The Whip of the God of Basketball

On February 1st, it was a day of rest for the Celtics players. Two days later, they will leave Boston for an away game in Indiana, so Leon gave the players a day off.

Some people choose to sleep at home, some play games in their own big house, some go to bars to spend time and drink, some are with their families, and some are busy in love. In short, during the rest days, they are no different from ordinary people, relaxing, living, and entertaining. Of course, some workaholics such as Paul Pierce chose to go to the arena for training on this day.

Arenas, Dalembert, Chris Anderson, and Michael Reid are a group of guys who have a good relationship in the team. They are all young people. Of course, there was Joe Johnson in the past. Now He has left.

They met together to go fishing on the seaside that day, and Arenas bought a small yacht in Olde Harbor, which would be a place for the few of them to spend the day. Before setting off, Reid felt that four people seemed a little too small, so he asked, "Why don't you invite someone to go together, how about Wang? It's really a little small for four people, it will be boring."

"Come on, Michael, that guy, always looks like the team owes him money, doesn't talk and rarely smiles, likes to rest his cheeks and stare straight ahead like a sculpture, I don't understand why Fox is so I value this guy just because he is 7 feet tall and can shoot a few three-pointers?" Arenas is a guy who talks quickly and doesn't know how to hide it. Obviously he doesn't like people with an introverted personality like Wang Zhizhi.

"Wang is a good guy. His skills are great, but there is no room for him to play here." Chris Anderson said a few words for Wang Zhizhi. He also played against Wang Zhizhi when he played in China. Of course Jiangsu was not Bayi's opponent at all, and Anderson couldn't defend Bayi's core Wang Zhizhi. Now in America, everything is different again.

"If you want to play with him, go find him! I guess he won't even dare to answer the phone..." Arenas got angry, and then got into his car and was about to drive away.

At this time, Dalembert picked up his mobile phone. He received a text message. After reading it, he looked up and said, "Don't go anywhere! Coach Leon invited me to his house for a party at night."

As soon as Dalembert finished speaking, several other people also took out their mobile phones to read text messages. After a while, both Reid and Anderson received the same text message, and only Arenas stared at his mobile phone for a long time. Just no text messages.

"Okay Gilbert, you can go fishing by yourself, and we're going to get ready for Coach's party. By the way, it's like the first time Coach has invited us to his party. I've known him for three years, no Why did you see him at a party?" Reid said to Arenas, completely ignoring the displeasure on Arenas' face.

"I can't believe that Coach Leon will throw a party. I thought he was the kind of Frankenstein who shut himself in the room as soon as he got home, and then took out some bottles and cans to do experiments." Dalembert He scratched his head and said stupidly.

"That's because you haven't seen the demeanor of the coach at the gambling table, and you will be surprised." Anderson knew a little-known side of Leon. When Leon and Rodman went to the casino to fight together, Anderson followed him a lot. Let's see Leon's superb gambling skills together.

"The coach can gamble?" Reid obviously didn't know that his Bole was a big gambler who swept across the United States. Anderson just shrugged and said nothing, because Leon had told him not to casually mention his gambling to anyone.

On the other side, Arenas was finally about to explode. He started the car, rolled down the window and yelled at the three people: "Go fishing with me, or go to a party, choose one!"

The three of Reid looked at each other in blank dismay, and they didn't intend to get in the car. Obviously, going to Leon's house to attend the party was more attractive to them. Arenas only felt his nose a little sore, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, he felt insulted, Leon always seemed to be suppressing him in this way, since the day of the draft. Those not-so-good memories flooded his mind, Arenas clenched the steering wheel, Reid saw that something was wrong with him and wanted to comfort him, it was Arenas' cell phone ringing.

