Chapter 393 Kobe: Old K, do you mean that I can make waves?
Lightning suddenly looked strange and said: "Old K, your apprentice Kobe has a very unique personality and playing style!"
"How do you say that?" Lao Wang asked doubtfully.
"It seems you haven't paid attention to the media reports in the past two days."
Lightning laughed, and then said: "In a game the day before yesterday, he played as the main shooting guard. The point guard was a marginal person and had not yet received the team's contract. As a result, Kobe took over the ball and was nothing like the point guard.
It's over.
The point guard was also anxious. You, a No. 7 pick in the first round with a contract, took my opportunity. This conflict became serious, and an argument broke out, and then Kobe was beaten."
"Pfft, haha..." Lao Wang couldn't help laughing, causing the guests in the cafe to look over.
"That Rasheed Wallace is not bad. He moves fast, defends very actively, helps defend well, and has a good basketball. His style of play is very team-oriented, just the opposite of Kobe. But..."
At this point, Lightning's expression became weird again and he said: "In the first five preseason games, that kid talked trash to the referee twice because he was dissatisfied with the referee."
"Ha ha……"
Lao Wang laughed again. When he saw other guests looking over curiously, he quickly stopped laughing and greeted them: "Sorry, Lightning is telling a joke."
"hehe!"
The guests also laughed.
"You have to find ways to cure their problems. Kobe is a bit lonely and Wallace has a bit of a temper. Letting them develop will not be good for the team. Rasheed is better, and he is definitely not a threat to you. And Kobe needs the ball.
If you take the ball too much, it will affect you and the team's overall offensive efficiency." Lightning lowered his voice and said.
Lao Wang thought for a while, nodded and said: "His model is Jordan. When Jordan controlled the Bulls' ball, he was rubbed on the floor by the Lakers, Green Team, and Pistons. Pippen controlled the ball. When he played without the ball,
, just won two championships.
If Kobe has the ability to grow into the team's perimeter core, I think it is more appropriate for him to play without the ball. The ball should still be controlled by the No. 1 position and he can finish the offense."
"As long as you have an idea," Lightning said.
The two chatted for a long time, and Lao Wang mentioned the luxury tax issue that Colangelo Lao mentioned.
Lightning said in surprise: "Is the alliance going to do this?"
"What does this mean?" Lao Wang asked.
Lightning thought for a while and said: "This is a policy to support small teams to prevent wealthy teams from building luxurious lineups wantonly.
Among the four major sports leagues, only the MLB currently implements a salary cap and luxury tax system. It seems that the NBA will also follow suit.
Under this system, any team that exceeds the salary cap will have to pay luxury tax, and the money can be distributed to other teams.
Although the league is developing well now, many small teams are in a state of long-term losses, and this money can make up for their deficits.
But this also has a drawback, which is that wealthy teams like the Knicks and Lakers really have the opportunity to build luxury lineups."
"Ignore them, there are at least two seasons left." Lao Wang said.
"Look, this is my son. His name is Dabao. He looks handsome, right?"
At this time, he took out a stack of photos of his son from his pocket and handed them to Ling Liang to admire.
Lightning took the photo and looked at it with some dissatisfaction: "Old K, you didn't even invite us when you got married or had a baby. Isn't that outrageous? Do you think we don't have money to buy gifts?"
"There is no other way. How about I make up for it before the regular season?" Lao Wang said with a smile.
"Okay, we will definitely have gifts to make up for it." Lightning smiled.
He handed the photo back and said with a smile: "Dabao is indeed handsome, more like his mother."
"The eyes look like mine, haven't you noticed?" Lao Wang asked anxiously.
"The eyes are not like you, but the nose is like you." Lightning argued.
"Why is it a nose? Look, my forehead is exactly the same as mine. Look again."
"No, it's the back of the head that looks like you."
The two got into a heated discussion, which made some guests nearby curiously come over to join in.
Afterwards, Lao Wang looked for yesterday's newspaper, and there was indeed news about Kobe fighting with someone on the court. This thing is really embarrassing. Is it right to steal the ball from the point guard? It's one thing, but he lost the fight. What's the matter?
Are you qualified to be his apprentice?
On the 21st, with the end of the preseason, the Suns returned to Phoenix.
Kobe followed the team back to the headquarters, and then drove his car to Wang Tiejun's villa. When they met, he shouted: "Master, please teach me martial arts. I was... No, I want to keep fit."
Looking at Kobe's still red left eye, Lao Wang could only press his belly, suppressing a smile and lectured: "Kobe, preseason is an opportunity for those on the fringes to perform. Why are you taking the ball away from others? You are not a bad person.
The breadwinner of the family?
Taking someone's job is like killing your parents, don't do that again, otherwise if you get beaten up outside, I will beat you up again when you come back."
Kobe was stunned. Is this a fake master disguised as an enemy?
"But you can't win a fight. It's really embarrassing for me. Tomorrow you go to the K martial arts gym to sign up for a fighting class and practice your skills." Lao Wang said again.
