Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 337 A Devout Good Child
After playing the Trail Blazers at home on the 29th, the Knicks can take a breather until April 2nd, when they will begin their final three-game road trip of the season.

The team rarely gets three days of rest.

Tangsen handed over the team's work to Tederski.

With the season nearing its end and the focus of training shifting back to maintaining athletic performance, Tang Sen's workload has become much lighter.

Tang Sen specifically took the time to fly to Oklahoma City.

Tangsen couldn't ignore what Stern had mentioned to him.

On the 31st, the McDonald's All-Star Game will be held at the Ford Center in Oklahoma City.

Dwight Howard will represent the Eastern Conference.

Tang Sen took the opportunity to see the kid for himself.

Tang Sen got a copy of his high school game footage from the scouting department and watched it.

Just as I had guessed, he had no skills whatsoever, only a body.

But his talent was still obvious to the naked eye, so Tang Sen decided to go and see for himself whether this kid was worth the effort to cultivate.

Especially since he wants to follow Kwame Brown's path, Tangsen also needs to see if this kid is compatible with him.

Tang Sen has always felt that Brown's success was not only due to his talent and the support of his own system, but also related to Brown himself.

He came from a poor background, but he was ambitious enough to train and change his and his family's lives.

He was born in a slum, but his family protected him well.

Compared to other NBA players with similar backgrounds, he was a complete novice.

Then he met Tang Sen, who influenced him in terms of personality and character, so he became incredibly hardworking and focused.

So he succeeded.

If Howard doesn't have these qualities and is arrogant and conceited because of his talent, then Tang Sen should give up on him as soon as possible and not waste his time on him.

That evening, at the Ford Center.

Two groups of young men had already gathered, and everyone was in high spirits.

This was their first time playing in such a luxurious arena, with nearly 18,000 spectators in attendance.

Most importantly, it was broadcast live across the entire United States.

With a shaved head, a youthful and innocent look, and even braces, Howard was excitedly discussing with his new friend, JR Smith from New Jersey, that he had just seen Pat Riley.

For Howard, Pat Riley was a big shot in the NBA.

As they were excitedly discussing, Eastern Conference coach Drew Joyce entered, called out Howard's name, and pointed outside, indicating that someone was looking for him.

Howard rushed out the door.

Outside the changing room, there was also a bald man standing.

Aaron Goodwin.

With the draft market booming, Howard has decided to enter the draft.

Of course, Goodwin's instigation was also indispensable.

When the two met, Goodwin impressed Howard with just one sentence.

He said he wants Howard to become the next LeBron James.

“Mr. Goodwin, what brings you here? You know what? I just saw Pat Riley!” Howard excitedly shared his experience.

Goodwin nodded casually. Pat Riley, he'd seen him too.

But not important.

Goodwin pulled Howard aside and whispered, "Dwight, your chance has come. Do you know who's coming today?"

"It's Tang Sen!"

His eyes gleamed with excitement as he said, “I don’t know why he’s here, but you should know who he is. He’s the best trainer on the planet, with the magic to turn lead into gold.”

"Kid, if he can praise you a couple of times, then I can guarantee you that you will definitely become the top scholar."

Goodwin learned from the organizing committee that Tang Sen was coming today.

He didn't know why Tangsen came; in his memory, Tangsen wasn't interested in rookies and only trained star players.

Just like last year, they didn't give James a chance at all.

But whatever the reason, Tang Sen arrived.

Tang Sen was the best talent scout; a single word from him could even determine Howard's draft stock.

"So you must do your best today, understand?" Goodwin instructed.

Howard nodded blankly.

Of course he knew of Tang Sen's reputation, especially since Goodwin had mentioned him many times, telling him more than once that it was a pity, saying that if he could have Tang Sen train him, his chances of becoming the top scorer would have been guaranteed.

Even after entering the league, he could immediately become a superstar like Kwame Brown.

Not to mention that Howard is from Georgia, and he knows the legendary story of Kwame Brown.

"Sir, may I tell someone about this?"

Howard asked a strange question.

Goodwin didn't understand what that meant.

Howard said, "I mean, can I tell people that Don will be here, and then tell them to do their best too?"

For example, a friend you just met.

Goodwin's gaze grew increasingly strange, but he wasn't surprised that Howard would say such a thing.

Because this kid is too naive.

