You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 154

Last season's chief assistant, Joe Lynch, left the Pistons' coaching staff.

The person who replaced him was Mark Jones. He had many years of experience as an assistant coach and followed many famous coaches in college basketball. However, the reason why he took the position of chief assistant coach was entirely because of Graham, the president of basketball operations of the Pistons. For Jim Senna's sake.

Collins and Cena had some points to run the team, and Collins made a seemingly no-brainer trade in the offseason, which gave Cena the opportunity to attack him on the boardroom.

Collins is not a wild child that no one cares about and no one loves. The upper echelons have their own supporters to speak for him, and all Senna can do is to insert a confidant in it.

In addition to Lynch, the assistant coach John Serra, who trained the offense, also left.

Leaving two assistant coaches did not damage the strength of the coaching staff, because they added five assistant coaches in one breath during the offseason.

One of the assistants even led a mediocrely talented Pistons to a runner-up finish in Summer League.

The faction distribution of the coaching staff, the upper-level battles have little to do with the players.

Unless you wish to meddle in team affairs.

Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen is such a person.

Such a large personnel change must be the result of multiple contests. Lynch has done his duty during his tenure. Many people think that if Collins leaves, he is likely to be the successor of the head coach, and now he is directly kicked out.

"Hey, doctor, why do you look sick?"

Long time no see, Hill came over to say hello.

Mo Mengchen glanced at him and said, "You look chubby."

"I'm fat." Hill's face is a bit chubby, but his figure is excellent.

fat?How dare you say so.

Mo Mengchen smiled lightly: "Really? Coincidentally, I am sickly beautiful."

"You are so stinky!" Hill said.

"To each other." Mo Mengchen asked, "What's the situation?"

Hill thought that Mo Mengchen was shocked by such a big change, so he introduced: "Mark Jones, Joe's successor, the current chief assistant, I don't know him, I heard it was introduced by Mr. Zina; McLane, don't get me wrong, she's not the captain of the cheerleading team, she's our new assistant, appointed by the coach; Alvin Gentry, who seems to be an assistant hired by the team from San Antonio, is said to be very good at training offense; Matt Lauria, John's successor and current offensive coach; Adam Frauses, an assistant coach from the University of Kansas, the only assistant coach who passed the interview to join the coaching staff, he took our summer league team To hit No.2 is really amazing."

It is indeed remarkable to achieve such results in the summer league with Kobe, Iverson, Marbury, Nash, and Ray Allen.

Mo Mengchen took another look at Frauses. He was very young, not like a teaching assistant, but rather a young man who had just graduated from university and was full of longing for this sinister society.

It is said that a fat body can make people look older, but it doesn't apply to him.

He is on the fat side, with a big waist. UZI has the same fat face, but he looks cute, and he smiles very kindly. From the outside, he is a very kind person.

But a biting dog doesn't bark, and a man-eating tiger loves to laugh. Who knows if this guy is really harmless to humans and animals or a monster with a knife hidden in his smile.

"Why are you here?"

"Joke, can't I be here?"

"Okay, from now on I will have someone to elbow me every day, very good."

"You fucking elbow me for a try?"

Barkley was about to tell a tragic story about elbowing us, but Jerome Williams stopped him: "Chuck, we are on the same team now, we are a family, and the family can't do anything." .”

"Rookie, who do you think you're talking to? I'm fucking playing with sausage mouth!" Buckley yelled angrily, "Get off me!"

Barkley and Kenny Smith, the two who will become the most classic commentary partners in TNT history in the future, are now teammates by accident.

"Who's kidding with you, you stupid Alabama pig, get out of here!" Smith said disgustedly.

Mo Mengchen turned his gaze and saw Dumas' position.

Rick Mahon asked about the status of the team beside Dumars. He had been away for a long time, and Dumars was the only brother who played together in the world.

Although Bill Lambiel and Rodman are the most notorious people in the Bad Boys Corps, it is Mahon who has done the most bad things and fought the most.

He was the gangster of the Bad Boys, he was the first to fight, he did all the bad things, and he used all the dirty tricks. In that era, every team that played against the Pistons had to consider how to arrange Mahon.

Because Lambiel only thinks of ways to kill you when he is forced to be impatient, while Mahon has the intention of killing any opponent as soon as he enters the field.

"That Aussie is really as good as you say?"

The old friend was naturally happy to meet, but Ma Hong was not happy that this guy Dumas blew Mo Mengchen into the sky.

Mahon had a high vision, and Dumas understood.

