NBA Basketball Rhythm Monster

Friendly reminder, as an international student in New England, I used to be. I can tell you clearly that it is impossible for an Asian or a Chinese to get a good death and fan support in the Celtics. Don't link the Celtics' so-called honor with the team's urban culture. You'll be disgusted to death

This is the farewell letter sent by CJ McCollum when he was traded. It is very long, but it is really worth reading. Do you know how I learned the truth? I am not bombarded with messages from Woj or Shams, nor do I wake up to 100 panicked texts from friends and family every day. There was no drama, I knew this was going to happen. Although the business world can be very crazy and cold-blooded at times, everything was very transparent and honest in this transaction. That's where my strong connection to the Trail Blazers lies. We knew each other that, despite our wonderful past, the story would end in this chapter. Thanks to Chris Haynes for his kindness, but I have to tell the story myself. To me, it's a very personal thing and that's the only thing that's right. What's interesting is that the night before the deal was made, Damian and I were talking and laughing in the locker room, and just as I was about to walk into the steam room, my phone rang. If you know me, you know that except when the trade deadline is approaching, I usually have Do Not Disturb mode on. I put my agent on a special list so I would get his call no matter what. So when your phone rings, the ringtone sounds like something from a horror movie. Everyone stopped what they were doing and I looked at my phone. The caller was indeed my agent. And Damian looked at me like, "Oh my God, is something happening? Really happening?" We've been talking about trade rumors for so long that it feels like a joke to us. We talked a lot because there were so many rumors. We don't get too caught up in it. I motioned to him, "Let me see what's going on." My agent told me New Orleans was involved, but the deal wasn't finalized. He told me to keep my mouth shut. So I went back to the locker room and said, "No news yet, man, I'm still here!" Wolf of Wall Street style, isn't it? Just like Leonardo DiCaprio said, "I'm not going to get out! It's business as usual!" We laughed, what else could we do? Obviously, as I left the building at night, it was clear to me that this might be our last time together. But it was cool to be able to leave on my own terms and not get a call in front of everyone or have someone come and pull me out of practice. We have a 1-month-old baby at home, so we are currently using rapid eye movement (REM) sleep. At 6 o'clock the next morning, my wife and I got up to feed the baby. Honestly, it feels a little cozy and poetic as we sit in a house that we built, in this city that we love so much. The sun had not yet risen and I was half asleep, holding my son in my arms, as any father knows these moments are difficult to describe in words. Just then, my cell phone rang. At 6 o'clock in the morning, you know who's calling. I got on the phone and the agent told me the deal was finally done. I'm going to New Orleans. News may be released in a few minutes, so be prepared. I remember sitting there with my wife and the baby was so quiet and everything in the house was so peaceful and my phone hadn't started ringing off the hook. We looked at each other with our eyes saying "What now?". It's never just business. Portland is my home. It's impossible to stay in a place like this for nine years without being deeply affected. I'm not talking about basketball, I'm talking about soul. I didn't even think about how to say goodbye to everyone. The night after the deal was done, I went to the practice facility to pick up my shoes, braces, and all my stuff in the locker room, and there was no one there. It was a little surreal because I didn't know how quickly they were going to pack things up, but when I walked in I noticed they had taken my name tag off the locker and stuff. Our equipment manager had my stuff laid out and folded in front of my station. (Thank you Eric and Cory, I will miss you) My plan was to leave a signed jersey on the seat in front of everyone's locker, but by the time I gave out jerseys to security and all the people who made every day in Portland so special, I had no jerseys left for the younger guys on the team, so I texted them and said I owed them jerseys. It's a very real feeling when you have so many family friends in your organization that you run out of jerseys and have to go and place extra orders. (Thanks to my friend Todd Forcier, the best stretching coach in the NBA - when I see you again on March 30, I'll bring you a jersey and 30 McNuggets, don't worry!) In a way, I'm glad no one was there so I could look into the locker room one last time and pull things out in one go. Because I feel like I might be overwhelmed if I bump into my teammates. The funny thing is, when Damian finally saw the jersey on the chair, he texted me: "Brother, I was moved to tears by you!" We can't let Damian cry. Young people don't want to see such a scene, it will be like crying when they see the villain in a movie. You know, Damian and I really grew up in this place. It's still crazy to think back on it now, but my first year in the league, every time we went to the road, we would shower as quickly as possible after morning shootaround, put on our uniforms and go straight to the mall. No rest, no security, no nothing, just like two kids skipping school. We would spend hours walking around in stores in San Francisco or Houston or somewhere else, randomly popping into one. That was before we signed big contracts, so I'm talking about some of the mid-tier stores. We ask the store to give a 30% discount, and if it is 30% off, we will buy it. We would always go to Macy's and see what was there and maybe get a smoothie or a soft pretzel. I remember that during my rookie season, I really wanted to buy a watch, but it was too expensive for me, maybe $3,000. I was so afraid of going bankrupt that I went to the counter to bargain with the clerk again and again, saying again and again that we would wait until next time. Damian always said to me, "Man, buy that watch, you're playing in the NBA." And I said, "Man, I don't want to be broke in 20 years!" So I saved all my away wages for about two months, and finally I used the money to buy that watch at a 50% discount. I still remember the trepidation I felt when I asked the clerk to swipe my bank card. If you want to laugh, go ahead. Anyway, this watch still means a lot to me, and of course I still keep it. It reminds me of my teenage years, when the NBA, the city, and everything was new to me. Damian and I once walked the streets for hours in our Blazers uniforms without anyone recognizing us. Sometimes we would rush back to the hotel and get on the bus to the arena, carrying a bunch of shopping bags, and the old guys on the team would stare at us like they were annoyed with us. The funny thing is, now I can't imagine what it would be like for us to walk three hours and then play a 35-minute game at night. I need rest, I need meditation, stretching, recovery. It's crazy to think that I've changed so much. Now after every shootaround, Damian and I usually video chat with our son. But the life of a young person is just like in