The Basketball Court Swordsman

Chapter 4 - : God predicts

Henson stayed up almost all night, and Zhu Holledi’s scout report spent all his energy and effort. To make Posey unable to fault, Henson must be comprehensive.

He used his clever mind to enumerate a lot of data, including high-level data such as efficiency value, scoring per round, and lost points. Henson relied on his “predecessor”‘s good mathematical foundation, and he counted them clearly in the report. Persuasive.

Of course, Henson is more than just playing with numbers. The biggest difference between him and the past is that he has been able to closely integrate mathematics and basketball.

Looking at a very complete scout report, the tired Henson couldn’t help showing a smile. He looked at the gradually brightening sky, as if he also saw his own gradually brighter future. It’s also time to set off. If he misses this flight, he might become a cleaner for the Pacers even if he is not fired when he returns.

After finishing all his luggage-a briefcase, Henson left the room. When he walked to the front desk of the small hotel, the hotel owner was sleeping with his legs on the front desk. On the counter, there was a rifle that looked a little old. In places like Long Beach, weapons for self-defense are indispensable.

“209, check out!” Henson knocked **** the counter, and the boss opened his eyes in disgust. The Chinese seemed to interrupt his dream of getting rich.

“Check out so early to avoid debt?”

“No, work dictates.”

“It’s work? Let me guess, you won’t be an FBi agent.” The boss replied sarcastically. Henson’s cheap suits and handbags made it impossible for his job to be “noble”.

“No, I’m a scout for the Indiana Pacers. I came to uCLA yesterday to look for talented players!” Henson thought that the hotelier would cast admiring glances at himself and deliberately showed his identity, but he was completely wrong.

“Scout? Or the Indiana Pacers!? God testifies that even their cleaners are more decent than you. Okay, you can go, I hope Larry Bird will treat you to dinner tonight, hahahaha . Also scouts, people now…” The hotel owner went back to sleep after finishing everything, paying no attention to Henson. In a place like Long Beach where everyone can break the cowhide, it is not surprising that you meet the “Secretary of Defense”.

Henson shook his head and left silently. My current self may be the worst scout in the NBA! Even the owner of a broken hotel looks down on himself!

But Henson didn’t get frustrated for long. He believed that this sincere scout report would change everything.

Arriving at the airport and getting the ticket, Henson thought he could leave the disappointing “City of Angels” and head towards the “big cornfield” of Indianapolis.

However, after the ticket was taken out, Henson was dumbfounded. The ticket in his hand is not directly to Indianapolis, but to Chicago! After arriving in Chicago, Henson had to transfer to Indian Presspolis!

Originally, it only took four or five hours to fly directly from Los Angeles to Indianapolis. Henson had already counted everything up, and when he got to the place, he went home to sleep first, and healed himself. Get up in the afternoon to pack yourself, eat dinner, and finally hand over the scout report to the coaching staff with great energy, and then start to explain.

Now it’s all right, the plan is all messed up. A direct flight from Los Angeles to Indianapolis only takes four or five hours. But if you fly to Indianapolis after transit in Chicago, the time required will instantly become eight or nine hours!

It seems that after Henson hung up the phone last night, the humiliated Posey was very “thinking” to help Henson change his sign, nearly doubling the flight of the poor scout.

Usually, people only know that players in NBA teams will conflict with players, and players will conflict with coaches. But a conflict between a coach and a scout is also quite terrifying. And such contradictions are not uncommon in the NBA. The intrigue behind them are often as exciting as games on the court.

In order to force Henson to give way, the **** Percy really did everything.

The transit from Chicago meant that it was four or five in the afternoon when Henson arrived in Indianapolis. He could not rest, nor could he have a good dinner. But when you get off the plane, you have to meet the peak traffic to rush to the Pacers’ home stadium, Conseco Arena.

If you are late, of course Henson can explain it, but for a scout who has a bad reputation, Henson’s defense may be very pale and weak.

While waiting for the transfer at the airport, Henson had no time to rest at all. Instead, he revised the report over and over again, checked for deficiencies, and organized language by the way to prepare for the evening.

After finally getting on the plane, Henson has not been able to sleep well. The long-distance flight tested his stamina and perseverance. Of course, fatigue was also written heavily on Henson’s face, making him look like a capable scout.

At 5:15 in the afternoon, Henson’s flight finally landed. Thankfully, this time he was sure that he was indeed in Indianapolis!

After coming out of the airport, Henson immediately took a taxi. But he was embarrassed to find that the cash on his body might not be enough to pay the fare.

In a very hurry, Henson forgot to withdraw money at the airport just now. He really admired the original “self” and refused to bring more than a cent of cash when he went out. Because in Henson’s original plan, he was going to take the last bus from uCLA back to Long Beach! But last night Henson chose to take a taxi, which caused problems with his capital turnover.

“Damn math genius! It’s so good for me!” Henson scolded in his heart, but he had to explain to the taxi driver no matter what.

