"Coach, is there a problem with this training plan?" Akagi-san asked nervously, seeing Coach Anzai's strange expression.
"No problem, this is a relatively professional training plan. It's just, are you sure this plan was made by Mitsui-san himself?" Coach Anzai was still a bit uncertain.
"Uh, yes, I'm sure, Coach, because when I asked Mitsui, he dictated it to me directly, and after he finished speaking, I wrote down this training plan," Akagi-san replied honestly.
"Oh, I really didn't expect Mitsui-san to have such professional knowledge. You know, with the professionalism of this plan, even if it were me, I could at most only make some minor adjustments," Coach Anzai praised him.
"Hiss~" Akagi-san gasped, hearing this. He had indeed thought Mitsui was impressive before, but he didn't really know how impressive he was.
But now that Coach Anzai said this, he understood. Didn't Coach Anzai's words just mean that Mitsui's professional knowledge was almost on par with his own?
"Akagi-san, this training plan is generally fine."
Coach Anzai paused, then continued, "However, my personal suggestion is that when you train your finishing moves under the basket, you might as well directly choose a technique that you can pick up the fastest, and then focus on that one technique until you master it enough to be a regular weapon. It won't be too late to train other scoring techniques then."
"Only practice one technique that I pick up the fastest?" Akagi-san said, a little confused.
"Yes, Akagi-san, the Prefectural Tournament is not far away now. If you practice multiple under-the-basket techniques, it's very possible that even by the time of the Prefectural Tournament, your under-the-basket techniques won't be sufficient as your regular scoring methods."
"Therefore, instead of spending a lot of time developing multiple techniques that cannot be used in time, it's better to use that time to specialize in one technique, and then let that technique become your trump card when it matters."
As Akagi-san listened to the vision Coach Anzai painted for him, his eyes grew brighter and brighter. One could only say that the vision Coach Anzai painted for him was too grand, too perfect, and too enticing!
Akagi-san stated that although he hadn't undergone professional training, he was also someone who never fell for others' empty promises, unless he couldn't resist.
Coach Anzai looked at Akagi-san, who was grinning foolishly, and immediately knew what the boy was doing. He shook his head helplessly. He had originally intended to ask Akagi-san to call Mitsui over, but alas, it seemed he would have to go himself.
Coach Anzai looked towards the basketball court and immediately saw Mitsui practicing his basic ball-handling skills.
Seeing this, Coach Anzai couldn't help but nod in appreciation. His estimation of Mitsui increased by another point. Few teenagers at this age pay such attention to basketball fundamentals.
More people prefer to practice flashy moves, unaware that the foundation of these moves lies in various basic skills.
If the fundamentals are not solid, then even if you practice a move thoroughly during training, you will rarely be able to execute it in a game.
And the current Mitsui, whether for himself or when helping teammates create training plans, always prioritizes improving basketball fundamentals. This is what Coach Anzai admires most about him.
After arriving next to Mitsui, he saw Mitsui still training diligently, unaware of his presence.
So, Coach Anzai decided not to disturb Mitsui's training and instead chose to stand by and observe Mitsui's practice.
It was at this moment that Coach Anzai realized Mitsui's ball-handling skills were actually quite good. At least in high school games, with Mitsui's ball-handling, he was more than capable of playing as the team's point guard.
Yet, even though his ball-handling skills were already very proficient, Mitsui continued to diligently hone his basic ball-handling. This mature mindset once again made Coach Anzai feel a deep sense of pity.
Yes! That's right, it was pity!
In Coach Anzai's eyes, Mitsui was exceptionally talented, whether in his basketball IQ, his understanding of the game, or his mature and steady mindset.
However, there was just one point: Mitsui Hisashi's static and dynamic talents were only average.
Moreover, this was only when compared to the top talents in the country. If compared to the geniuses from America, the gap would be even larger.
Coach Anzai had truly experienced the various high-flying, ground-breaking playstyles of the Dream Team. That combination of top-tier talent and top-tier skill made him clearly understand the essence of basketball.
Coach Anzai had previously coached several players who had average physical abilities but superb basketball skills, yet they were all inevitably crushed when facing the Dream Team.
It was from that moment on that, in Coach Anzai's mind, if he wanted to coach a player who was not inferior to those on the Dream Team, he must first find someone with physical abilities similar to theirs.
Otherwise, the best outcome would only be the same as the players he had developed before: they could compete domestically, but when they faced truly world-class players, they would be easily defeated.
Therefore, in Coach Anzai's opinion, Mitsui was indeed very outstanding, possessing excellent basketball IQ and the patience to diligently hone his fundamentals.
But how much effect could these things have in the face of an absolute talent gap? Mitsui would probably only be like his predecessors on the international stage in the future.
Thinking of this, Coach Anzai's original intention to discuss the training plan with Mitsui gradually faded.
And just as Coach Anzai watched Mitsui's focused training figure and sighed with emotion, an unexpected situation occurred during Mitsui's training.
As Mitsui was training diligently, a crack suddenly appeared in his shoe. Fortunately, Mitsui was not running at high speed or changing direction rapidly, otherwise he might have been injured due to the shoe's problem.
"Broken? But that's normal. Not to mention how many times the original body wore these shoes for training and games, just considering my continuous training for over a month since I transmigrated, it's impressive that these shoes only gave out now. It's just a pity that today's training will have to stop," Mitsui muttered, glancing at the shoes on his feet.
However, when Mitsui stopped, he then noticed Coach Anzai not far from him.
"Is he... here for me?" Mitsui wondered suspiciously, but seeing Coach Anzai seemingly lost in his own world, he felt it wasn't quite like that.
Fortunately, Mitsui's stopping action and gaze timely pulled Coach Anzai out of his thoughts.
Seeing Mitsui stop and look at him, Coach Anzai didn't feel awkward. He smiled and walked away.