You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 221
"BREAKING: Grant Hill clashes with coach Doug Collins!"

A striking message appeared on ESPN TV.

The specific situation was not as intense as EPSN reported. Collins did have a conflict with Hill, and that was also the former's unilateral output against the latter.

Collins accused Hill of being unrestrained in interviews after the game, causing huge troubles for the team, and also accused him of lacking leadership qualities on the court, unlike Mo Mengchen who carried the team on his shoulders at critical moments.

Especially the last sentence made him lose the respect of the players.

Collins wanted to separate Mo Mengchen from Hill. The intention of this sentence is so obvious that it is not more obvious. Obviously he has been mad by the external public opinion, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

Mo Mengchen had been vaccinated in advance, and Hill's reaction to this incident was not violent. He just took his own things and left the Henry Ford Training Center.

Subsequently, Collins announced that Hill would be suspended from the team for two games.

And he strictly ordered the players not to talk about this matter in front of the media, and offenders will be punished severely.

Just because a player doesn't talk about it doesn't mean that other people don't talk about it. No matter how he keeps his mouth shut, rumors will always spread to the outside world. Mark Jones and others will not miss this opportunity.

There was discord within the team, Hill was suspended, the battle between the coaching staff gradually came to the fore, the players lost trust in the head coach, and all kinds of restless factors were rippling in the Pistons.

Mo Mengchen kept a cold face and didn't speak the whole time.

"Mo, shouldn't you say something?"

Dumas thought that Mo Mengchen would stand up and control the situation, just like he did before, he was the only one who could stabilize the situation.

As a result, he stood aside, watching events continue to escalate like a bystander.

"What do you want me to say?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Dumas paused, Mo Mengchen stopped him.

"Don't you want to say something?"

"JD, what do you think those great teams will go through before they become successful?" Mo Mengchen asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

Dumas didn't understand what he meant, so he answered in silence.

Mo Mengchen said: "I will experience failures, encounter problems, and finally taste failure, savor its ups and downs, and then solve all problems, and then embark on the road to success."

"Starting today, we officially set off."

Mo Mengchen grabbed a basketball and said: "It is worth mentioning that only a very small number of teams can become real winners, and most teams fall apart in the face of failure and difficulties."

Dumas couldn't understand the meaning of Mo Mengchen's words. Why did this guy who didn't like chaos suddenly become a magic stick who didn't care about world affairs?What is he saying?
Confusion, confusion, doubt, dullness and depression.

With such a mood, the Pistons ushered in the last game of the year, at home against the New Jersey Nets.

This season's Nets are a strong contender for Tim Duncan. Facing the temptation of historical players, many teams embarked on a shameless journey. I heard that in far away Boston, the fans there After listening to the cardinal's bewitching, it has reached the level of abnormality that the whole audience will stand up and shout long live as long as the team loses.

There are gossip that Stern was so angry that he broke many cups, but there was nothing he could do.

Being poor is the easiest way for these small teams to rise. As long as a superstar is selected, a championship team can be built around him.

The Nets, bent on defeat, met the sluggish Pistons.

As soon as the game started, the situation seemed unpredictable. If it was the Pistons a few days ago, the Nets' hope of winning would be less than 1%.

But tonight, the situation was still stalemate after the fight, and this group of guys who were almost outputting hallucinations finally had the idea of ​​"maybe we can win?"

So, after a fierce beating, they forgot about Duncan and focused on winning, trying to achieve something.

What Collins couldn't understand the most was that Mo Mengchen didn't react at all when the morale of the team was down. It wasn't like him.

The Mo Mengchen he knew would never let this group of people face the Nets in such a posture.

At the last moment, the score was even between the two sides. The alien Sam Cassell drove Mo Mengchen into the basket. The Pistons' help defense lacked hardness, so he forced him to score and directly killed the game!
"If we fucking want to win you, we can win you!"

The alien flexed his muscles and roared loudly.

"Detroit suffered a two-game losing streak at home. Now they must unify their thinking. Losing to the defending champion, we can say that they are not strong enough, but losing to the Nets? Huh."

The commentator on the scene is also the team's meritorious veteran "Microwave" Vinier Johnson sneered.

Mo Mengchen's statistics are not bad, with 18 points, 10 rebounds and 7 assists, 3 points and 3 rebounds higher than his average per game, but he doesn't play like him at all.

Not the style of play, but the way he leads the team.

He basically doesn't communicate with his teammates on the court, but only conveys his meaning with gestures. The most obvious feature is that there will be no meetings during free throw time.

The team has a problem.

Collins remembered his conflict with Hill, and he was 100% sure that the change came from that incident, that these guys were trying to embarrass Hill, and they wanted to embarrass him.

Thinking of this, Collins' face turned extremely ugly.

"I hope there are some people who are doing what they're paid for."

Facing the media, Collins said with a gloomy face.

With a two-game losing streak at home, the Pistons started the first road trip of the new year.

Hill went out with the team, and he was suspended for two games by the Collins team, that is to say, he still could not play the first away game.

"Mo, I watched the game, what are you doing? You didn't lead them!" Hill said, "I'm not there, you should be stronger! They don't need their mother now!"