After all, he is someone who has personally experienced Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Magic Bird, and Jordan. Who hasn't seen it?Now Dumars is saying that this person is so amazing that he seems to be at the level of a magic bird.

"He definitely speaks better than me," Dumars said.

Ma Hong snorted softly: "Whether it's good or not, you'll know after a few games. You'd better not brag."

Mo Mengchen walked towards them. Although he had no personal relationship with Ma Hong, the other party was, after all, one of the most famous guys in the history of the Pistons.

"Hello, Rick."

Mo Mengchen stretched out his hand.

"Boy, we don't come here."

Ma Hong held Mo Mengchen's hand and pulled it—Mo Mengchen felt as if something sucked him up, and half a second later, Ma Hong's body hit him.

So he completed the meeting etiquette of black people.

He hated the etiquette, because bouncing the chest like this resulted in a bigger body contact area than a handshake, and it was dirtier.

"Just shake hands next time." Mo Mengchen reiterated.

Mahone asked, "I heard you knocked out one of Gary Payton's front teeth on the field?"

"It can't be said that I killed it. It would appear that I was bad. It was an accident, but I am happy for this accident," Mo Mengchen did not deny it. He knew that villains like Mahon most liked those who dared to fight back on the court. The badass, "he deserves it."

Ma Hong snorted and said, "Very well, no matter whether you have real skills or not, as long as you are tough enough on the court, I will cover you!"

"Thank you, but I will solve the problem myself." Mo Mengchen nodded at Dumas, then turned and walked to other places.

After Mo Mengchen left, Dumas kept blinking at Ma Hong: Am I right?
That's what his expression meant.

Ma Hong laughed out loud: "At least one thing you said is right, this guy is really a stinking fart."

"Necessary, he said this is his biggest shortcoming." Dumars said with a smile.

Ben Wallace looked at the training hall. There were a lot of people, and there were quite a few tall ones, one of them was especially big.

Is this serious?he is too
Big Ben stared at the giant in front of him, somewhat in disbelief.

He said: "Hello, my name is Ben Wallace, and I am 208 cm tall." When he reported this height, he blushed a little, because even a blind person could tell that he was definitely not 208 cm tall. Height doesn't even count the shoe height.

"I play center," Wallace said.

What's funny is that the giant in front of him, who is far larger than him in terms of height and body thickness, said: "My name is Prester Lauderdale, I am 224 cm tall, and I also play center forward."

"Hello."

"Hello."

"Hello."

A man interrupts their exchange.

They looked together, and it was Mo Mengchen who came.

If anyone else in this training camp surprised Mo Mengchen, it must be Lauderdale. With such a height and weight, if he has good skills, he must be a killer.

He did not leave any traces in the NBA, which shows that he has a big problem.

But no matter how big the problem is, as long as this kind of physical condition can be used properly, the energy he can emit when facing a specific opponent for ten minutes is very impressive.

Mo Mengchen thought about a few years later.

Neither Wallace nor Lauderdale spoke because they didn't know what to say.

Mo Mengchen didn't speak, because he was thinking about other things.

In this way, the three faced each other for more than ten seconds, and no one spoke.

"You can call me Mo, you can call me Dor.Mo, you can even call me a doctor, don't be too deliberate, I look forward to fighting side by side with you."

Mo Mengchen's first impression on Wallace and Lauderdale was one of friendliness.

This fact simply shocked them, because Mo Mengchen had never been a friendly person, and they soon found out.

Mo Mengchen met with the new teammates and said a few words to let him know them and let them know himself.

The training center was noisy, and Doug Collins looked at such a scattered army and couldn't help being confused about the upcoming new season.

This team has young leaders, strong aces, top shooters, superstars who have not aged yet, thugs, substitutes, depth, and a brand new coaching staff.

Coached properly, they should be an emerging force in the East.

Collins' eyes swept over everyone's faces. He hoped that the group of people would quiet down by themselves, and he stood here, waiting for them to quiet down.

After 10 minutes, there was still no sign of quieting down, and Collins' patience was exhausted.

Barkley and Smith's noise made everyone forget that today is the serious opening day of training camp.

Finally, Collins yelled, "Silence!"

"I hope it's not a bunch of idiots standing in front of me who don't know what to do next!"

Collins yelled sharply: "We reached the first round last season, and this season's goal should be even more ambitious, but it is impossible for you to achieve this goal like this, you don't even want to go to the battlefield!"

"When I stand here, I can only have my voice in the audience. You better remember this!"

Hearing this, Mo Mengchen, Barkley, Smith, and Mahon rolled their eyes at the same time.

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