The Whip of the God of Basketball

Leon didn't know that he had become the sand in the eyes of others.

In fact, it’s not just Leon. In May of this year, Bob Cousy, two former Hall of Fame players in Boston, became the marketing consultant of the Celtics, and Jojo White became a special Head of Business Department.

Therefore, after Pitino failed again this season, the Celtics management he reorganized himself is no longer so stable. It's just that Cousy and White both hold positions in the team's marketing operations department and are not directly involved in the operation of the team's basketball affairs. Leon is different, and scouts will be an important member of the management team.

Of course, compared with these two famous Celtic legends, Leon is really a piece of sand, so that until now, there are not many people in the Celtic team who know that he has become a scout for the team. more than three.

Jay Weisland is one of the three people. He is the new technical director of the Celtics this year, that is, CTO. This is a new position that the Boston Celtics just established this year.

In the past, a basketball team didn't seem to need a technical director. But now with the widespread application of IT technology, many teams are beginning to realize that new technologies can play a role in team management, and they have begun to recruit technical talents.

This talented student who graduated from the computer department of Colorado State University has a passion for basketball, but his basketball resume is completely blank. He has never been a player or coach. He has never been a basketball player. He is just a technical person. .

In this rookie training camp, he also came to Chicago with the scouting team to do some data assistance work, and today he received a very, very "important" task, which was to meet the team's rookies who flew from Boston at the Chicago airport in the early morning. scout.

When he was sitting in the Chicago airport waiting room, drinking his fifth cup of coffee, the flight from Boston to Chicago finally arrived safely on the screen.

"It's finally here. If it's a little later, let that guy sleep in the airport hotel...Damn it, it's already half past one. I hope you don't fall asleep on the way back." Weissland looked at Watch, complained in his mouth.

As the team's CTO, at least in the name of director, he was sent to the airport to meet a scout. And Weissland knows the background of this guy, he is a 28-year-old young man, he seems to have just been released from prison, he seems to have something to do with boxing in the past, and has nothing to do with basketball, and he has nothing to do with the scouting profession. No, I don't know what in the Celtics management wants to hire such a guy as a scout.

Thinking of this, Weissland yawned, stood up from the chair in the waiting room and stretched his body, watching the crowd slowly pouring out of the passageway, hoping that the scout named Fox Leon would show up earlier .

Weissland didn't have a photo of Leon, he only had Leon's cell phone number, he took out the phone book from his jacket pocket, made two calls at the public phone booth on the side but couldn't get through, it looked like he got off the plane After that, Leon's cell phone was not turned on.

This time Weisland was very anxious, and he didn't bring a big sign for picking up the plane, because it was really ugly. But now Weisslander doesn't know Leon, and Leon doesn't know Weisslander. Will the two of them recognize each other when everyone in the hall is gone?

Just when Weisland was in a hurry, a young man who had just come out of the passage, wearing a white shirt and khaki trousers, walked towards him with a sports backpack on his back. Weissland stared at him, and the other party walked straight over. Weissland felt that this was probably the Fox-Leon he was waiting for, with long black curly hair, black eyes, and a mixed race.

But Weisland couldn't see any doubts in the opponent's eyes, so he suspected that the opponent was not coming towards him, but that there were other people behind him, so he turned his head and looked to both sides, but there was no one else.

"Don't look, hello, Weisslander, I'm Fox-Leon." Leon had already walked in front of Weisslander, stretched out his right hand and said to him.

Only then did Weissland know that this person was Fox Leon, the new scout of the team he was going to welcome.

Weissland hurriedly extended his hand to shake hands with Leon, and asked at the same time: "Did Carl give you my photo? I don't seem to have seen you before, have you seen me?"

Leon shook his head and replied: "No, Karl didn't give me a photo, and I haven't seen you, but I have seen your phone book, the Boston Celtics phone book."

Only then did Weissland realize that he was still holding the phone book in his left hand, which was issued internally by the Celtics. Irish leprechaun "Lucky" in a shamrock print dress.

"Oh, my God, I just called your cell phone from a public phone, but your cell phone doesn't seem to be turned on." Hearing what Leon said, Weissland put the phone book in his pocket.

Weisland is still more accustomed to using public phones when traveling abroad, because the team has issued them with public phone IC cards, and it is quite expensive to use Boston's mobile phone in Chicago.