After getting off the plane and entering the hotel, Hill took the initiative to come to Mo Mengchen's room.

Mo Mengchen boiled a pot of water, and moved very slowly, as if he was organizing his words, and he didn't seem to hear Hill's words.

"I'm talking to you!"

"I'm not deaf."

Mo Mengchen poured a glass of warm water: "I can make them concentrate on the game, and I can make these guys forget about you."

"But that's not what I want." Mo Mengchen said, "They are willing to do this for you, I am very happy."

Hill teared up: "I'm not happy! This is not what I want, you guys make me look like a jerk! We were a perfect team, because of me, because of what I said in front of the media. This appearance is all my fault!"

Mo Mengchen curled his mouth and laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you for being stupid."

"You just spoke about our own problems, which are also the problems the whole world is talking about." Mo Mengchen said, "There is a saying that is good, if someone disagrees with you, it may be that he is wrong; if everyone They all have different opinions from yours, so you should reflect on what you did wrong.”

Mo Mengchen said: "I don't deny that there are indeed some people with unique vision in the world. Their views are contrary to those of the world, and the results prove to be correct."

"Our head coach, Mr. Doug Collins, he's not like that."

"He refused to be advised, he refused to be criticized, he refused to be challenged. Therefore, he also refused the opportunity to be recognized by the outside world, respected by us, and admired by his colleagues."

Mo Mengchen said to Hill seriously: "Listen well, the failure will continue, I will not interfere, this matter must be resolved, but not now, nor tomorrow, for the next period of time, we will still be a mess. "

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"It's not me, it's us, we spontaneously."

"What do you want to do?"

"Fix mistakes, fix bugs, fix problems."

Mo Mengchen said: "It's that simple."

Hill's eyes fell on Mo Mengchen like a sniper scope aiming at the enemy, "I don't need you to do this."

"How many times do you need me to say this? There was no plan for this, we didn't sit down and talk about embarrassing Doug, I just went out there and found out they had no fight because the nicest guy on the team, the nicest guy on the team She is approachable and the most lovable mother, because she made the coach unhappy because she said a few truthful words in front of the media, and was suspended by the team, they feel angry and aggrieved." Mo Mengchen said, "If even you Suspended for saying the wrong thing, what about them? Who can guarantee that they won't make a mistake? Grant, it's for you, not just for you."

Hill was silent.

He came from an upper-class family and received an elite education since he was a child. His rich and powerful parents allowed him to live a life of luxury since he was a child.

He never confronted people, he was the kind of good guy who would worry about the opponent's elbow even if he got an elbow on the field.

Dominating the chaos of the team, even becoming the fuse of infighting, and now it is possible that because of his mistakes, the team will be split in two.

These are things he never thought about.

Mo Mengchen is an extremely special person. He has known him for more than a year. He always feels that he already knows him very well. As a result, there is always a moment when Hill thinks, "Do I really understand him?"

"True friends should have telepathy, just like the vision of an eagle, the sense of smell of a dog, and the tacit understanding between twins; they can be self-evident and guess each other's thoughts."

Hill's gaze had never been so dazzling, and his eyes were so sincere that Mo Mengchen wanted to dodge, because he didn't hold back: "You are my friend, but you are not my friend; I think I know you, and I don't know you very well."

"Mo, what have you done so much for?"

Mo Mengchen took a sip of water: "Simply put, I just want to make things go in the right direction, and then, I want to live a meaningful life."

"Complicated, my life was a mess and it still is, but I know I'm alive."

"So, how do you plan to solve this matter?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "The day the executives can't stand it anymore, the day Doug loses all his face and prestige, the day he apologizes to you, this matter will be resolved."

Hill was speechless.

Once the top management can't tolerate the team's failure, once Doug Collins loses face and has no prestige in front of the players, once he lowers his proud head and admits his mistakes to him, his time in the Pistons will be over.

"Mo, I'm not blaming you, but he's the one who brought you into the team," Hill said.

"Huh~" Mo Mengchen said with a slight smile: "Even if he doesn't see me, I will still make it to the NBA and still play the way I am doing now. Even so, I am very grateful to him. Detroit is a good place."

Mo Mengchen's tone sank.

"It's just that there are some things that have to be done."

The losing streak continues.

The first away game was against the Portland Trail Blazers, who lacked stars but were full of athletic talent.

The team was out of control, and the Pistons played the slowest game of the season with Barkley taking the lead in making trouble.

The score was 74 to 68, and they lost by 6 points.

Collins' anger soared to the sky, and the team suspended Barkley, who led the trouble, for three games.

Then Hill came back.

Collins thought that Hill's return would solve the whole problem, and he was wrong again.

Hill also couldn't command his teammates, especially when Mo Mengchen didn't speak up, the whole team was still in disarray, the system disappeared, and they began to fight alone.

In the second away game against the Miami Heat, one of the strongest teams in the Eastern Conference, Hill scored 35 points and 10 rebounds alone.

Collins' complexion was getting worse day by day, and the negative public opinion was soaring, permeating the Motor City, and he knew that he had to solve this problem.

(End of this chapter)