“Sir, listen to me. I don’t want to go wrong, but I really don’t have cash for you now. If you can leave your phone number, I will contact you and repay the car.” Ten minutes after Henson got on the car, he still Confessed to the driver. He had thought of his destination and got out of the car and ran, but today is the day of the game, and the vicinity of the Conseco Arena is definitely overcrowded. He estimated that he would be taken by the local police if he did not run 50 meters. When the time comes, it will be embarrassing for the thief not to say anything.

Unlike Henson’s expectation, the driver did not immediately throw him on the highway into the city, but looked at himself through the rearview mirror.

“Sir, you go to the Conseco Arena at this time, I am afraid it is not to watch the game. Because the real **** fans are now lined up outside the arena to check tickets.” The driver asked suspiciously, he felt from the beginning. Henson is unusual. Dressed so shabbyly, with a tired face, and in a hurry, the place where I got into the car was the most lively shrine in Indianapolis tonight.

“I’m an employee of the Pacers! Well, I know this is incredible, but please believe me, sir. I will pay you back the car money!”

“Could it be that…” The driver touched his chin, “You are the locker room cleaner!?”

Henson almost didn’t bleed. Does he look like a cleaner? That hotel owner said the same in the morning, and now the taxi driver also said the same!

“If you can’t deliver me on time tonight, maybe I will really become a cleaner, sir!”

“Huh, you know, I have heard countless interesting talks in this industry. But no one would ever say that he is an employee of the Pacers. I want to believe you very much, but everything you say… .”

Before the taxi driver finished speaking, Henson took out his work permit. There is a picture of Henson on it, as well as his position: scout.

The driver looked at Henson, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, what an interesting guy.

“Even a guy like you can be a scout for the Pacers? It seems that our poor performance is not without reason.” The driver complained.

“Hey, it’s not my fault for the team to lose! Now, sir, please step on the accelerator! After the game, I will call you and pay the fare. I will use my reputation to guarantee it!”

“For the Pacers’ sake, buddy, I believe you once.” The driver hesitated for a while, but nodded. Then he shifted gears to accelerate, and the car began to shuttle on the road. Henson let out a sigh of relief. His scout status finally played a role.

The driver was obviously very familiar with the road conditions in Indianapolis, he bypassed all the congested roads, and without much effort, Henson was sent to the entrance of the Conseco Arena.

Since there was a game between the Pacers and the Spurs today, the entrance to the arena is crowded with people. Henson didn’t stop, grabbed the goal and ran away. Pushing away the crowd, went straight to the arena.

When he took out his work permit and rushed into the arena and saw Posey, who was already bald in the office area, there was only one minute left before their agreed time!

“Dear Percy, I’m so **** thank you for your ticket!” Henson was panting, his cheap suit and tie became messy as he ran.

“I thought you weren’t coming, Henson. But it doesn’t matter, maybe you really won’t use it after tonight!” Dennis Posey, an old man in his fifties, with bald hair and rich body , Making him look greasy. This guy’s dark circles are not much lighter than Henson, maybe it was caused by his wife being forced to sleep on the sofa these days.

Seeing Henson panting, Percy smiled triumphantly. He was about to reach out to grab the scout report in Henson’s hand, but a tall man appeared in the hallway to interrupt the action.

“Percy, the players are warming up, what are you doing here! God, my assistant coach was still fooling around off the court twenty minutes before the game!” The man shouted, scared Percy hurriedly withdrew !

“Larry, I’m here to get the scout report, our scout has just returned!” Posey, who was still arrogant just now, hurriedly defended the man called Larry in front of him.

“Scouting report after the game is over, you **** give me back to the court! Damn!” The tall Larry flushed with anger. He was already very dissatisfied with the urination of the coaching staff! I really don’t know how his predecessor put up with these guys.

“Wait for me here, Henson! After the game is over, I will come over to get the scout report!” After being scolded, Percy glared at Henson viciously, threw the fire on Henson, and then became dingy. To leave.

After that, the tall Larry stared at Henson again. I have to admit that this man is very bold. He seems to be born to give people a sense of oppression. But Henson was not afraid to look at him, but stared into the eyes of the tall man for a few seconds.

“Are you a scout for the team?” Larry spoke just after looking at each other for a few seconds. Since most of the scouts are in direct contact with the coaching staff, he is not impressed by what the team’s scouts look like. What’s more, Henson had no sense of presence in the team before as a transparent person.

“Ok.”

“Damn, I thought you were a cleaner! Looking at your disheveled appearance, our cleaners are more decent than you!”

Henson felt he had internal bleeding. Well, maybe he really had the potential to be a cleaner.

“Dennis said you brought the scout report!? Let’s go and come with me to the luxurious box. Today, I want to hear your report in person!” Larry beckoned and motioned Henson to follow him.

Henson was stunned. This guy looked like the “Guaner” was bigger than Posey. Otherwise, Posey would not be so afraid just now.

Wait, Larry? No, no, it’s impossible! This can’t be that Larry!

“Hey, are you deaf or stupid!? I told you to go to the box with me!” Seeing that Henson was unmoved, the tall man shouted back impatiently.

This time, Henson saw the guy’s face clearly.

The hotel owner said something right in the morning that he might really be having dinner with Larry Bird.

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