Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 198 What gives me the right to underestimate my opponent?

In Los Angeles, thanks to reporters, everyone immediately learned of Yao Ming's astonishing stats of 39 points and 13 rebounds after the evening practice.

"Tang, did you secretly give Yao extra training? Otherwise, how could he be so strong?"

Garnett, who was lying on the massage bed, couldn't help but ask Tang Sen.

Under FIBA ​​rules, which make the paint more crowded, they are still facing star-level centers like Jermaine O'Neal and Ben Wallace.

Garnett felt that he would have to be in top form to achieve those stats.

Others nodded.

I just think it's exaggerated.

"Don't even mention you guys, I think it's an exaggeration too," Tang Sen shrugged.

Tang Sen knew that Yao Ming's skills were highly developed.

Therefore, during training, Tang Sen always made him focus on physical training.

Only when he has a good physique can he bring out his full potential.

Actually, Tang Sen was a little worried when he saw Yao Ming off.

I'm afraid Yao Ming hasn't adapted to the physical improvements yet.

In retrospect, such worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Even so, Tang Sen still found it unbelievable.

After all, they were facing the Dream Team.

Tang Sen initially thought that getting 20 points and 10 rebounds would be great, which is the level Yao Ming should be at now.

Can it be as fast as 40 minutes?
All I can say is that Yao Ming played incredibly hard in this game, and his performance was phenomenal.

Regardless, with this game over, Yao Ming is truly poised to become a household name.

All doubts and suspicions about him will be shattered.

The key point is that he still has room for improvement.

Coming to his senses, Tang Sen said, "So, every one of you, train hard. I hope you can all be as strong as Yao Ming in the new season."

Kobe didn't say anything, but just gave a thumbs up to indicate that there was no problem.

Not to mention Tang Sen's anticipation, he himself was also looking forward to it.

Because of this game, there were significantly more reporters waiting outside the stadium.

It also affected Tang Sen.

Tang Ling didn't need to apply for a transfer to New York; the Dolan family's American cable television company poached her directly and gave her a lucrative job in the public relations department.

This is clearly a gesture of goodwill, a desire for me to stay in New York.

Tang Sen could only say he was very satisfied with this, and his complaints about Leiden's haphazard deals decreased considerably.

However, Tang Sen couldn't worry about that right now.

A scream suddenly rang out on the training field, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

It's Stoudemire.

He drove to the basket against the defense of his practice partner, but fell to the floor upon landing.

Hall, who was nearby, rushed over immediately.

The sparring partner was terrified and nervously explained that he hadn't made any unnecessary movements.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Hall offered a reassuring remark. He had clearly seen from the side that Stoudemire had made a forced change of direction during his rapid advance, resulting in insufficient power and causing him to lose control of his body upon landing, twisting his right ankle.

The crowd quickly gathered around.

Tedsky immediately knelt down in front of Stoudemire and anxiously asked him how his ankle felt.

"I...I won't get hurt, will I?"

Stoudemire, only 19 years old, was clearly terrified. His face turned pale, and he looked around at everyone, his voice trembling with nervousness.

He knew how terrible injuries could be.

Especially when Hill, who was ill, was in the training camp.

Since they both played for the Wizards, the two became very close and often chatted together.

Stoudemire could feel Hill's frustration and resentment after two seasons of injury and two years of being sidelined off the court.

So he was afraid, really afraid.

Hill was also extremely nervous and squatted down beside Stoudemire, constantly comforting him.

"I don't think it's a big problem."

After examining the area, Tedsky looked up and said, "But just to be on the safe side, we can go to the hospital for an X-ray."

Tang Sen nodded, "That's how it should be."

Although Tang Sen had quickly checked the system, he noticed that some muscles and ligaments in Stoudemire's right ankle had turned a deep yellow.

However, no serious injuries such as lacerations occurred.

So Tang Sen knew there was no problem, but Stoudemire wouldn't feel at ease without going to the hospital for an X-ray.

Tang Sen simply stopped the training.

Since I'm not here and there's no system boost, I might as well go back to the hotel and get some rest.

Then Tangsen and Tedsky took Stoudemire to the hospital.

Hill insisted on coming along and kept comforting Stoudemire on the way.

Tang Sen silently observed Stoudemire.

The injury was certainly an accident, but Tangsen sensed that Stoudemire had been acting strangely in the past few days.

He was too aggressive in training.

I mentioned to myself a few days ago that I felt the training intensity was not enough and wanted to increase it.

He was the first to proactively suggest increasing the amount of training.

Tang Sen naturally refused him.

You could sense that he was holding back a lot of energy and was training with all his might.

I just asked Hall about what happened, and from what I heard, it seemed like he forced himself to do it under extremely difficult circumstances.

This situation is prone to unexpected events.

