The God of Basketball

Coach McHaney did not expect the team's chemical reaction to be so bad. Originally, in his calculations, although this lineup may have shortcomings on the defensive end, it must be more powerful on the offensive end than the original lineup.

Who knows... TJ Walton actually completely separated himself from the team system. His continuous attack like a death squad did not bring benefits to the team.

And just when he was trying to make more adjustments, Li Zhen on the court called a timeout and walked down angrily, which caught him by surprise.

In his eyes, Bruce Lee is still the obedient little player. Is this a rebellion?

"We can't go on like this, Chairman Fraser." Li Zhen didn't look for the head coach, but went straight to the chairman of the Stanford Sports Committee, emphasizing sincerely: "We are now in a completely passive situation. , I can't just sit back and watch the team continue like this. It took us so much to create this situation, I think...you don't want a good situation to be interrupted!"

Fraser froze for a moment.

At this time, Scott rushed up directly, and he said in a rough voice: "Yes, Mr. Fraser. We can no longer operate according to the current tactics. TJ Walton is no longer suitable for the current system. Our passing and cutting Coordination is completely interrupted..."

Before Scott finished speaking, Coach McHerney walked over quickly, and he smiled and shouted: "Hey, boys, what are you talking about?"

He tried to calm the matter down.

However, what he didn't expect was that the player he thought was the most obedient... Bruce Lee looked into his eyes and told him calmly: "Coach, we are talking about the current tactics. We don't think we can continue to play like this." , if you continue your tactics, our road to victory will come to an end here."

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McHaney was visibly taken aback.

"Are you challenging the authority of the head coach? Do you really think that you can beat the University of Kansas? If you stick to your tactics and lose, who will be responsible?" TJ Wharton's sharp voice sounded.

"I!"

An unexpected voice sounded, and looking back, Coach Jamilin did not know when he had come here, with a resolute expression on his face, he said with great certainty: "If this game loses, I will take full responsibility .I will resign and apologize to all Crimson fans."

Jamelin's remarks surprised McHarney again.

Isn't it said that the Chinese are the most obedient? Why did these two people stand up against him at the same time?

And what made him even more unexpected was.

"I support Coach Jamelin!!" The team's starting center Frank Benson's rough voice resounded firmly.

"I support Jamie Lin too!"

And Thomson.

"I also support..."

Roy Hicks, Rexdan, Ian House, Hank Craig... more and more Stanford players stood behind Jamilin.

In fact, they are also very dissatisfied with the current situation. Since they played at the University of Southern California, they have followed coach Jamie Lin and Bruce Lee to create miracles. Their status on campus is increasing day by day, even surpassing those guys on the football team.

When they can see their names in newspapers and TV, the joy and pride is hard to hide.

However, with the return of Coach McHerney. Everything changed, the harmony of the training camp atmosphere, the wonderful court response was overthrown by TJ Walton.

Everyone is dissatisfied in their hearts. No one wants to destroy the miracle created with great difficulty by a spoiler who suddenly appeared.

So, when Bruce was the first to step up, then Coach Jamelin stepped up.

They can no longer restrain the impulse in their hearts.

One by one, they chose to stand behind Jamilin and Bruce Lee.

This not only surprised McHani, but also surprised Li Zhen and Jamilin. They originally thought that their resistance was isolated, an act of bleak wind and cold water.

As a result, after the first shot was fired, a prairie fire immediately formed!

The so-called justice is at ease in people's hearts, which is probably the case.

Chairman Fraser's willpower has been greatly biased towards Bruce Lee at this moment, even though he knows that McHaney is the real head coach of the team.

But... he wasn't the one who created the miracle.

Moreover, as the chairman of the sports committee, can he not want the team to continue to maintain miracles?

Judging from the first five minutes directed by Coach McHaney, it is impossible for him to accomplish such a feat!

In the end, it was the 9,000 fans in the arena that crushed Coach McHaney.

When the TNT camera panned to the Stanford bench, all fans realized what kind of struggle the crimson team was going on: Richmond's article last night played a promotional role.

And the first person to shout the slogan was also Richmond.

Bruce-Lee! Bruce-Lee! Bruce-Lee! !

When the shouts in the arena changed from sporadic to uniform, from regional to sweeping like waves.

Fraser finally did not hesitate at all. He told Li Zhen and Jamilin: Just follow your tactics.

He then took Coach McHarney aside to appease him...even though McHarney was furious and couldn't take it. But... the light boat has passed ten thousand mountains. When 80% of the players on the team choose an assistant coach, and when the 9,000 fans in the audience are calling another person's name, no matter how hard he fights, it will be futile.

At the same time, Coach Jamelin picked up the tactical board and began to arrange it.

When the camera showed this scene, everyone knew: Bruce and Jamilin had won, and they took back the dominance from the peach-picking McHaney.

Everyone is very pleased.

Li Zhen was most gratified, because when he saw the confident Jamilin, he suddenly realized: everything has changed. Coach Jamelin's fate has since changed. Although he didn't know if that nightmare actually happened in a certain parallel time and space, at least he wouldn't be kicked out of the coaching staff like in that dream.

You see, as long as you stick to your profession and principles, and bravely fight back when others violate you, good things will always happen.

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Michael Jordan looked at the cheering voice, he turned his head and asked his assistant: "Does this guy really have such a high charisma?"

His assistant nodded: "Yes. If you put aside his skills and future potential, he is almost the most commercially valuable player in the NCAA."

Forehead.

The basketball god nodded, and he didn't speak any more. But he always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy in Li Zhen, an aura that made him want to get close but was a little separated.

At this time, in the stands about 20 meters away from them, Kevin George told the general manager of Buford and Presti: "It seems that Bruce has taken the initiative, and then...he will definitely perform well .Believe me, he's never the same level of player as he was in the first few minutes."

Buford raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking to himself: It's best. If this guy doesn't hit something that catches his eye next time, he won't hesitate to get up and leave. As the Spurs general manager, he has no interest in staying here and watching a lackluster ball handler consume the entire 40 minutes of the game.

"Next, it's up to you."

After setting up the tactics, Jamilin put his palm on Li Zhen's shoulder: "We did something deviant, if we didn't show our absolute strength to correct the shadows on the ground, we would be swallowed by public opinion. It doesn't matter if I resign, but you are a talented player, and you are the pride of the Chinese who can go to the NBA."

"Come on!!"

Jamilin combined all expectations into this sonorous and powerful Chinese sentence, which fell heavily in Li Zhen's heart.

That's right, the stage has been taken back, and I will watch my performance next.

Come on!

Li Zhen clenched his fists and stepped onto the field resolutely.

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