the movie, like living in a dream. I remember when Damian started getting recognized in the street, no one could recognize me. What I was thinking at that time was, when will someone recognize me? This would be a cool feeling. When will I see a kid wearing No. 3? I remember in my second season, I had not yet entered the starting lineup. I clearly remember one day saying to Damien: "I'll never get a chance to start here. Why are they picking me? I don't understand." Damien looked at me in disbelief - you can imagine his expression, as if to say: "Brother, what are you thinking? One day we will be the backcourt" Partner. We're going to be here for a long time, and we're going to change this place." And I said, "I don't believe any of this." He said, "I scored 33 points against the Grizzlies that year, and I remember Damian running to me after the game. "See? What did I tell you? We will fight side by side and fight together." He has that vision. I don't know how he saw it, but he did. Without my teammates, none of this would mean anything. Without those trustworthy teammates over the years, it would really just be business. Mo, Earl Watson, Dorell White, Evan Turner, Harkless, Kaman, Shabazz, AD, etc., With their help I can always move forward. And of course Nurkic, I won't forget the big guy Nurkic. My Bosnian brother for life. I will never forget when he had to stay on the couch all day with a broken leg in 2019. I would often video call him to make sure he was doing okay. Then one day I decided to visit his home. When I walked in the house all I heard was gibberish coming from the TV and then he turned the channel to sports or something. I said at the time: "Brother, don't mind me. This is your home, let's watch something you usually watch." He asked me: "Are you sure you want to watch what I watch?" I said: "Of course, why not?" Then he introduced me to Bosnian TV shows, the kind without subtitles. I think they are all soap dramas, but maybe they are also comedies? There's a handyman who's pursuing a young woman, and that seems to be the main plot point, but then they flip the plot around and add all kinds of crazy bits. I kept turning to look at Nurkic: "Okay, so now the main character is a mechanic? He wants to pursue the girl, or..." I thought it was a serious drama, but then Nurkic started laughing and looked at me like, "Isn't that funny?" This guy is crazy. From time to time, Nurkic's expensive imported cat would wander around the house while he drank his customary 7 to 10 cups of coffee. That's the vibe when you go to Nurkic's house. He petted the cat and told me, "You have to get a pet camera. I'm going to buy you one." (And he did). After I got traded, I called him and told him I had left a jersey on his chair, and he said, "I already have one." I was surprised: "What do you mean?" He said, "Yeah, I stole one from the equipment room after your last game." Friends, these are my teammates. That's what they are in my mind, not winners or losers, but my teammates. As I write this letter, these memories keep flashing through my mind. That's the truth. I think about one summer in Las Vegas, Damian and I woke up at 6 a. M. To go to work and only slept 4 hours. I think about those perfect pick-and-rolls that Nurkic set up for me. But honestly, it's the little, mundane things that come to mind right now. For example, I watched a Bosnian TV show with Nurkic that day. One year, Damian invited me to spend Thanksgiving with him, and his father made me oxtail stew. Tim Fraser and I tasted real Oregon Pinot Noir for the first time in a vineyard. I tasted volcanic soil for the first time at Ringside restaurant. Went to the Departure restaurant for dinner after every game and sat at the same big table every night. I spent every morning during my rookie season sweating in traffic because LaMarcus Aldridge asked me to buy him Krispy Kreme donuts. LaMarcus Aldridge also gave me $500 to improv and told me not to tell Wes and Nico so I could make money off them (LaMarcus Aldridge, you are the real MVP). After practice I would get a text from Dorrell White saying, "Come downstairs, rookie, I'll take you to dinner." (Now I'm also the one taking care of the rookies) It's all the little things like that. After being swept by the Warriors in the Western Conference Finals, when I came to downtown Portland for the first time, I was not sure what the atmosphere in this city would be like. But countless people came up and said, "Hey, I just want to say thank you. It was an awesome series. We love you." I would say, we got swept, but we didn't pay for a dinner all summer long. The atmosphere is so great. People were very grateful that we were able to change the spirit of the team. That's what Portland means to me. People don't treat me exactly like a basketball player, they treat me like a member of their community. To me, Portland is more than just a jersey or a team, it's my home. I married a wife, had children, and started my own business here. I really put my roots down here. A part of me will always remain in Oregon, especially my community work. I'm excited for the next chapter of my life, but don't worry, my heart will go on forever. I won't leave! No, this will always be our second home. On the morning we found out about the deal, as we sat there wondering what to do next, in total silence, I said to my wife, "You know what's the best part? This breakup wasn't ugly. This place has been good to us, and we're leaving on good terms. What more can you ask for?" I wanted to go to New Orleans, and that was the thing that really took the sting away. As a pure basketball player, I'm excited to play with Zion, Ingram, Valanciunas and all those young guys. I really feel that I have shown enough professionalism and preparation because in 9 years, I have seen everything in the league. I have experienced DNP, experienced doubts and ridicules, experienced tie-breaks, won and lost. When you're a young guy in the league, you don't know what you don't know - take it from me, someone who used to go to the mall all day long. I think I bring a lot of wisdom to New Orleans. As a regular guy, I was really excited to move to that city and go watch some football games at the Louisiana Superdome. (Although my son was raised to be a Cleveland Browns fan, I'm sorry about that) After all the rumors, the deal was finally done. No drama, no bullshit, completely professional. What more could I ask for? To everyone in Portland— To my teammates, the team, the fans, and the entire community— Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I will follow you in another place. Our relationship has become so deep that words cannot express it. More important than winning, more important than everything that happens on the field. For me, it was 9 years of laughter, injury, heartbreak, joy, and spiritual growth. This is all I have. At the end of the day, when I think back on it, it's crazy to think that we had such a deep connection as a team. In a small ball market on the edge of the West Coast, we created a lot of buzz and a lot of memories. We remain loyal. We represent this city with our hearts every day. I will always be proud of it. Perhaps we have not achieved our ultimate goal. This is true for basketball, and so is life. But damn, you won't know if you don't try, Jennifer. Love you, CJ.

