Bishop of the Devil

After watching Kobe Bryant leave in despair, Richard felt an abnormal sense of accomplishment in his heart.

If I had directly given Iverson the same shooting rights as he did with the 76ers after drafting Kobe, I'm afraid Kobe's statistics would have improved a lot...

But of what use could this be?

Richard even felt that this would harm Kobe. After all, there is a precedent like Fat Tou Tuo. No one knows whether Kobe will decline quickly in the future after receiving a lot of shooting rights in his rookie season.

And now Richard is giving Kobe a little bit of sweetness, constantly stimulating Kobe's aggressiveness.

In Richard's opinion, this is much smarter than directly giving Kobe Bryant a large number of shots...

If Kobe had really had a lot of shooting rights, tonight's conversation wouldn't have happened. Kobe might still go all out against Jordan, but he certainly wouldn't have the sense of urgency he has now.

Richard is forcing Kobe little by little, forcing the potential in him.

As for the game against the Bulls, will it be a disastrous defeat because Kobe has unlimited firing rights.

To be honest, Richard didn't pay attention to this issue at all, so what if he failed miserably? Is it embarrassing to lose to the Bulls? It's not embarrassing at all...

As long as it doesn't set a record for the largest point difference in history, Richard will completely accept it!

Richard himself is not arrogant enough to have the idea of ​​replacing the Bulls right now. If this game can further stimulate Kobe's potential, then it will be a loss. Richard does not feel it is a pity.

…

In the blink of an eye, the Christmas war that fans are watching begins.

The Trail Blazers are not eligible to participate. The players have all gone to get together with their families. Richard, a lonely man, is quite lonely...

The body of "Richard" was that of an orphan. Richard searched his memory to see if he had any relatives in the United States. He found some vague memories, but they were not clear.

It's very possible that this is a dead house...

The last one was alone, and his body was taken over by Richard, a time traveler. He was completely wiped out. It was so miserable.

…

"Hey, it's really uncomfortable to be exposed to the artillery festival..."

Richard actually doesn't have any particular thoughts about Christmas. After all, he is still Chinese at heart, but he just feels a little uncomfortable when he thinks of the young men and women who celebrated the Cannon Festival in his previous life...

Two and a half years have passed, and now I am still alone, which is really miserable.

Even if there is an ambiguous partner? For this kind of festival, maybe we can make an excuse to eat an apple, and then eat a banana and drink soy milk...

But the problem now is that Richard has been dealing with big men in the past two and a half years, so he has no romantic partners.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell of Richard's room rang rapidly...

"Huh? Door-to-door service? You are very dedicated, for this kind of festival..." Richard stood up and opened the door. Naturally, his purpose of opening the door was not to receive service, but to persuade people to do good...

Men all have a habit of persuading virtuous women to cheat, and erring women to be virtuous...

"surprise!"

"Haha, surprise or not!"

"Coach, we are here to celebrate the holiday with you..."

Ben stood at the door, grinning with his white teeth and grinning at Richard...

Not only Ben, but seven stars including Iverson, Miller, Raheem, and even Pierce of the Boilermakers are all here!

Pierce, the boss of the Seven Stars, pulled the two players out and said, "Come and meet the coach!"

These two players are naturally the white devil Bibby and the perpetual motion machine Hamilton.

"Coach! Merry Christmas!" The two young men's faces were full of excitement...

Richard is simply a god or God-like existence in the Boilermakers. The two newcomers know that they are Richard's hand-picked players and have been looking forward to this day for a long time...

Rahim was behind the crowd, banging on the rice bowl.

Miller and Dazhi were carrying countless ingredients in their hands...

"Hey, coach, on this day tonight, I want to eat a bowl of fried rice!"

"I brought my own rice bowl!"

"Ha ha……"

A group of people rushed into Richard's door...

Fortunately, the house Richard rented was big enough, otherwise, the eleven strong men who broke in would really have no place to get in.

"Ben, what's going on? Why don't you go celebrate the festival with your family?" Richard was naturally very excited at the moment. He was going through the Cannon Festival so lonely, and being accompanied by these proud disciples, his loneliness suddenly disappeared...

But he was very curious as to why a group of people came to him.

"It has been arranged a long time ago. I have told my family."

"We made the decision in October. We didn't have any games, so we just got together in Portland. We pooled our money to buy Pierce's plane ticket."

"We knew, coach, that you must be celebrating the holiday by yourself, so we all came..."

Big Ben's face was full of excitement. The brothers reunited. He, the big brother, was dancing excitedly, but he still had the cold look on the field.

Richard touched his nose in embarrassment. How dare these guys believe that he would be alone during the Cannon Festival? !

It's really a bit contemptuous...

"Coach, I want to eat..."

"starving!"

Rahim and the others who came with rice bowls knocked on the rice bowls and waited for the meal to be served...

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Richard was extremely moved, and I am afraid this Christmas will be something he will remember for the rest of his life.

Look at the 11 players in this room, every one of them is a future All-Star!

…

"Guys, after drinking this cup of Coke, I wish Mr. Richard, the boss of our West Lafayette gang, to be single as soon as possible!" Iverson raised his glass and said with a smile.

"Do it! I wish the boss will get out of singlehood as soon as possible..."

"..."

Uninformed people, seeing such a scene, may think it is a gang gathering...

Richard rolled his eyes, he really didn't want to pick up the pot.

The meal lasted until two o'clock in the morning the next day. Iverson and others, who had entered the NBA, taught Pierce their experience and told many interesting stories about their respective teams.

1996 is coming to an end, which means that in almost half a year, new West Lafayette members will enter the league!

"Dazhi, if you perform well in March, maybe we will have a chance to join forces in the NBA!"

"Why do you have to perform well? It's better to perform poorly so you can come to the Trail Blazers..."

"Ben, you have to be kind, don't always come up with bad ideas, and let us feel the pleasure of joining forces with our old brothers!"

"Besides, you Blazers don't lack players like Da Zhi. Da Zhi must not listen to Big Ben..."

Dazhi smiled shyly and looked at Richard.

"Dazhi, Iverson is right, perform well in Black March and strive to enter the league with a high pick!" Richard said with a smile.

Dazhi nodded solemnly, keeping Richard's words in mind.

…

"cheers!"

“Long live West Lafayette!”

"It won't be long before we in West Lafayette rule this league!"

"The future belongs to us!"

“We belong in West Lafayette!”

Everyone gets drunk even if they are not drunk. A group of newcomers drinking Coke all shouted "crazy things".

Richard thought about what he and Ben had said before to win the championship within three years. He was very convinced that when he led the Blazers to win the championship, it would be the starting point for West Lafayette to dominate the league!

In three years, more West Lafayette players will enter the NBA. Three years later, more than half of them will become the leaders of their respective teams!

Maybe in the future, the bosses of half the teams in the league will come from West Lafayette!

What a grand occasion it was, it made Richard tremble with excitement just thinking about it!