To win?

Many people don't even lift their eyelids.

The Knicks’ locker room has long lost the winning culture. They are more concerned with parties, sports cars, and nightclubs. The desire to win has been gradually lost in the repeated losses.

The management has long been not interested in the games before 2010. They are more focused on cleaning up the salaries left over from history and hooking up with the superstars whose contracts expired in the summer of 2010, among which LeBron James bears the brunt.

As for the fans and the media, they are used to their cursing anyway. Every player seems to be living away.

"Snoopy. We did have a chance to win the last game. The Los Angeles Clippers are as bad as us. But tonight, we face the Cleveland Cavaliers!" The cigar said leisurely: "My goal tonight is to win 20+10, which is more realistic."

"The Cleveland Cavaliers have a slow pace, and they just traded Shaq O'Neal with Ben Wallace. This is the key to our victory in the middle distance!" Dugge emphasized: "You tonight You can invest in many, many CICs!"

Zachrandorf spit out smoke slowly.

Quentin Richardson next to him has already spoken in advance: "Man, I guess you must have not seen ESPN's transaction rating. Our three-way transaction was rated C, and Shaq O'Neal traded to Cleveland was A! He Become the final piece of the puzzle supporting the Cleveland Cavaliers to win the championship."

"So, buddy. Think about the party after the game! That's where men should go."

After Quentin Richardson passed two days of hard work, Zach Randolph finally agreed to take out the money he won and invite everyone to go to the nightclub. This became the focus of discussion in the dressing room tonight.

Du Ge shrugged helplessly, he couldn't get into the topic.

The noisy locker room of the vegetable market finally made him realize that not all teams are dedicated to the pursuit of victory. This is very different from Miami, and it is very different from it.

Doug shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the locker room without saying a word. He decided to practice the ball alone.

Now, he often speaks when his teammates are desperate, using his passion to drive the team, and even once was filmed in a live broadcast across the United States. The speech was named the Duke, which once triggered a frenzy of praise in the basketball media.

Later, when playing the summer league, he also gave a speech. At that time, the Thunder reversed.

Then, when it comes to the Miami Heat, he rarely talks about it, because he knows that it's the Dwyane Wade team, and it's not his turn to dictate. And...the locker room is full of millionaires and multimillionaires. They can hardly be moved by some passionate words. What they care more about is the data, the money behind the data.

Therefore, he usually uses assists to connect the team and lead the team on the right path.

But now, to the Knicks. This team has not been branded by anyone, but... who can be branded? This is the fried dough stick in a bunch of fried dough sticks.

Can i do it?

Du Ge asked himself, and then shot a jumper!

Huh!

A jumper from beyond the three-point line actually hit.

This unexpected goal strengthened his idea. He decided to put his mark on this unowned team. Although he will face a bunch of old fritters, he is already a gangster.

But how do you proceed with the first step?

Huh!

He heard the sound of the Nets rubbing perfectly with the rim again, and the newly added Stephen Novak made a shot from beyond the three-point line. The white guy who seems to be honest and friendly is obviously not used to the atmosphere in the dressing room. He can only get to the court as soon as possible to practice three-pointers as soon as he arrives... This makes him at least look harder.

Another newly joined player was also sitting at the basket. He looked blank-eyed, as if he was at the mercy of fate.

The assistant trainer is stretching him, he has a very standard inside figure.

When Doug had previously fought him, his movement gave Doug a big surprise, and at the time he was still in his ears to remind himself kindly not to care about the audience's boos.

This made Doug have a good first impression of him.

He walked over and shook hands with Milicic: "Flying over from Memphis overnight, you must have not rested yet."

Milicic smiled and said, "Actually, I came from New Jersey. We just finished the away game there. Thankfully, before boarding the plane to Minnesota, I received a call from my agent."

"It sounds like a lucky start." Doug sat down beside him: "After the game against the Grizzlies, I searched for you on Google, including the video of your game in Europe. I am puzzled. How did it go from a forward who can pass the ball with agile footsteps and pass the ball with surprisingly fast speed and even hit the 3rd position to a defensive center who can only stay in the paint, grab rebounds, screens, and finish the defensive center now?"

"Who knows." Milicic shrugged his shoulders, his tone was flat: "Perhaps I would tell you before, because of Larry Brown and Joe Dumas. They killed my basketball dream, they beat my self-esteem. ...But this may not be the whole story."

Speaking of this, Milisic sighed.

He saw Doug keep looking at himself with sincere eyes.

He went on to say: "Maybe I am not adapted to American basketball culture. I am at odds with everything here."

Milichic pointed to the court: "In the NBA, apart from learning to spend money lavishly, play with women, and enjoy all the material pleasures, everything else is going backwards, including the love of basketball."

