NBA Tyrant

Since the team's management decided to build the lineup and tactical play with Howard as the core, Howard has been training with Nelson in the Amway Arena for the past few days.

Howard thought that since it has been determined that the new season will be played according to the one-star system, and Nelson is a player arranged by the head coach to train according to the system, he will definitely be a member of the system in the future.

Therefore, Howard feels that it is always beneficial for the two to form a tacit understanding early and play together in the new season.

As soon as he and Nelson finished playing inside and outside, Howard noticed two people walking on the sidelines.

It was Francis and his agent, Howard did not rush forward to say hello, because Howard saw the anger in Francis's eyes, and it was obviously unwise to go up and say hello at this time.

Not only is it impossible to bring the two sides closer, but the effect is absolutely opposite.

Nelson next to him naturally saw Francis, but he didn't have any eyesight at all, so he stepped forward to say hello.

As a result, Francis just glanced at Nelson and continued directly to the second floor, where the general manager, head coach and other management were located.

"Damn, Francis looks down on people too much! Nelson walked back to Howard, looking unhappy.

"He was the boss of the Rockets before, and he was traded to the Magic team, so he probably wasn't very happy," Howard shrugged, thinking, didn't you see his appearance of being unapproachable, he didn't have any eyesight, he deserved it!

", "Besides, we're just rookies, people don't know us at all, and it's normal not to say hello!"

On the other side, the general manager, Wiesbrodt, was in his office and already knew from the security guard that Francis had arrived at the arena and asked the secretary to make two cups of coffee.

After a while, Francis and his agent arrived.

"Hello, Francis, Hello, Fred, welcome to Orlando, to the Magic, come, let's sit down!"

General Manager: "Francis, have you found a good place to live in Orlando? If not, I can ask someone to help you find it! What can you say about the house!" Seeing

that the general manager of the Magic team first cared about his own housing problem, Francis's face was better, and he no longer cared about the rudeness of the Magic team that no one came to pick him up.

"No thanks, I've already found a house, I want to have a press conference with the team tomorrow and show the jersey, the house has just been rented, I still have some things to add, so I can settle my family sooner if it's done early."

General Manager: "In that case, then tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning, we will hold a meeting, do you see if there is a problem?"

Now that Francis is here to determine the time of the meeting, Visbrod will naturally not be stupid enough to ask Francis why he replied so late.

can be the general manager of the team, the emotional intelligence is naturally not low, there is no need to worry about it all the time, but it is a trivial matter.

Francis: "No problem!"

"General manager, I want to ask, how did your Magic team arrange for us Francis in the new season," Francis's agent Fred said at this time.

"We know that this year you have selected a champion who I heard is very talented, so we want to know the arrangement of

the team!" "This, it depends on the head coach's side, after the meeting tomorrow, I will arrange for you to talk, how about it?"

General manager Weisbrod didn't want to tell Francis about the team's Howard as the core now, and the look on Francis's face when he came in just now was obviously angry.

If you tell him now, with the attributes of Francis's thorn, that the Magic team is not centered on him in the new season, it is very likely that tomorrow's media conference will be messed up by him.

So, Wiesbrood intends to leave the issue to head coach Johnny to deal with.

"Well, okay!" Francis nodded, not thinking much about why not ask the manager now.

"If you have time now, I can take you around the stadium and learn a little bit about the history of our team. General Manager Wiesbrod smiled and extended the invitation.

"Oh, no, I think there's a chance in the future, general manager, I've just rented a house, and there's a lot of stuff to buy, so..."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's talk about this today?" General Manager Wiesbrod naturally saw that Francis was not interested, and he didn't break it.

"Well, that's for now," said Francis, getting up, walking to the door, and suddenly turning back.

"Are those two rookies this year?"

"Yes, our No. 1 pick Dwight Howard and No. 20 rookie Jamal Nelson. Visbrod nodded in response.

"Just saw their pick-and-roll mix very well, they've been training in the arena all summer?" Francis looked at Visbrodt in disbelief.

General Manager: "Well, it's okay!" Seeing

Francis's puzzled look, Visbrod walked to the door and motioned for Francis to follow, and the three of them stood above the second floor, looking through the transparent glass at the two people who were training seriously in the training ground.