Regarding scouting, I think many people don't fully understand the importance of the job of scouting. In fact, many players' first job is scouting. A good scout can make tens of millions of dollars a year. Let me share with you a scouting report on Simmons The general idea is that this kid pays too much attention to things other than the game, and his good family background makes him a bit willful. There are doubts about whether he is a good player. The results are similar to what this scouting report reflects. In fact, throughout history, most scouting reports are accurate. It is not only necessary to examine the performance of the players on the court, but also involves the analysis of many aspects such as family, personality, and growth experience. Before Rose was drafted, the Bulls had great concerns about his gang experience.

The child is not sleeping this late at night, so I am pushing the stroller at home. I have time today to talk to you about injuries. It's just a family discussion, welcome to discuss. I'll start by throwing some light on the topic. The injuries in the past sounded like serious ones, such as fractures, breaks, etc. At that time, the intensity was high and the style of play was head-on, so there were a lot of serious injuries like this. Everyone can understand this. But in the small ball era, people are less concerned about physical contact, but there are more rests, injuries, and the like. My analysis is this. Because there are more rounds in the small ball era. So injuries caused by fatigue come. This kind of fatigue is not the fatigue caused by physical confrontation like before, but caused by running too much. So what happens? Many injuries are minor but fatal. Injuries like groin, fascia, etc. That I have never heard of before. My friends who watch basketball used to complain about it. By watching basketball injury news, I learned the name of a certain muscle in the body. And I have a point of view, I don't know if it's right or not. This kind of injury caused by the body is much more difficult to recover from than the injury caused by external stimulation. Like George, no matter how bad his broken leg was, he was still awesome after the operation. But it is not so easy to restore the muscles or tissues in the body. Have to support. This is also the reason why we need to fully warm up before playing. As for which teams are prone to injuries? Singles team. The typical representative is the Rockets in previous years. Their idea is not bad. Capela's pick-and-roll creates an opportunity for Paul or Harden to challenge the big man on the outside. The efficiency is very high, but it is tiring for the core. The intensity of the regular season and playoffs can easily lead to fatigue and injury. The easiest way to manage injuries is for those teams that are running well. Everyone has a chance and everyone can score. If the players are not in good condition, they can fish a little and watch their teammates perform. This way, they can win in the long run.