Arenas saw that it was Fox Leon's call. He hesitated for a while, but he still connected. Leon's voice came through, "Is it Gilbert? I'm Fox, and I want to invite you to participate in the call." A party at my house tonight, 7 o'clock, remember to be on time. I was going to text you, but I got your number wrong, you know I don't like using the address book. I like to write it down by myself, so It’s inevitable that there will be some mistakes, I made a mistake in one of your numbers. I didn’t realize it until I finished sending all the text messages, so I’ll give you a call, how about Gilbert? Talk.”

"Okay, okay coach, I, I will arrive on time, yes." Arenas stammered a little, obviously he was a little excited before calming down. He was such a moody guy, his teeth were itching with hatred just now, but soon he became happy, and he called a few people to get in the car and go back to their respective homes first, tidy up a little, and prepare some gifts.

"You just received an invitation text message, and I received a phone call! This is completely two levels of treatment." Arenas emphasized that he was invited by the phone while driving.

It can be seen that for this group of young people, attending a party is a very happy thing for them. Celtic players also often hold some parties in their spare time, especially the flamboyant like Walker, who likes to play beauty parties, invite many celebrities to his mansion, and invite many friends and teammates to have a carnival. But participating in the party organized by the coach is different. This must be a relatively formal family party. For the four boys, participating in such a pairing means that they have really grown up.

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Leon quickly felt that organizing an excellent party was not much more difficult than building an excellent team, and Khomeinis was undoubtedly an expert higher than him in this regard. Because it was a temporary party, Khomeinis hardly had much time to prepare, but she still urged Leon to text and call the guests, and kept calling to order everything needed for the party.

Pies, apple pies, cakes, turkeys, grills, fresh meats, red wine, whiskey and brandy, these things can be delivered quickly by merchants as long as you have money, but the key is to know which store can deliver and which Recently, which one is the best. Khomeinis knows this very well. She grew up almost alone. When she lived in a detached house with her roommates, she often held small parties and everything was organized by her. .

"Fox, rearrange the tables, chairs and benches, and we need enough cups, if possible, you'd better go to the nearby supermarket to buy some, as well as fruit, disposable slippers, disposable towels, small water cups, instant coffee ...and buy some condoms if needed..." Khomeinis ordered Leon to get some temporary supplies.

Leon just nodded and got into the car. Khomeinis was relieved, she knew that this guy would never forget things. In the rest of the time, she will decorate the house a little bit, then put on the most beautiful outfit for herself, put on a decent makeup, and wait for the arrival of seven o'clock and the arrival of the guests.

Leon had everything set up before six o'clock. When everything was ready, Leon looked at the living room filled with food and wine, the swimming pool filled with water, the grill that was set up and all kinds of Simple but good-looking decorations, I feel a little relieved.

"It's harder than directing a game." Leon said.

"But the competition hasn't started yet, it's just preparations." Khomeinis wore a bright red silk tube skirt, put on big platinum earrings, and tied her hair into the appearance of Audrey Hepburn. Will be a dazzling hostess.

"It's half an hour before the game starts, but I don't know yet, how can I win?" Leon asked, although he quickly agreed to hold a party, but Khomeinis did not explain to him the real the goal of.

Khomeinis stepped forward, straightened Leon's collar and said, "When I was doing fieldwork in Australia, I encountered such a tribe near the Victoria Desert. In this tribe, when a person feels When you are too old, you will leave your tribe and go to the desert to end your life. Do you know why? Because the resources near the desert are very limited, and the output of an old man cannot match his consumption Rather, so he has become a burden to the tribe, and he needs to sacrifice himself to give more resources to children and young adults to help the tribe continue their lives."

Leon looked at Khomeinis and said nothing, and Khomeinis continued: "The ones you invited tonight are all the young players and workers of the Celtics. Where the hope lies. Put your energy into uniting these young people. Auerbach can give you everything, but he can't give you youth. Tonight is going to be a good start, I believe in you, Fox."

Leon had known Khomeinis for three years, and for the first time felt that this beautiful girl in front of her was not just a little girl who only followed behind her butt and acted coquettishly, she also possessed great strength.