Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 419 Can't beat them, absolutely can't beat them.

During the regular season, Bynum's news was only a temporary buzz, as the teams' focus remained on the games.

In Metuqin.

It was the weekend, and as usual, Bynum stayed in his room, tinkering with his gadgets that McCoy couldn't understand.

The key is that the child himself isn't in a hurry.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to change one's destiny was presented to him, yet he acted as if nothing had happened.

If you follow McCoy's suggestion, you should proactively contact the media and get on camera; maybe Townsend will see reports about you.

Alternatively, they could train hard, seize the time to improve their skills, and then score more points and play better in the game.

What if Tang Sen changes his mind?

Opportunities are there, they won't fall from the sky; you have to work hard for them.

Thinking of this, McCoy rushed into Bynum's room, grabbed him by the ear, and dragged him out.

He then called Corey and asked him to take Bynum to the yard for training.

“Mom, it’s the weekend,” Bynum muttered.

McCoy, exasperated, pulled his ear again and then analyzed for him how to impress Tang Sen.

After hearing this, Bynum said somewhat indignantly, "He doesn't want me, so why should I beg him?"

What's wrong with begging him?

McCoy glared at him. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What was wrong with humbly begging for help?

"Also, you must correct your attitude. If you have the opportunity to train with Tang, you must respect him, otherwise I will kill you," McCoy admonished.

She knew that Bynum was only 17 years old, had no experience in society, and was not mature enough.

If you've ever experienced the harsh realities of society, you'll understand just how rare such an opportunity is.

But precisely because he is too young, nothing he says now will make a difference.

The only solution is to keep an eye on him.

In McCoy's opinion, this was an opportunity he couldn't miss no matter what.

Thinking of this, before Bynum could refute, McCoy grabbed him and pulled him into the yard, personally overseeing his training.

In front of his mother, Bynum dared not disobey and obediently practiced ball with his brother.

While I was practicing, someone knocked on the door.

McCoy opened the door and was pleasantly surprised to find Connors there.

"good afternoon."

Connors greeted him with a smile.

McCoy quickly invited him in, poured him tea, and nervously inquired about Connors's purpose for coming.

Connors simply pulled a contract out of his briefcase and pushed it in front of McCoy.

McCoy quickly picked it up to examine it.

It is a brokerage agency agreement.

Connors, looking confident, handed over a pen: "Sign him, and I guarantee Andrew can train with Don. I told you last time that Don and I are friends, very good friends."

McCoy was excited, but he forced himself to remain calm and asked a few questions.

For example, how can she ensure that if she fails to do so, she hopes to be able to terminate the contract?

Secondly, what about the money?

Townsend wouldn't train Bynum for free.

However, they are currently finding it difficult to afford training fees as high as one million.

"You don't need to worry about the money. The training fee is 300,000 per month, starting from January and continuing until September, which is 2.7 million."

"Once Andrew becomes the number one pick, you guys will cover half of the cost, and the team that drafts Andrew will pay the other half."

Connors doesn't come for no reason.

After careful consideration, especially after speaking with Stern, Tangsen decided to take on Bynum.

As for the expenses, the old method still applies: the players and the team each bear half of the cost.

Buy on credit first.

Anyway, he'll definitely make it to the NBA and make money.

Then, as a friend, Tangsen would certainly not let Connors suffer any losses. As long as Bynum chooses Connors as his agent, he can train with him.

"Sign the contract, believe me, Andrew is the next star."

Connors handed over the pen again, his tone so confident it brooked no refusal.

Bynum has signed.

McCoy is a very proactive person. She immediately started looking for a house in New York and planned to move to Long Island to make it easier for Bynum to train.

Of course, the school can't be neglected either. Like Howard, I talked to the school, and they said that as long as I pass the final exam, it will be fine.

She hired a tutor and even quit her job to accompany Bynum full-time during his training and supervise him so he wouldn't slack off.

Tang Sen let her be.

All I care about is the results. If his mother's supervision ensures good results, then there's no problem.

As for the development plan, Tang Sen has a wealth of experience with interior players, so we can proceed step by step.

Meanwhile, the regular season is still in full swing.

After a period of adjustment, the Suns have found the winning formula.

Each player performed their duties, sparking a fast-break wave throughout the league and propelling them further down the path to the championship.

Throughout January, up to January 23rd, they won 11 out of 13 matches.

They only lost to the Wizards and the Spurs.

With this wave of victories, they surged to third place in the Western Conference.

Only behind the Spurs and Lakers.

Such a record has led various media outlets to no longer describe the Suns as a Western Conference bottom-feeder or a rebuilding team, but as a championship-caliber team.

After defeating the Nets on the 23rd, the Knicks embarked on a six-game road trip in the Eastern Conference.

Their first game is against the Knicks.

D'Antoni took this game extremely seriously.

The competition between the East and West is fierce, with one championship contender after another emerging.

But the real boss is still the Knicks.

So far this season, the Knicks have a record of 33 wins and 6 losses, and are still the undisputed number one team in the league.

Most importantly, D'Antoni harbors a deep-seated ambition to win a championship.

If you want to win the championship, how can you do it without going up against the Knicks?

In the away team's locker room.

Ray Allen couldn't help but call out to Howard, "Dwight, what are you doing?"

Howard paced back and forth in the locker room, muttering to himself.

That reaction was just like that of a husband waiting outside the delivery room.

Howard didn't say anything, then suddenly lay down and started doing push-ups.

Ray Allen was dumbfounded.

Nash guessed the reason and said, "Dwight, you're not afraid of going up against Yao, are you?"

Howard stopped, instinctively wanting to retort that he wasn't afraid, but he swallowed the words back and said, "He's Yao."

The world's best center.

When I trained with Tang Sen, I saw Yao Ming score at will on the court for the first time.

That shock is still unforgettable.

He once boasted to Ethan that he would one day defeat Yao Ming.

But when that day actually arrived, Howard couldn't help but feel afraid.

Marion grinned mischievously and said, "It's okay, Dwight. We didn't expect you to beat Yao anyway."

Howard's thought process is quite different from that of ordinary people.

Upon hearing this, he was not angry at all; on the contrary, his mood improved.

"Yeah, I couldn't beat him anyway."

It's estimated that D'Antoni never intended to defeat Yao Ming.

What's there to worry about?

Even Shaq couldn't beat him, so it's normal for him to have a bad performance.

But then Howard pursed his lips and said, "However, I'm not so easy to deal with either."

He even got arrogant, thinking about giving Yao Ming a surprise later.

He's at least the fourth-best center in the world, or more accurately, a top-tier center aiming for third.

However, after the game started at 7:30.

With the very first basket, Howard witnessed firsthand what it means to be the world's best center.

Yao Ming sat down in the paint against Howard and reached out for the ball.

It was as stable as the Empire State Building. Howard thought he was incredibly strong, but he just couldn't budge it.

The next moment, the ball was lobbed in.

In an instant, Howard sensed that Yao Ming was about to turn towards the top of the court and instinctively shifted his center of gravity.

Then he secretly thought, "Oh no!"

be cheated.

Yao Ming feinted, then skillfully turned and moved towards the baseline. His broad body and unparalleled strength easily brushed Howard behind him.

He took a step and slammed the ball down with a powerful dunk.

Howard's face immediately turned pale.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all.

(End of this chapter)