am planning to promote him."

Anna nodded and put away the list.

"By the way, by the way, I would like to contact those who are going to participate in the draft this year. I heard that Grant Hill, Glenn Robinson and Jason Kidd are all preparing to participate in the draft. Ask them if they intend to come to this training camp during the offseason."

"Ok."

Then, DeWeese contacted Javi again and told him that he planned to hold a training camp during the offseason. He specifically asked Kyle to assist Javi in ​​the training camp related matters on the phone, and asked Kyle to submit a detailed training camp report to him after the training camp ended.

Then he booked a plane ticket to Chicago to watch Game [-] of the Finals.

To be honest, Davis doesn't care about the outcome of the Finals. In his opinion, the Rockets are not even as strong as the Magic. Jordan this year is truly unstoppable. He doesn't think there will be any suspense in the Finals.

On the contrary, he is more interested in the upcoming training camp held by himself.

What he cares about is just what kind of personal performance Jordan can put on in the finals.

Next day, Chicago.

The 1993-94 NBA Finals, here, on this day, kicked off.

The Bulls led by Jordan sit at home and face the Rockets led by Olajuwon.

Davis came to the court early and chose the best seat, which is also the seat he used to watch the Bulls games when he was not in the NBA, behind the Bulls bench.

He was unceremonious and went directly to the Bulls locker room before the game.

The Bulls players have basically arrived and are changing their equipment for warm-up.

After Davis came in, everyone just looked up and did not make a fuss at all because Davis was not a member of their team. Most of them even greeted Davis in a friendly manner.

Jordan is sitting in his place, he has changed his clothes and is putting on his shoes.

When he saw Davis coming in, he waved directly to Davis, motioning for Davis to come to his side.

Davis walked over obediently.

"You performed well, little Michael. You made me renew my interest in this league. If you hadn't forced me, I might not be in such a good state. Thank you for forcing me to be the strongest."

Davis curled his lips, but there was nothing he could do about Jordan's bragging rights.

Who made such an old hooligan appear in the entire history of the NBA?What can you do with him?
Jordan put on his shoes, stood up and danced.

"Still the same position?" he said to DeWeese.

"Yes, if it's correct, it should be right behind you."

"Watch me perform."

At this time, Phil Jackson also walked into the locker room.

"Guys, it's time to warm up."

After speaking, he saw DeWeese next to Jordan.

"Hey DeWeese, are you here for the game too? Why haven't you put on your Bulls uniform yet? Come on, time is running out."

Phil Jackson's words caused roars of laughter.

Pippen ran over laughing and threw a Bulls uniform over Davis' face, covering him completely.

DeWeese took off his clothes angrily, and said loudly to Phil: "Phil, just wait for me, next year I will definitely sweep you away!"

Another burst of laughter answered him.

Davis followed Jordan to the court, sat down directly behind the Bulls bench, and watched Jordan warm up.

Jordan's first warm-up was simple, jumping up under the basket, pulling the bar three times in the air and putting the ball in the basket. . . . .

(End of this chapter)