"I can't play with them. They only talk about who has dunked and who has broken through. In their opinion, I am a strange monster because I don't think so."

"I still remember in my rookie season, when I finally got the chance to play. As a result, Mutombo released his taunts the first second he saw me. He asked me if I had the guts to fight. Why do I need to do this? I am not. Are you here to play?"

"Regarding the question you just asked, the answer is: I have never been allowed to handle the ball at the free throw line. Since I started my career, I have been asked by various coaches to work in the penalty area. So...this is what it is now. For me, I have lost the shooting ability I once had, and I also lost the feeling of basketball. I can only fight at the basket and fight for rebounds."

Du Ge asked him very seriously: "Then do you like who you are now?"

Milicic wanted to say that it didn't matter, but looking at Du Ge's sincere eyes, he rarely gave a sincere response: "I don't like it."

Hearing this answer, Doug stretched out his hand: "Then do it with me! I'm not an American player, I'm from China."

"Also, Zachrandorf will definitely invite you to the party tonight, but I believe you should have the courage to refuse them. In fact, you don't need the hustle and bustle of feasting."

Millic looked at Du Ge with doubts, hesitations, and puzzles.

"In Detroit, they didn't play their worth because they were a champion team and they had harsh coaches who were not good at training rookies. The Orlando Magic didn't play their worth because they focused on cultivating Dwight Howard. Not in Memphis Grizzlies. They are worthy because they are in groups, not only Pau Gasol, Navarro but also Swift and Warrick. But now...you have no excuses anymore."

"I guess...you don't want to go back to Serbia with a ridicule. After all, when you set foot on an American plane, you carried the hope of all of Europe."

Du Ge's last words finally hit Milisic's heart.

His mood fluctuates violently.

Doug strikes while the iron is hot.

"Perhaps Larry Brown destroyed your confidence, but he at least taught you solid defense. If you start from defense, I will help you slowly find yourself back. I am in the same situation as you. The same is full of ridicule. I need a helper, and I hope he can slap those mockers a resounding slap with me!"

Du Ge said very candidly.

Milicic hesitated for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to hold Dug together.

"I hope you didn't deceive me." Milisic's hand was very tight, and he knew that this was his last chance to prove himself.

"Of course." Du Ge emphasized: "I have never deceived anyone."

"Does it include women?"

When Milichic talked about women, his eyes were bright. He once publicly declared in front of the media that'there are endless girls in America', he suddenly lowered his eyebrows and asked Doug: "Follow you, you can pay for the distribution. Hollywood actress?"

Du Ge gave him an angry look and thought: This is a capitalist society, and it doesn't include distribution!

At this time, Steve Novak came over, and he offered to ask: "I also want to be a member of your team. I know you have the ability to make my three-pointers more lethal."

This was beyond Douge's expectation.

He recruited Milicic because he wanted to have a helper inside. But the three-point shooter, the team already has... Gallinari, Quentin Richardson and even Nate Robinson can shoot three-pointers.

However, after two seconds, he agreed to Novak's request... because he remembered the college alumnus Dwyane Wade had mentioned to him. At that time, Wade told Dugger that if you want to quickly improve your shooting ability, I think my university alumnus Steve Novak may be able to help you.

"Welcome to the Snoopy team!"

Doug stood up and shook his hand.

Novak was overjoyed, and he took the initiative to hug Dugge.

"Hey, I said Snoopy, are the three of you huddling together to keep warm?" Zach Randolph's voice came from the player tunnel: "Did the New York media knock you down so quickly? You have to Get used to this kind of venomous criticism, because...your nightmare has just begun!"

Du Ge smiled faintly.

Nightmare?

Doug never thought so.

Isaiah Thomas didn’t think so either. He stood in the stands on the second floor and watched quietly how Doug solicited Milichic and Stephen Novak~lightnovelpub.net~ This is what he wanted to see. Picture. He admitted that he did recruit a group of problematic players for the Knicks in the last tenure, but he still firmly believes that these players have their shining points, but he did not find the right chemistry.

And now, in his heart. Du Ge is the perfect chemical solvent.

The Knicks will definitely become stronger.

All my humiliation will be washed away by Snoopy!

Unconsciously, Isaiah Thomas clenched his fist. He looked around the entire Madison Garden Stadium, and he firmly believed that this basketball mecca would usher in a new era.

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[The third update arrived, because there was something wrong during the day, so the update was late, but it still arrived. Thanks to "peter1998" for rewarding 1200 starting coins, and "zero Ju Shi Wushuang" for rewarding 1000 starting coins. PS, if the monthly ticket reaches 780 before 12 noon, it will be updated again tomorrow. And it will never be so late. 】

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