Goodwin had thoroughly investigated this kid.

When Dwight Howard was a child, instead of a poster of a basketball star, there was a framed replica of a cross and the Ten Commandments hanging above his bed.

He is a devout believer. He attends Bible study classes on Tuesdays, youth seminars on Fridays, and church services on Sundays.

He prays twice a day, morning and evening, and if you ask him about his favorite book, it will definitely be the Bible.

This guy is even a virgin.

A high school basketball prodigy, a star player at school—it's almost unbelievable.

"It's best not to," Goodwin said after thinking for a moment.

Howard responded with an "oh," a mixture of guilt and excitement flickering deep in his eyes.

Goodwin noticed it and shook his head inwardly with a sigh.

Without a doubt, Howard is a good kid, a well-behaved kid.

But at his age, he was going through puberty and was restless, so Goodwin, after getting to know Howard, felt that Howard had an impulse to do bad things.

Or, like other teenagers of the same age, do the things that teenagers like to do.

Goodwin saw this and used some tactics, such as taking Howard to see luxurious parties and play with all kinds of trendy electronic products, which easily won him over and got him to sign a contract with him.

In this respect, Goodwin felt that Howard was much easier to control.

Unlike James, who is too opinionated and mature beyond his years, Goodwin sometimes couldn't figure out what James was thinking.

After giving Howard his instructions, Goodwin immediately went to the court to find Tangsen.

When he arrived, Tang Sen had already been spotted and was sitting next to Pat Riley, the two of them talking.

Goodwin hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and greeted them.

At least I'm one of the top agents in the league now.

Unfortunately, I was turned away.

Tang Sen and Riley exchanged a few simple pleasantries with him before returning to their original topic.

Goodwin could only leave awkwardly.

"Tang, tell me, which player are you guys eyeing?" Riley didn't mince words and asked directly.

The two of them were just talking about the summer training camp.

Riley mentioned Milicic, saying that the big man was excellent and exceptionally talented, and hoped that Townsend could help develop him properly.

They also discussed Milicic's future development.

Without a doubt, Riley still wanted to turn him into Garnett.

When the Knicks played the Heat, Tang Sen had some impression of Milicic.

He's big enough and athletic, and compared to white players, he's more explosive.

It requires a certain amount of talent.

But it hasn't reached the top level of explosiveness among Black people.

It seems a bit difficult to get him to develop in the same direction as Garnett.

Instead, he should gain weight appropriately and follow the traditional white big man route, which is to play inside and shoot from the outside.

However, it was just a casual chat; how things actually develop is something for Xia Tian to worry about.

Then Riley asked Tang Sen why he had come.

He thought the Knicks had their eye on a certain player and had sent Townsend over to scout him.

The Knicks also have a first-round pick this year.

In the previous trade involving Myers, the Knicks swapped their first-round pick with the Kings.

At the time, the king thought he had struck gold and believed that the Knicks would take several more years to take off.

Who knew that in just two seasons, the Knicks would be on track to win the championship with an undefeated record.

That would be a huge loss to trade that first-round pick.

Tang Sen laughed and said, "I'm not a scout; scouting players isn't my job."

Tang Sen naturally wouldn't say what he came for.

Riley's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed, "Don, you didn't come here for Sebastian, did you?"

"Who?"

Tang Sen was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

Riley's expression was strange, and he felt that Tang Sen's reaction didn't seem fake.

"It's Sebastian Telfair. You're in New York, don't tell me you haven't heard of him."

This guy is a super basketball prodigy from New York, Stephon Marbury's cousin, and was once considered on par with LeBron James.

Standing at 1.83 meters tall, he was once dubbed the next Allen Iverson by the New York Times because of his explosive power and incredible speed.

Unfortunately, Tang Sen didn't really pay much attention to him.

They're too busy dealing with the Knicks to have time to care about a high school student.

Seeing Tang Sen shake his head and deny everything, Riley shut up as well.

He knew that Tang Sen was very tight-lipped.

But after thinking it over, he figured it must be because of Telfair.

Who can blame him when he's a local New York basketball prodigy?

As they were talking, the players from both teams took to the field.

Tang Sen sat on the sidelines, not reacting much, but his gaze had already fallen on the tall, somewhat thin boy.

Dwight Howard.

Let me see just how talented this kid really is.

(End of this chapter)