"Okay." Kobe said excitedly.
"Here, rub it with medicated oil yourself."
Lao Wang threw another small bottle of medicated oil over and asked: "Kobe, are you here?"
Kobe was startled again. This time he didn't even call him master, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old K, you want to exploit me too? I'm your apprentice, don't I get any treatment at all?"
Lao Wang burst out laughing and suddenly cursed: "You idiot, an apprentice is an apprentice and business is business, how can they be confused?"
"miser!"
Kobe muttered.
He is not short of money, because he just signed a 6-year 48 million sneaker contract with Adidas. This contract is larger than Iverson's contract and is the largest sneaker contract among all rookies this year.
This contract makes him very proud and more confident, because it fully proves that he is the best this year.
On the 22nd, the team gathered and the official training camp began before the new season.
At 8:30 in the morning, Wang Tiejun drove to the headquarters.
All his teammates are here, including three fringe players with unguaranteed contracts. Including him, there are a total of fifteen people.
"Hey, old K."
"Boss."
When he entered the training hall, many Suns players shouted, and veterans like Wilkins, Tisdale, and Williams also took the initiative to greet him first.
"Hey, hello."
Lao Wang first greeted the three veterans, and then specifically chatted with Kidd and a few newcomers, except of course Kobe.
After getting more and more familiar with Kobe, he has determined that this guy is just like O'Neal. Although he looks cold and handsome, he is actually sullen on the inside. In fact, when he gets to know him, he is also a talker, the kind of talker who can repeat a sentence over and over a hundred times.
"Rekos, I really hope you can take away Dominic's main position." He first chatted with Rekos Chapman.
Chapman was startled and quickly looked at Wilkins next to him.
Wilkins laughed and didn't care about Lao Wang's words at all.
Last season he was quite comfortable playing the sixth man position for the Suns. The team didn't care about his efficiency, as long as he could score points in the substitute time. But this season he returned to the main position, which is actually not very good.
willing.
Another year has passed, and he feels like he is getting really old. He still feels that it is better to be a substitute. Now he is just trying to catch up, and there is nothing he can do.
"Robert, have you practiced more?" Lao Wang and Horry hugged.
Robert Horry looked like a general, nodded and said: "I practiced extra, I practiced extra three points."
Lao Wang laughed and said, "Then let me give you a nickname. If you practice more every year, you will be called the Phoenix Practice King from now on."
"..."
Horry was confused, what is this?
"Haha..." The people next to him laughed.
"I really practiced more," Horry said quickly.
"Yes, so you are our extra training king." Lightning joked.
Lao Wang extended his hand to Rasheed Wallace next to him and said: "Rashid, I heard Lightning said that you like to communicate with referees, is that true?"
Rasheed Wallace felt proud and thought to himself, is Mr. K expressing dissatisfaction with me?
He hesitated and said: "Old K, there is something wrong with their penalty. I don't think I did anything wrong."
Lao Wang nodded and said: "Remember, Rashid, if you have any dissatisfaction with them, let me and Lightning solve it, because we are the only ones with this power on the court. If you communicate with the referee yourself, it will not only be easy for you to get upset, but also for you to communicate with the referee yourself."
He's also ignoring me and Lightning.
Of course, if one day you become the core or boss of this team, you are also qualified to do that, do you understand?"
"I am your successor."
Before Rasheed Wallace could speak, Kobe Bryant's voice started muttering next to him.
"Shut up!"
Lao Wang glared at Kobe and stared at Rasheed Wallace, waiting for his answer.
His aura was so great that even Wallace's fiery temper was suppressed. Besides, he had no results now, his statistics were not very good, and his temper was not that big. He could only nod and said: "I know.
Yes, old K."
Lao Wang nodded, opened Kobe's hand who was about to shake his hand, walked to Kidd, stretched out his hand and said: "Jason, how do you feel about being the substitute for the Lightning?"
"I feel like my good days are far away from me. I can no longer drive a good car, be a boss, and have no hope in life."
Kidd slandered, with a smile on his face, and said: "It is an honor for me to be able to serve as a substitute for the Lightning. I remember when I watched him compete with Magic Johnson, he was my idol."
Lao Wang smiled and nodded. As long as everyone has a decent face, it doesn't matter what they think in their hearts. It's just the beginning. These thorns and other things should be adjusted slowly. Anyway, the Suns will never allow any 3J combination to appear. Who?
Anyone who dares to rebel will be sold with a straw mark on them all.
But he still had to say what needed to be said. He said to Kidd: "Jason, do you like shooting three-pointers?"
"God, are you going to take away my three-point shot?"
Kidd was stunned, "Boss, this is my hobby on the court, just let me go?"
Lao Wang smiled and said: "You are a point guard, not a shooting guard. The shooting rate of the shooting guard can be lower, and that's okay, but the point guard cannot. Remember, don't waste three-pointers here."