"My mobile phone is out of battery. It was supposed to be turned off after I got on the plane, so I didn't change the battery." Leon took out the mobile phone from his schoolbag and replaced it with a spare battery. After turning on the mobile phone, a lot of text messages popped up.

They were all from Khomeinis.

Leon roughly flipped through it, and what Khomeinis meant was that he hoped that Leon would remember to reply to the letter when he arrived in Chicago, and then said a lot of nonsense that Leon didn't quite understand.

Leon replied briefly, telling Khomeinis that he had arrived in Chicago and would notify her when he returned to Boston, and then threw the phone back into his backpack.

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On the way back, Leon didn't talk much, and Weissland talked to Leon one after another to open up the topic and ease his sleepiness, but Leon obviously didn't have much interest in chatting.

In this way, Weissland drove the rented car enduring sleepiness in the dark night, while Leon sat in the passenger seat thinking about his thoughts.

Chicago is not dark at all in the early morning, and the lights are brilliant. The third largest city in the United States exudes its charm with lights.

"What am I going to do starting tomorrow?" Leon finally took the initiative to ask, there are some things that can't be answered with just thinking about them.

"I don't know." Weissland answered simply and neatly, just like Leon answered his question just now.

"Do I need to record the data of those players?" Leon asked again.

"Maybe, but that kind of thing can be done by a statistician. A high school student can do it." Weissland responded with a sting in his words. He didn't like Leon very much. This guy made him stay up all night until now. Ignore.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you, but I was thinking about how I should start my work." Leon said frankly, and expressed a small apology to Weissland.

One of Leon's advantages is that he has a straightforward personality. He is not as glib as some Americans like to make jokes. He has always been frank and sincere, and sometimes his honesty is too much for people.

Weissland was also a little embarrassed, and said in a slow tone: "Don't worry, everything is prepared. I will show you something when I go back to the hotel later."

An hour later, the two arrived at the Athletic Association Hotel located at 12 Michigan Avenue in Chicago. It was a famous track and field club in Chicago at the end of the 19th century. It was later transformed into a hotel centered on this club, which also became a Chicago hotel. One of the most famous hotels.

Different from other tall and modern five-star hotels, the Athletic Association Hotel is elegant and retro. Its main building is a 19th-century stone building, and the lobby is decorated with large stained glass windows, which looks very elegant and grand.

Leon followed Weissland into this place, and he could feel the wealth of the NBA team. If there was no money, the company would not allow its employees to stay in such a hotel during business trips.

"Your room is on the fourth floor, next to me, and the room of the scouting team is on the fifth floor. They should all be asleep now, and I will meet them tomorrow morning. Well, let's go and see your room first, I I have put some necessary supplies in your room." Weissland said as he walked, and brought Leon to his room, 4019 on the fourth floor.

Leon was also a little curious. A hotel like this should have all kinds of daily necessities. What other necessities should be prepared, and what Weisland said to show him.

When he got to the room and opened the door, Leon found that it was a well-decorated single room, with a big single bed, and an old vaulting horse used in the past was placed on the head of the bed, which could be used to store clothes and was also suitable for track and field Association hotel title.

But Leon quickly discovered that it was different from other rooms, that is, it was piled on the table, and the paper was as thick as a large dictionary, with dense words written on it.

"This is what you want to show me, and my necessities?" Leon asked, pointing to the stack of papers.

Weissland nodded, and then said: "There are two documents here, one is about the rookie training camp, and the other is about the Celtics. This is carefully prepared by our technical department for the scouts. Yes, I hope you take the time to take a good look at it, preferably during the day, the training camp will start tomorrow... It's already one o'clock, it's really late, I'm sleepy too, go to bed early, tomorrow the coaching staff will give it to you Looks good, come on buddy."

After finishing speaking, Weisslande said good night to Leon, and Leon also nodded and said goodbye to Weisslande.

But Weissland just closed the door, and immediately knocked on the door again, he said to Leon who opened the door: "By the way, I forgot one more thing, there is a special document in the drawer of the desk, it is About our coaching staff... If you are not particularly sleepy, you can open them and have a look."

Regarding the information about the Celtics coaching staff, obviously this is not within the scope of information required by the scouting working group. It seems that this is prepared for Leon alone.

"Who prepared it for me?" Leon asked.

"Hehehe, I think you will definitely guess that there is a guy who is planning a strategy." Weisland smiled mysteriously and closed the door.

No need to guess, Leon also knew that it must have been prepared by Auerbach.