NBA, Yao Ming is back!

Chapter 109 True geniuses are persistent; it is suggested to increase the intensity (Fourth update)

Philadelphia 76ers.

Head coach's office.

Working overtime.

The four assistant coaches were standing obediently to the side at this moment.

Watching Larry Brown allocate his time.

Playing time needs to be roughly calculated, which is also something the coaching staff needs to do.

This era loves to manipulate the main force wildly.

In addition, there are indeed many people with good physical fitness right now.

They're all used to playing with injuries, and doing so in this situation doesn't seem to have many drawbacks. After all, what do drawbacks have to do with me?

As a coach, I enjoyed the youth of these athletes.

That's enough.

Things to do when you get old.

We'll talk about that when we're old.

Young bodies aren't just loved by older men.

Even veteran coaches love young, fit bodies.

"Monteros, this big tank, let's set his playing time at under 20 minutes for now. Hopefully he can withstand the pressure and get 10 rebounds, just like he said."

In fact, let alone 10 rebounds, this guy's average has been declining ever since he started getting 9 rebounds.

The most alarming thing is that, as a seven-foot center, his field goal percentage this year is less than 4%.

You read that right, the basic shooting percentage is only 39.5%.

Their free throw percentage was even lower at 36%.

If he weren't seven feet tall, with a 270-pound physique to carry him into the NBA, he'd probably be aiming for 290 pounds by now.

There was absolutely no place for him.

However, now is the era of stockpiling heavyweight centers; there are just too many powerful centers.

He still has a market.

Then there's the giant spoon, Witherspoon.

Larry Brown looked at him, at his round face, and asked, "Has he lost weight? Didn't I tell you to tell him to lose weight during the offseason?"

He said he had lost 2 pounds.

Mark Genter is one of the four assistant coaches this year, and he is mainly responsible for the players' physical control.

Hearing this, he himself was somewhat speechless.

Who told him to lose 20 pounds when he made a gesture of two?

As a result, they only lost 2 pounds.

They're practically fooling him into thinking he's Japanese too.

"Lost two pounds? I bet you didn't drink much water that day. Going to the bathroom once would have made you lose more than two pounds."

"If you can't even control your weight, why play for so long? 20 minutes is enough."

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"We'll talk about when we lose weight."

Larry Brown's decisive move reduced a player who averaged over 36 minutes per game last season to just over 20 minutes.

Playing time is crucial for a player; if you don't get enough playing time, it's difficult to rack up enough stats.

If you don't have enough data, it will be very difficult to get big contracts.

That player definitely wouldn't agree.

But the head coach won't say this himself; it's enough for the assistant coach to explain it.

Mark Genter said, "Isn't the playing time a bit too short? For a key player, this amount of playing time—"

"Oh, right, as a key player, this kind of playing time is really not good, so—"

Larry Brown waved his hand again.

He was moved directly from the starting lineup to the bench, and someone said, "Your suggestion is very good. Tell him to play as a substitute. Playing as a substitute for more than 20 minutes is already a long time."

Mark Gynt: ————

Wouldn't that make things even harder to say?

And the way you've put it makes it sound like I suggested he play as a substitute.

Who can I complain to about being wronged?

Then there's Jim Jackson, a heavy small forward who Larry Brown gave more than 30 minutes of playing time.

Then, seeing the next name, everyone initially thought Brown would have a tough time, but to everyone's surprise, after seeing the name, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately began to write a large circle with his brush:

40 minutes.

what?

40 minutes? Really?

Why give him so much time? Even more than last year.

The assistant coach looked somewhat confused.

It seems like Stackhouse has fallen out of favor this year. Could I have misunderstood him?

Is Larry Brown going to support Jordan's junior from North Carolina?

Before the four could speak, they heard Grandpa Brown mutter to himself, explaining the situation to them.

"Give him more playing time, and let him rack up more points during that time."

"Then our coaching staff will join in the praise."

"To allow him to get a good price when he can make a deal."

"Send us some better people."

"Besides, since I'm leaving anyway, it doesn't matter if the grass is completely ruined. Yeah, I won't feel bad."

The four men exchanged glances, and all they could think was—no wonder he's a renowned coach.

After this series of operations...

Stackhouse racked up some stats.

The team can also acquire better players.

A wave of praise for Stackhouse could reverse public opinion.

Even inflated figures.