At this time, Howard just used his dream footwork to shake off the bag of two trainers holding the distractor high and complete a hook shot.

And Nelson, who was outside the three-point line, quietly did the action of catching the ball.

I saw Howard holding the ball in the waist position again, facing a trainer, trying to hit the back, and seeing another trainer come over to wrap up.

Howard immediately turned around, and after driving the two trainers to move, he went directly to Nelson and passed the ball out, Nelson received the ball, raised his hand, jumped, throw, and in one go, the basketball smacked, bringing up a white net.

"nice!" Francis involuntarily shouted, and the cooperation of Howard and Nelson reminded Francis of his little brother of the Rockets, Da Yao.

If he was still in the Rockets, then he and Da Yao would definitely be able to play this kind of smooth internal and external cooperation, but unfortunately, now he has been traded to the Magic team, the hateful Rockets management.

It doesn't matter, it seems that the rookie champion of this magic team is not bad compared to Da Yao, and his tactical cooperation with him should not be worse than Da Yao.

When the time comes, I will meet with Team Rocket, I will teach Team Rocket a good lesson, and slap Team Rocket's brainless management in the face, damn it, dare to trade me out.

"It's really good, Howard is mostly working on footwork and passing right now, and he wants to make a difference in the new season. General Manager Wiesbrod looked at Howard on the training ground with some pride, as if his own excellent child had achieved good results.

"Okay! I understand, I'll go first, GM!" Francis can understand Howard's thoughts, he is also a rookie who has come over, and knows the ambition to make a name for himself in the NBA as a rookie.

As Francis left the arena, Howard noticed that the general manager was leaving with him, thinking that Francis had accepted his new role with the Magic.

I thought to myself, it was quite pleasant to watch them chat, and I think Francis should also understand his role in the Magic team, as long as the team is united and has a good team atmosphere.

Coupled with a good team lineup and style of play, then there is definitely hope to go further and further in the journey of the new season.

After general manager Wiesbrod sent Francis away, he contacted the other two players traded from the Rockets, the old cat Mobley and Cato, to join them for a media conference tomorrow.

The next afternoon, Howard sat in the head coach's office, looking at the few tactical papers the head coach had placed on his desk, a little confused.

"Coach, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

Johnny: "Stay Francis will come over, the general manager said he wants to know how to play on the Magic team, so I'll take a few tactics related to him and talk to him."

Howard: "So what am I doing here?"

Johnny: "Let's explain how to play tactics with you!" After all, the core of this system is you, and you also proposed it, so you can show the power of tactics more intuitively.

"Okay, when will Francis arrive?"

"Almost, it should be almost there!"

The two of them chatted and waited in the office, and after a while, there was a knock at the door.

Johnny said please come in, and saw Francis walk in alone.

"Hey, Coach, nice to meet you!" Francis was the first to greet Johnny.

"Hello, Steve Francis, I'm glad to meet you too!" Johnny shook Francis' hand, "This is Dwight Howard, our Mr. Champion this year."

After Howard and Francis shook hands and said hello, the two sat together across from head coach Johnny.

"Francis, that's our main tactical play for the new season, you see, what is there to ask, just bring it up. Johnny said, handing Francis the tactical paper he had prepared on the table.

After about 10 minutes, Francis's brow furrowed as he put the paper back on the table.

"Coach, why is the tactical status of the No. 1 position so low? I don't think there are a few sets of playing styles with the No. 1 position as the tactical core, but most of them are centered on the No. 5 position. "

Francis doesn't understand that as the core of the team, he doesn't have a matching tactical position in the team's tactics, is this rookie coach amateur to this level?"

"Yes, you read that right, our tactical play in the new season is mainly around Howard, and we call this tactical style of play a one-star system. Johnny affirmed that Francis was not mistaken, that he was playing with the No. 5 position at its core.

"Coach, you're not kidding!" Francis looked at Johnny in disbelief.

"I, Francis, an All-Star caliber star, you don't build a strategy around me, but around a high school graduate?" Francis pointed to Howard next to him.

"Yes, I don't deny that Howard has talent and potential, but right now, he's just a recent high school graduate, and he's only played in a low-level game like high school, a complete NBA rookie!".