Chapter 13 Seven-game winning streak in January, future stars in the audience
So the task of relationship with Wang Linla fell on Shuschel, and the latter could not be completed, so there was only a way to get out of here. Shuschel knew this very well.
"Wang, I just received a call from a friend from San Francisco. It will be your Chinese Spring Festival soon. Will you go home?" Shuschel endured the atmosphere of the cold and tried to find some topics to talk about.
Wang Lin is watching videos of his opponents in the next game, strategically despising his opponents and tactically facing them is a set of solutions that Wang Lin is currently accustomed to as the head coach. The two assistants find out these videos and information, and leave the rest to himself. Wayne Sims and Jeremy Brandon are the most comfortable assistants in NCAA. Because they don’t need to do anything other than finding things.
Wang Lin did not turn his head, which made Shuschel feel a desire to slap the table, but the latter held it in his arms. He understood what it was once and then. "I don't know, let's talk about it after the game this month. You go out, I want to continue studying the video. Don't forget to close the door."
Wang Lin still didn't turn around. Shuschel's face, eyes and nose were almost twisted together. Unfortunately, Wang Lin couldn't see it. The guy snorted and left Wang Lin's office.
On January 29, the Pitmalavic Convention Center was packed. Since the first game defeated Kentucky, the wild Louis man fell in love with this demon army. They even wrote a song for this title. Who made the momentum of this team so consistent with their historical heritage?
"Hurry up, Marcus, the game is about to begin, why are you so slow?" A chubby little guy about five years old was talking to a child about four years old who looked a little thin.
Marcus Thorton is one year younger than Glen Davis, but because they were both born in Baton Rouge and were close to each other, the two became friends. Their parents both had to make a living and had no way to take care of them. So watching football at the Pitmalavic Conference Center is the favorite thing these two kids do, although they still don’t understand their current IQs at all. But this does not hinder their love for basketball.
Today, the Tigers' opponent is the University of Tennessee Volunteer Soldiers. This team is somewhat similar to the Tigers in history because they both have a combination of player coaches and father-son matches. The Tigers' father-son matches were Pistol Malawich and his father, while the father-son matches in Tennessee are Alan Houston and his father. It is worth mentioning that the King of China Investment and King of China and Wade Houston is the first black head coach in Sec history. His son is currently the scoring champion of the University of Tennessee, and both of them have set records. However, his father can't even carry his son's shoes.
However, compared with the former Pistol father and son, the CET is obviously much worse. The CET has a potential of 85, but most of his other teammates cannot even reach 60. This means that unless the CET scores more than 70 points in this game, it will be too difficult to win. The prerequisite for a team to defeat individuals is that both sides are equal in strength, and the current strength shown by the Tiger is obviously unequal.
In the whole first half, the fans of the Pitt Maravic Conference Center basically never sat down, because the game turned into a visual feast, with various dunks, blocks, and running all over the field. The Flying Squirrel and O'Neal performed the most prominently, and the two future NBA players in the audience were shining brightly.
"Marcus, when I grow up, I will also be an inside player like Shaq. Just be my Damon, let's kick each other's ass together." The following sentence was that when Glen Davis heard an uncle shouting like this, he learned it.
Marcus Thorton nodded silently. He actually didn't understand what Glen Davis meant, but the style of Little Flying Squirrel playing basketball is so gorgeous in the eyes of four-year-old Sender. Little Flying Squirrel is really an elf on the court. He can do everything and play the opponent's players around. When I grow up, I will become a player like him. In my little heart, Sender made this wish.
Chapter completed!