I rushed to the hospital and quickly had X-rays taken.

"Amare, should I contact Kelly or Bernie?"

While waiting for the test results, Tang Sen asked.

Stoudemire is currently training alone in Los Angeles.

His mother went to prison again after fleeing to New York, and his younger brother Marwan was still being cared for by Hayes.

"Need not."

Stoudemire quickly shook his head, clearly not wanting anyone to worry.

He sat in his wheelchair, nervously biting his fingernails, as if he were waiting for a verdict in court.

Tang Sen sat down next to him, thought for a moment, and said, "Amaré, I know you're working hard, wanting to succeed, and wanting to change your life."

Like Brown, Stoudemire is eager to change his life through playing basketball.

"But you can't rush it, you have to take it slowly."

Training hard is fine, but even with the system's bonuses, you still have to take it one step at a time.

"I know, but..."

Stoudemire pursed his lips and didn't continue.

Yao Ming's success both spurred him on and inspired him.

"Sir, but I don't have time."

Stoudemire looked up.

"What do you mean?"

Tang Sen was startled.

Does that sound like you have a terminal illness?

No, there was no notification from the system.

Stoudemire hesitated for a moment, then said, "There's only one month left before the new season starts, and then I won't be able to train with you anymore. I only have this one month left, and I wanted to work harder, but who knew..."

He clutched his knees in pain.

If I get seriously injured, I'm finished.

Tang Sen rolled his eyes.

Why are you breathing so heavily when you talk? It's terrifying!

However, there's really no way to deal with this.

As soon as the training camp ends, he will be reporting to the Wizards.

"It's okay, Kevin is pretty good too."

It refers to Wizards' head trainer Kevin Johnson, whom Tangsen met during a brief trip to Washington last year.

To become the head trainer of an NBA team, one must clearly have some skills.

“Besides, there’s Tim,” Tang Sen added.

Don't forget about Jordan. He should be willing to contribute his personal trainer to develop rookies.

Stoudemire gave a wry smile. He had never met either of them, but he felt they were far inferior to Tang Sen.

Just then, the doctor arrived.

Sure enough, it wasn't a big problem; a few days of rest would be enough.

"Amare, you scared me to death." Hill was truly startled; having experienced such a serious injury, he was terrified at the mere mention of it.

Who wasn't startled?

Tang Sen patted Stoudemire on the shoulder speechlessly.

I don't have time left!
"Let's go back and watch the game." Tang Sen glanced at his watch and gestured for everyone to leave.

Today is August 29th, the first day of the World Championships.

The match between China and Germany will be held at 5:30 pm.

Then there's the match between the United States and Algeria.

Because of Yao Ming's popularity, several television stations in the United States chose to broadcast the Chinese team's games live.

This is absolutely unprecedented.

You should know that American fans only watch the NBA, and at most the Olympics.

Who watches the World Championships?

However, with Yao Ming around, Tang Sen should at least offer some support from afar.

Back at the hotel, in the media room, the competition was about to begin.

Sure enough, there weren't many spectators at the scene.

"It's a pity Sean didn't come, otherwise I really wanted to see who was better, him or Yao," Houston said.

It refers to Sean Bradley, who is 2.29 meters tall.

Following the German Super Cup in mid-August, German national team coach Hendrik Dietmann was forced to drop Bradley.

Because the German Basketball Association had already purchased a $20 insurance policy for Nowitzki, they were unwilling to pay for Bradley's insurance as well.

They opted to bring along another renowned German center forward, Patrick Femmerlin, who plays for Olympiacos.

This guy is 2.16 meters tall, has average athletic ability but excellent technique, and also has the skill of passing the ball inside the box.

"Are you kidding me, Alan? Believe me, Yao can beat Sean so badly he can't take care of himself," Garnett joked.

Bradley, that skinny stick, could never withstand Yao Ming.

Tang Sen sat down and looked at Yao Ming, who was standing around Wang Fei, on the television screen.

I took a quick look at the news reports and group assignments for the World Championships. Since the group stage results carry over to the second round, this match should be crucial for the Chinese team in Group C.

At the game, Wang Fei was clearly aware of this and repeatedly reminded everyone to focus on attacking Yao Ming.

Yao Ming's ability to create threats in the paint, score himself, draw defenders, and pass the ball creates opportunities for the perimeter.

Yao Ming nodded slightly and looked across the room.

His gaze fell on Nowitzki.

With his wild blond hair, he's no ordinary basketball star.

At the same time, German coach Dietmann was also reminding everyone to be careful of Yao Ming.

"Guys, that guy scored 39 points against the Dream Team, you should know how terrifying he is. Patrick, especially you, don't underestimate him, don't treat him like a rookie, he's very good and mature."

Dietman stared at Femorin and reminded him.