From the current perspective, it seems like a win-win situation.

The only ones who might truly suffer are the teams that take over Stackhouse, but they are all assistant coaches in Philadelphia.

That person is unlucky, for them.

That's a good thing.

That's really toxic!

I've learned a lot, sir.

They really did become ruthless.

These old guys still have some tricks up their sleeves.

After a few more people, it was the turn of their biggest star—

Allen Iverson.

Without hesitation, Larry Brown circled another 40.

In their view, this era is the core, and a 40-minute fight is commonplace.

If you can't win, then let someone else win.

There will always be someone who can score 40 points.

No one had any objections to this data; Iverson is still young and his physical condition is already quite good.

He might even be one of the most physically fit players in modern times, and considering the era, no one seems to have any objections.

Then it was Ben Wallace's turn. Larry Brown gave him 15 minutes, which was more than enough for Ben Wallace, who only played a few minutes last season.

Since they are still undrafted players, it would be more appropriate to use them cautiously and gradually increase their numbers.

Just when everyone thought Larry Brown's timing with Ben Wallace was appropriate and was about to relax, his next move almost shocked everyone—

Shout it out.

Because he set a time limit for Yao Ming's team—a full 25 minutes.

"Mr. Brown, he's only just turned 17. Giving him over 20 minutes like that, isn't that a bit too much?"

"Yeah, that kid from Los Angeles, he only played 15 minutes in his first season."

Currently, everyone generally agrees that high school players need to protect their bodies and gradually increase their playing time.

Moreover, Yao Ming is the youngest.

We shouldn't give too much time at the beginning.

"What do you all say?" Larry Brown asked, looking at the four men. "Does anyone have any suggestions?"

"Sir, I think you're giving him too much time. This is not good for his development. 17 years old is too young. He should be like that high school kid in Los Angeles, sitting on the sidelines for a while first."

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"Oh, John, thank you so much for your work and dedication."

"Go check out the player development department; they need someone as opinionated as you."

Now, without a general manager, Brown holds the power of life and death.

I can't see it; they demoted an assistant coach right from the start.

The others immediately trembled with fear.

"Does anyone have any further comments? Feel free to share your opinions."

The remaining three assistant coaches thanked me outwardly, but inwardly felt like their mothers were being shrewish.

You just got rid of an assistant coach like that, do you think we dare to speak now?

It's not easy to find a decent job in a capitalist country.

"Alright, since no one has any objections, let's pass by unanimously."

"During the preseason."

"Let's see the results first, then adjust them one by one."

Just as Larry Brown lamented that none of the assistant coaches were any good,

Maurice Cheeks seemed to have suddenly grasped what Brown was all about.

He immediately blurted out, "I have a problem with that, Mr. Brown!"

"Oh? What's your opinion? Tell me."

You can't look at him there, thinking he's another idiot like John Kuster.

It looks like we'll need to hire more people for the assistant coach position.

"I think talented players should be given more playing time to hone their skills."

Larry Brown: !

"A genius like Yao should be given more time to hone his skills. True geniuses can withstand prolonged hardship!"

"Endurance is definitely not an issue! I suggest increasing investment in its development!"

"Therefore, I think we should give a minimum of 30 minutes!"

Larry Brown: !!!

Well, you're quite the talent.

Won my heart.

Larry Brown was pleased to see Cheeks say such things at this time; he didn't want to make himself a one-man show.

Of course, he meant that it wasn't on the surface.

After you finish speaking, others still need to agree with you.

That's what makes it democratic and fair.

Everyone was surprised to see that this was possible.

He immediately seconded the motion.

The entire Philadelphia head coach's office.

A scene of harmony and unity.

Laughter and cheers filled the air.

The air filled the entire office.

Only Yao Ming sneezed before going to bed, scratching his head: "I didn't really bully Stackhouse today."

"Then how did he insult me?"

"Okay, see how well I take care of you during training tomorrow."

Stackhouse felt a chill in his rear as he sat in the nightclub.

Feeling down, he had only come to find some fun, but then he saw a muscular man standing behind him.

He was chuckling to himself.

Stackhouse: ————

Heavens above!

Damn Philadelphia.

That's right, I can't stay here for even a second longer.

Hurry up and trade me.

I won't argue anymore, okay?

error.

Wait a minute.

You took advantage of the crowd.

Where are you touching?!

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