Darren Collison temporarily left the dormitory and found a lame excuse to ask coach Ben Holland for leave. He said that he stepped on the soap while taking a shower in the bathroom, and then fell and injured his calf, and also tore his thigh ligament, and needed to rest for three weeks.
What else can Ben Holland say?
He didn't want to say anything, even though he knew Darren Collison was lying and the medical records sent by the hospital didn't say that.
However, Collison is the absolute core of the Bruins after all.
Moreover, the NCAA tournament is still in the group stage, so his rest will not have much impact on the Bruins. So, we will turn a blind eye.
During Darren Collison's three-week absence, Russell Westbrook continued to bring back good news from the training hall.
On the first day, he told Doug, I can finally dunk.
The next day, he told Doug, "See? My height and arm span have increased."
On the third day, he told Doug, "I led the bench to a very powerful offensive today. Mr. Ben Holland is already considering putting me in the starting lineup. In the future, it is even possible that I will play a double point guard tactic with that bastard Darren Collison."
Day 4…
Day 5….
Day 12: "Hey, Snoopy. Did you watch last night's game? We beat the University of Washington, I scored 16 points and had 11 assists, I was interviewed by three reporters, and I signed autographs for eleven people. I can already see the NBA beckoning me. Mr. Ben Holland told me that if I keep improving, I can even become a five-star player."
Day 13: "Hey, Snoopy. Here are your Big Macs, and you've already eaten 18 of them. You should get out and exercise more. Here, take a look at this Sports Illustrated. It has a story about me. You should learn how they praise me. They're calling me the Derrick Rose of Los Angeles. Derrick Rose, he's such a phenomenal superstar, a guy who could be drafted in the lottery any time he declares for the NBA draft."
Day 21.
Before Russell Westbrook spoke, Doug burped loudly. For three weeks, he'd been eating almost every moment, gorging himself on food. No one had counted how much he'd eaten.
But when he stood up, Russell Westbrook discovered that this little guy, who was only 1.75 meters tall, was actually a little taller than himself, who was 1.91 meters tall. Most importantly, he was much more handsome than before. He used to have a baby face, but now his face was as if it was carved out by a knife. His facial features were extremely three-dimensional, like a sculpture. He was not only handsome, but also handsome in an artistic way.
"Snoopy, your growth is incredible! You have to know, it took me the entire summer vacation of my sophomore year to grow from your height to my current height." Westbrook shrugged. "Of course, I have to admit, I didn't eat as much as you did in three weeks in my entire summer vacation."
Doug stretched out his body. His body finally stopped creaking like it had ten days ago. It had become a little softer and less rigid.
In the past 21 days, apart from eating, I have been adapting to this new body whose internal structure has suddenly changed completely.
He found that if he lay still, his joints and muscles would become stiff.
However, if you keep exercising, you will gradually become smoother.
So, he thought he should consult a professional trainer.
"Can you take me to your gym for training tomorrow?"
Doug suddenly said, "I feel like my body needs conditioning."
Russell Westbrook patted his chest and said, "Of course there is no problem. I am a main player now!"
…
The next morning, Russell really took Doug to the exclusive gym in the training hall.
And introduce him to the team's head trainer Leon Bob.
Leon Bob has been riding high lately, as his scientific training has transformed Russell Westbrook from a rookie to the muscular prodigy he is today. Currently, several NBA teams have offered him contracts exceeding $500,000 a year.
So, when Russell introduced a friend to a professional training program, he immediately agreed.
When he shook hands with Snoopy for the first time, he found that Snoopy had very long fingers and big palms.
Later, when testing hard data such as height and weight, another surprising thing was discovered.
Height 195 cm, arm span 210 cm.
This height and arm span are considered S-level among athletes.
He couldn't help but look at Doug: This body is naturally suitable for playing basketball.
Then, when Dug stepped onto the scales.
Bob's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Doug didn't look fat, and even looked a little thin, but the number displayed on it was: 95 kilograms.
Westbrook is only 81 kilograms now, and Westbrook has obviously more muscles than him.
At that time, he suspected that his scale was broken, so he quickly stood on it himself. After confirming that he still weighed 88 kilograms, his hands were shaking.
He wrote down Doug's weight on the physical examination form.
Then he circled Doug three times and patted his body, which was as hard as if it were made of steel.
It's all bones.
He secretly exclaimed: "This skeleton is so good. The boxing coach must be drooling when he sees it."
"Snoopy, come here, let's try this."
Bob told Doug, pointing to the bench press.
Doug lay down on his side.
"Let's start with 60 kilograms. I'll be watching from the side. If you can't hold on, call me."
Bob wasn't sure if skinny Doug could lift 60 kilograms.
But soon, Doug gave him a surprise. He lifted it up easily and emphasized: "It's a little too light. I can't feel its weight."
Bob once thought that the boy was bragging, but when he saw Doug easily complete 20 and talk to him fluently, he dismissed this stupid idea.
He increased his strength to 84 kg.
This is the amount of practice that UCLA's outside players undergo daily.
However, Doug still completed five sets easily.
"I think we can add a little more."
Doug's request no longer seemed incredible to Bob. He also wanted to know how much weight this seemingly thin Chinese boy could lift.
So he kept adding pounds.
Until one hundred and fifty kilograms.
Doug finally said that this strength was very comfortable.
He completed ten sets of bench presses.
Bob was incredibly shocked. This statistic broke the UCLA bench press record for active players. Furthermore, it was top-tier in the NBA. Usually only big men could achieve this level of bench press, though it still lagged behind natural freaks like Shaquille O'Neal, Karl Malone, and Ben Wallace. But he was only nineteen. He wasn't an athlete, just a top student at Anderson School of Management.
"OK, next we'll go to the court to test our dynamic reaction ability."
Bob said to Doug.
He took Doug to the corner of the court and set up a few stakes for him to test his movement speed.
Soon, the results came out.
1 minute and 21 seconds!
The response is too slow.
Whether it is lateral movement or changing direction in a small space, he is not very good.
Bob couldn't help but shake his head: "Snoopy, your limbs are not coordinated and your flexibility is too poor."
He suggested: "Next, you need to strengthen your training in this area."
Doug nodded, realizing this himself.
Ever since he was hit by the meteor that night, his appetite has increased greatly, his height has increased rapidly, and his bones and muscles have become stronger and stronger. This has brought the benefit of increased strength, but also the disadvantage of decreased coordination.
However, he found that coordination can be gradually adjusted through a lot of training.
At least today is better than yesterday.
He picked up a basketball and started hitting it.
He used to play basketball and was pretty good, but that was only at an amateur level.
But now, he found that when he dribbled the ball, he had a strange feeling of being one with the ball.
The rest of his body became as hard as iron, but his hands became more flexible. It was not known whether this was because of the physics principle of 'the hard becomes harder and the soft becomes softer'.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!
He was hitting the basketball like a butterfly flying through flowers.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the court. Looking closely, a tall, strong black center fell to the ground, holding his knees and screaming.
Bob ran over quickly.
All the players and staff also gathered there.
After a while, medical staff brought a stretcher, and less than ten minutes later, the sound of an ambulance emergency sirens was heard outside the basketball hall.
Several players carried their teammates out with sad expressions.
Everyone in the uniform and coaching staff looked helpless.