Femorin nodded, both amused and exasperated.

underestimate the enemy?

Only someone who's out of their mind would underestimate their opponent.

He can't even make it to the NBA, while others can already dominate players like Jermaine O'Neal. What gives him the right to underestimate his opponents?

"Dirk, you have to help me."

Femorin whispered to Nowitzki beside him, he didn't want to get blown up and lose face.

Nowitzki thought for a moment and said, "I'll try my best."

During that warm-up game, Dietman showed them a video, and Nowitzki was genuinely shocked by Yao Ming's performance.

Neither Ben Wallace nor Jermaine O'Neal would be easy for me to handle.

As a result, they were repeatedly outplayed by Yao Ming.

And there's Skyhook!

Nowitzki was completely numb.

Tang Sen must be incredibly skilled to have enabled Yao Ming to master the skyhook.

Actually, during the summer, Nowitzki also wanted to stay in the United States to see if he could go to Townsend's million-dollar club to improve himself.

It's because the people of Dallas always call him a softie, so he wants to tough it out.

Unfortunately, I couldn't refuse the national team call-up.

Now that he sees Yao Ming's significant progress, he's starting to regret his actions.

The game is on.

Yao Ming dribbled the basketball away and immediately ran towards the frontcourt restricted area.

Femorin tried to pester him, but he couldn't stop him at all.

Not only is he shorter than Yao Ming, but he's also lighter, weighing only 116 kilograms.

Most importantly, he never relied on strength when playing in Europe; he relied on technique.

Facing Yao Ming, who weighs a full 136 kilograms, was really a bit of a challenge for him.

Clearly, the German team learned from their experience, choosing to press high on the Chinese team's perimeter, then collapse their defense, with their forwards sweeping and disrupting passes to Yao Ming.

No matter how great Yao Ming is, what good is he if he can't catch the ball?

Wang Fei must have anticipated this situation, so he made some arrangements.

If the ball can't be passed in, then the outside shooters can shoot freely.

Then let Yao Ming fight for offensive rebounds and launch second-chance opportunities.

Or you could go even further and throw it directly onto the backboard for Yao Ming to catch in an alley-oop.

Over the past few days, Wang Fei has truly discovered that Yao Ming's athletic ability is much stronger than it was in China, and he is also confident in completing alley-oops.

Gong Xiaobin provided a screen, and Li Nan immediately scored a three-pointer.

Yao Ming immediately exerted his strength and accurately blocked Femorin behind him.

With a clang, it didn't go in.

Yao Ming leaped up, grabbed the rebound over Fimmerlin, landed, slightly lowered his waist and exerted force, and slammed the ball into the basket with both hands.

Femorin reached out and tried to pull him back, but failed.

Yao Ming's two-handed dunk somehow managed to recreate a bit of the unstoppable power of Shaquille O'Neal's dunks under the basket.

2 plus 1!

Femorin raised his hand, his face full of helplessness.

It was only the first ball, and they couldn't stop it even after committing a foul.

Crucially, the opponent also managed to grab the offensive rebound.

He didn't need to turn around to know how angry Dietman was.

He turned to look at Nowitzki and gave him a look.

Help me!
He stepped to the free-throw line and calmly sank the shot.

Los Angeles.

Garnett immediately pointed at the TV screen and said, "See? They can't stop Yao."

Tang Sen nodded silently.

Looking back now, the strategy we used to develop Yao Ming was definitely the right one.

First, lose weight to adjust muscle size, then gain weight to improve athletic ability and strength, focusing on physical training.

Once he develops his physique, his skills will be sufficient to handle the current stage of the competition.

We did not go down the wrong road.

So what next?

He became the Knicks' head trainer and will continue to be responsible for Yao Ming's training.

How can we make Yao Ming even more unstoppable?

His footwork training paid off; his low-post offensive skills are now sufficient.

He should refine his skills and improve them, but he could also consider trying to develop a special move.

Because once you enter the NBA, your opponents will do everything they can to study you and target you. Only by having a special skill can you go further.

Putting aside the skyhook, that takes practice to master.

Rabbit hopping?
Tang Sen thought it was unlikely.

At his height, practicing bunny hops is too difficult for him.

What other low-position tricks are there?

Tang Sen saw Garnett in the front row, talking non-stop.

A turnaround jump shot?

Yao Ming knows this move, but it's not accurate enough, so he doesn't use it often.

With his height, if he were to turn and shoot, it would be very difficult to defend against him.

Lost in thought, I realized the first quarter was already halfway through.

As Yao Ming powered up to the basket, he drew another foul from Femorin.

Dietman looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh on the sidelines.

That's fucking unbelievable! It's only been half a quarter and Fimmer already has three fouls.

If they keep playing like this, they might have to leave the game after just one quarter.

(End of this chapter)