"Old K, you mean I can shoot wildly?" Kobe became excited instantly.
"Pfft!" Someone in the team couldn't hold it back and laughed.
Lao Wang stared at Kobe fiercely, you still want to waste money under me, believe it or not, I will kill you in the bathroom?
"Old K, here we come."
"Coming."
At this time, Lightning changed his equipment and came out of the locker room and came over for a fist bump.
Colangelo Jr. and Danny Ainge just happened to come in from the outside.
Everyone looked at the team together, and the old assistant coach Lewis sighed: "We started rebuilding after playing in the finals in 1993. Three years have passed, and now there are finally more young people, and it looks like rebuilding."
Nelson Jr. said: "The first-year rookie Kobe, the second-year Rasheed Wallace, the third-year Kidd, the fourth-year Robert Horry, plus the old K, five young people, exactly five positions.
, a complete young lineup, as long as they can grow up, if the Suns can retain three of them in the future, they can use it for many years without major repairs, just make appropriate repairs."
Colangelo Jr. called Lao Wang and Lightning over, pointed at Danny Ainge and said with a smile: "Old K, Lightning, let me formally introduce Danny Ainge, the new head coach of the Suns."
"Danny, congratulations." Lao and Wang smiled.
"Thank you, Old K, Lightning. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
Danny Ainge knew that this was only temporary, but no matter what, it was an important step in his coaching career, so he was very happy.
Then he turned back and pointed at a middle-aged white man in his forties and introduced: "This is my new assistant coach, Mike D'Antoni. He is responsible for building the team's offensive tactics.
Mike is also a former NBA player. After retiring, he went to Italy to coach. He has rich experience and was just poached by me."
"Hello, Mr. D'Antoni." Lao Wang said.
D'Antoni smiled and shook hands and said: "Old K, Lightning, I'm happy to cooperate with you. Just call me Mike."
Next, the new coaching team officially met with the players. Head coach Danny Ainge said a few words, Colangelo Jr. said a few words to encourage morale, and finally, as the team leader, Wang Tiejun also said a few words on behalf of the team.
sentence.
The new season will start on November 1st. In the next few days, the Suns will conduct tactical adjustments within the team.
Danny Ainge has not made any major tactical changes, and still sticks to the traditional center tactics. There is a giant beast in the team, and only this tactic is the most suitable.
"When there is an offensive killer in the low post, the offense will become very simple."
When Wang Tiejun watched Wang Tiejun once again pressure substitute center Williams and easily hit a basket and a hook shot in the next step, he smiled and said to several assistant coaches.
Nelson Jr. said: "Danny, have you noticed in the past few days that Old K's finishing style has changed a lot. The number of dunks has been significantly reduced, and hook attacks have increased a lot."
Danny Ainge nodded and said: "That's right. With his height, although dunking is easy and does not require jumping too high, it will still cause greater wear and tear on the body and make him more susceptible to injury.
Moreover, his finishing skills such as hook shots are also very good. They are all first-class, even top-notch. His shooting rate is not much lower than directly attacking the basket. He is still very efficient among low-post players, one of the best in the league, and only O'Neal can do it.
Compare it with Lao K."
Lewis lamented: "The biggest change is the low post attack. Sideways attacks are almost gone. A large number of back strikes and sitting strikes have been added. Low post attack techniques have become more flexible and changeable.
Old K made changes in time, and he has a great grasp of technology. I think there is a top low-post offensive technology trainer hidden behind him that we don't know about."
"Haha..." Several people laughed.
Nelson Jr. said: "Although the low post shot after the change is not as terrifying as before, there are benefits. Today's technology does not consume as much physical energy as before, and Old K can devote more energy to
In other aspects, by helping the team more comprehensively and improving his overall performance, he will appear more versatile."
Little Colangelo was also on the side, feeling relieved at this moment.
Originally, he had been worried that the introduction of Law K would place great restrictions on Old K. If he could not adapt and make changes, it would be terrible. The future of the team was completely tied to Old K.
But now it turns out that he thought too much and didn't need the team's trainers to do any work at all. Old K made the best changes by himself.
D'Antoni has been silent. As a newcomer, he has to listen and watch more to slowly integrate into the team.
And it's obvious that he needs to have a good relationship with Old K, otherwise he won't be able to make it in this team.
As a coach, he also has his own coaching style and tactical style.
He is a person who advocates small ball style and pays attention to teamwork. He is somewhat similar to Old Nelson. In a tactic, he must try to mobilize the strength of all players, rather than others watching a certain player play alone, but now his tactical style is still
It's a bit vague, not yet formed, and is in its infancy.
Therefore, he does not like the center tactics that Danny Ainge has been working on in the past few days, which is completely based on Old K. He thinks it is too rigid and does not fully mobilize everyone's strength. Old K's tactical status is too high, and the proportion of
Too big.
However, he can't come up with better tactics for the time being, because he can't touch Old K's tactical position, otherwise he will probably leave immediately.