"Douglas was the only player on our team who could position himself and defend the opposing center. Now that he's injured, Kevin can no longer assist the ball at the free throw line. He has to get deep into the paint, and that's not his forte." Assistant defensive coach Nolan was almost in tears. "Even God couldn't have predicted that a simple layup would lead to such serious consequences."
"If that doesn't work, let's go for a run-and-gun game," suggested Kerr, the assistant coach in charge of offense. "Kevin has excellent mid-range shooting and passing ability. He should be able to play the role of Stoudemire."
"No, Kevin is not a fast-break player. Although he can open up the floor, his athleticism isn't enough to sustain him running the entire court for 40 minutes per game. Also, do you think our three point guards are good at sharing the ball? Darren, Russell, and Holiday are all offensive point guards."
Nolan retorted, "Besides, I don't think the UCLA system is worse than the run-and-gun lineup at all. We will definitely be able to get through this."
"Hmph, if you want to maintain this strategy, you have to find an excellent tank on the UCLA campus. He must be able to hold his own against opposing centers and at the same time, block Kevin Love's defensive position in the paint, making it easier for him to grab rebounds." Kerr said disdainfully, "Do you think UCLA can still find a super center who can bench press 130 kilograms?"
Nolan couldn't answer.
Seeing the two assistant coaches arguing fiercely, Ben Holland's already troubled mood became even worse.
He was about to scold the two of them.
Leon Bob, who had been standing silently nearby, suddenly had an idea and said, "Is it okay as long as the bench press is over 130 kilograms?"
"Hmm?" Ben Holland looked at him with a frown.
"Leon, do you think you can find a UCLA student who can bench press 130 kilograms? On the football team or on the shot put team?" Cole's tone was a little unfriendly.
Bob calmly replied, "No, he's at Anderson School of Management, his bench press is not 130 kilograms, but 150 kilograms."
Bob's words shocked everyone.
Ben Holland couldn't help but ask: "Where is he? Take me to see him quickly."
Bob stretched out his hand and pointed at Doug who was dribbling the ball over there: "That's him!"
Doug was hitting the basketball over there with a deafening sound, fast, sharp and powerful, as if he was beating a war drum!
Ben Holland couldn't help but be shocked. The ball was played so well.
"Are you sure he's not a point guard?" Karl thought Bob must be crazy: "Listen, let me emphasize again. We need a defensive insider, not a point guard who can shoot the basketball like a circus."
"Mr. Kerr, I have to be honest with you. Your judgment is wrong." Bob looked Kerr straight in the eye. "His coordination is simply not enough to play point guard. I even doubt he can dribble the ball across half court."
"But if you just need a tank. Then... there's no one better than him in the entire UCLA. Maybe you won't believe that he actually weighs 95 kilograms, but that's the data, and the scale doesn't lie."
Bob tapped the notebook in his hand. "If you don't believe the data I recorded, I suggest you rush over right now and give him a fierce football-style collision."
"When you wake up in the hospital, you will understand why scientific evidence is much more reliable than subjective conjecture."
Leon Bob's words made Mr. Cole a little embarrassed.
At this time, Ben Holland had already walked over quickly with Nolan.
"Hello, I'm Ben Holland, the head coach of the UCLA Bruins."
Ben Holland took the initiative and extended his right hand to Doug.
"Hello." Doug shook hands with him and introduced himself: "I am Doug, but everyone calls me Snoopy."
"We heard you bench-pressed 150 kilograms. Do you suggest we give you a small test?"
Ben Holland asked.
Doug frowned and asked, "What test?"
"We want you to practice pick-and-rolls and boxing out in the paint," Ben Holland said. "Have you ever played basketball before? You should know what boxing out and screens are, right?"
Doug scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I know a little, but I'm not sure if I can do it to a standard."
Ben Holland turned his head to look at Nolan.
Nolan hurried forward and said, "Kid, congratulations on getting personal instruction from the best defensive coach in the NCAA."
He was humorous and spoke in a lighthearted tone: "Come on, Snoopy the puppy. Let me see your strength."
He took Doug aside for some boxing practice.
"Listen. The most important thing in blocking is your lower body. Your feet must be firmly locked on the ground, just like a tree rooted in the soil. You must not let your opponent push you away from your position. Just like me, push me with all your strength..."
As soon as Nolan finished speaking, he felt a huge force coming over him.
ah!
He screamed involuntarily, then his steps became unsteady and he staggered forward a few steps before stopping.
He turned around and looked at the puppy Snoopy with surprise. His eyes clearly said: Hey, man, are you using too much force?
The puppy was very calm.
Nolan is a basketball player. Although he has never played in the NBA, this iron-blooded forward from Arizona State University is at least two meters and one meter tall and now weighs more than 125 kilograms.
Although he didn't pay attention to his position just now, the strength displayed by Doug was definitely greater than that of Douglas who had been injured and left the field before.
"How did you do that?" Nolan asked in shock.
"Didn't you tell me to use all my strength?" Doug shrugged innocently, "Actually, I only used 80% of my strength."
Nolan was completely speechless.
All he could say was, "Okay, remember the technique I told you. Now you're blocking me and encroaching on my space."
Then, Doug started to move, using his strong legs to keep pressing Nolan.
Nolan tried his best, but still couldn't stop Doug from expanding his territory.
He was easily trapped behind him, and he could not regain any lost ground.
Nolan was completely convinced by Bob's judgment, and then he trained Doug on cover.
Both of these technical moves are very simple to learn and not complicated.
"This guy's strength is NBA-level," Nolan told Ben Holland ten minutes later. "Although he's short, we only need him to position and screen. He has enough physical strength to get the job done."
Ben Holland highly recognizes Nolan's professional ability.
So, he walked up to Doug again and said, "Snoopy, would you like to be a member of the UCLA Bruins?"
As if afraid Doug would refuse, he quickly emphasized, "We won't take up too much of your time. You just need to find time to come to the team before the game to complete some adaptive training, and then play three to seven minutes in the game."