I gave up the book when I saw that I signed with Reebok. Do you know what you will write next? First of all, the All-Star MVP can be said to be without you. Even if your personal ability is strong, how can you play if others don't give you the ball? I'm afraid your teammates won't let you grab rebounds. In the NBA, a business league, if you don't sign with Nike and Adidas for sneakers, you should at least sign with AJ!

Does this protagonist have an aura of explosiveness from the enemy? It's outrageous to fight Anthony James Wade with all his explosiveness. How can this feel so satisfying? You Zhan breaks through the protagonist and sticks to him without giving him any room to sprint. Then your strength is in vain. Will James be crushed when he gains weight in the future? The protagonist, Wade scored 23 points in the first half. How could he reach this level in his rookie season? The author said that the magician training made Wade improve or something. What the hell is this the credit of training? Even the devil's training also has cycles. Is it possible that it has such an outstanding effect because of drug training?

I saw a piece of news today. As early as the draft, Logo had been insisting that Morant was better than Zion. Now judging from the results, I have to sigh that the old man's vision is really vicious. From selecting Kobe with the 13th overall pick to refusing to trade Love for Thompson during the Warriors era. Awesome!

I can't accept that James was not that strong in his rookie season.

The first two are pretty good. Why do you have to forcefully show off in the third picture? In my previous life, there was an amateur coach who was a professional NCAA coach. It's enough to start criticizing your teammates as soon as you arrive on the team and then forcefully show off.

How could a yellow man be at the center of the most discriminatory state in Massachusetts? Russell can't even do it! Unless you are Caucasian!

The second time I clicked on this book, I saw more than 70 chapters. At present, there are a lot of little poisons. If I write this, I suggest that the protagonist stop talking. As soon as the protagonist speaks, he immediately becomes embarrassed, especially when he wants to be passionate and leader. It is extremely embarrassing. If you pretend you don't understand, don't pretend, just act like a normal person. Another one is the game. The opponent's performance is always clear and the details are well described. The protagonist cannot limit it, and the protagonist's performance is basically useless. Then, the protagonist's performance is inexplicably good, but there is no performance at all. It is recommended that the author read more similar basketball articles, especially in conjunction with comments, to gain some nutrition.

In the first book, Team Kai's Big Yellow Bird had good results at the beginning, but then it went downhill. Great cheers for the author. Team Kai is really not watched by anyone.

You can search for Zhu Yi's basketball hero series. Today I bring you a picture of Anthony. He is so handsome. Let's not talk about it

The writing is quite good, but some of the b-places are not done very well and are a bit awkward.

This protagonist is good in every aspect, but it's a pity that he has a mouth. The talk makes me so embarrassed that I have cancer 😅

This novel is 100% about eunuchs, and the details are all ghostly.

Do you want to be cut into pieces when you grow 16 centimeters tall at once? Treat everyone as blind or stupid.

After reading the first few chapters, I have a lot of questions, so I will answer as many as I can remember. First of all, it is wrong for you to try to advance the plot through narration. Now I'm not watching documentaries, I'm reading novels. . You should advance the plot by describing the dialogue, actions, and psychological activities of each character in the story. I have seen many newcomers make this mistake. Secondly, what are the advantages of your role? In other words, what is the hook you set for the protagonist? When it comes to sports novels, you first have to show readers what's so cool about writing them like this. You, the protagonist, have neither shooting nor athletic ability, but only a basketball IQ, so why don't you tell the audience who your template is? Jokic? Or will you improve your shooting later and become Bird? And there's this thing about golf dealers, if you force a wild golfer to travel through it, you'll get an A+? You have to at least say you are a coach. . Or cheating and saying that the system has improved your golf IQ will be more convincing. There is also Chapter 5 or Chapter 4, which is the few games the protagonist just joined the team and played. You actually went through it in one go? ? ? ? This is equivalent to your golden three chapters. Just when you were about to show the reader something cool, you mentioned in one stroke that the protagonist was killing people indiscriminately! Then just list the data after random killings. Did I just finish reading it? ? ? ? What do you mean? What does this look like? I might as well open Hupu and take a look at Doncic's historical statistics, that would be more enjoyable. .

When I first started seeing people write about college in the early years, it was a bit new, but now I feel disgusted when I see the NCAA. At least some people watch the NBA. Who is crazy about watching the college league? The public chapters are just for people to read. The dozens or hundreds of chapters are stinky and long, and the most important beginning is completely unattractive.

Well written. I'll come back and watch when Luo Li gets out of Team Kai. Team Kai definitely won't watch. Come on, author