Chapter 68: University of Southern California
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The Whip of the God of Basketball
- Sheep who don't like to eat grass
- 1672 characters
- 2021-03-03 10:38:48
On the morning of June 28th, Leon rode Bill Sharman’s open-top Chevrolet towards the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, which is about an hour’s drive from Redondo. The university is located in the southwest of Los Angeles, in the former Los Angeles Clippers. The home of Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum is near. This is one of the famous basketball academies in California and also the alma mater of Bill Sharman.
Bill Sharman was born in 1926 and is 75 years old this year, but he is still in good spirits, has a very quick response, can speak clearly, and can drive a car. Leon soon fell in love with this tall old man with a bright smile. He is very talkative, but completely different from Auerbach, not the kind of arrogant but slightly rude noise, but moderate, comfortable talk.
"College basketball is the foundation of professional basketball in the United States. It is the strong and powerful backbone of this big basketball tree. The NBA is just the luxuriant leaves that grow on the backbone. If one day the branches and leaves wither, as long as the backbone is still accumulating nutrients, then The dense tree canopy may flourish in the spring. California is not only a place where professional basketball is developed, but also college basketball. Arnold has worked hard to let you come to this place to learn and learn, don’t let him down Sharman’s tone was different from Auerbach’s, with a graceful metaphor, and an elder’s comforting taste. Leon had to sit down and nod seriously after listening to it. In front of Auerbach he was always more carefree.
This time Sharman is going to take Leon to his alma mater. Now the USC basketball team is active in summer training. Sharman will let Leon be involved as an assistant coach.
Although Leon has participated in the Celtics training camp, he will also join the team's daily training when he is in Boston, but NBA training is different from college. There are no beginners in NBA training. From coach to player to trainer, everyone is professional. Perhaps the team will give those rookies who have just entered the league some time to learn and buffer, but it will not allow an assistant coach to learn from scratch. This is in school, Leon can have the opportunity to learn and invest in every detail. Come to the position of coach.
This is completely different from scout work. Scouting is a skill, and coaching is a project.
It was noon when they arrived at the University of Southern California campus. When they came to West Museum Avenue, they had already entered the campus of the University of Southern California, but Sharman did not drive to the campus on the north side of the avenue, but turned right into it. Los Angeles Stadium District.
"Los Angeles Memorial Stadium..." Leon read while looking at the letters engraved on a white stone tablet.
"The eyes of young people are so good, you can see the words on it so far. This is the Los Angeles Memorial Stadium, and there is a basketball stadium next to it. The opening ceremonies of the 1932 and 1984 Olympics were held here for the first time. I was only 6 years old when the Olympics were held... Get off the car, kid, let's go to the gym, it's not easy to find a parking space." Like most elderly people, Sharman also started nagging. Although he often participates in some basketball activities, but he is too lively to participate, but it is out to move with young people like Leon, which he can't ask for.
Leon is a very good listener. He doesn't talk much, but he is not slow, very keen, and is very good at catching Sharman's words. Sharman feels comfortable talking with him. He also thought in his heart that it is not easy to be able to make Auerbach value a young man.
"Do you still come back often?" Leon asked as he walked, looking at the huge stadium of this prototype. It was noon at this time, and the blazing California sun reflected a strong light on the white stadium wall. Leon, in the northeastern part of the cool weather yesterday, is now walking under the California sun.
Sharman smiled, shook his head, and said: "I'm old, no one will recognize me when I walk on the street, and the little guys won't know who I am, and I don't have the energy to get here. But after all, I graduated here and have worked in Los Angeles for many years, so I still have some face. Today I am just a referrer, and then everything will have to listen to the coach of the University of Southern California. Maybe he will have any requirements of you. Or if you need any help. It's up to you at that time. I know you are a smart guy. It depends on how much you can learn. Also, don't underestimate every coach who teaches in the university, I know Pitino He did a terrible job in Boston because the job of a college coach is completely different from that of a professional team. If it is purely a matter of school coaching, coming to college and studying with them is the best choice."
Sharman’s indoctrination Leon kept in mind that the two met and met for only a long time, but Old Sharman did not miss any opportunity to teach Leon like his own children. This is also the reason Auerbach asked Leon to come to Sharman, because Sharman is a good teacher.
If Auerbach is a trailblazer in the coaching position, then Sharman is a communicator. Some of the things that current coaches must do in daily training and command, such as arranging detailed training schedules, formulating individual training plans for each player, conducting adaptive training on the away field, and watching at the pre-match tactical preparation meeting Video editing, etc., did not emerge out of thin air with the birth of the coaching profession. Auerbach is undoubtedly a pioneer in this regard, and his various measures have allowed the position of coach to rise to a new height in basketball.
And Bill Sharman intensified these initiatives, improved them more carefully, and brought them to the west coast, and then slowly these ideas spread throughout the league. Because of this, Auerbach knew that Sharman was more suitable to be a teacher than himself. A teacher should know how to learn, and then teach the methods and content to the students.
Many geniuses are very creative and have strong learning ability, but they just don’t teach students. Just like the big coaches in the league, they are often not superstars when they are players, and superstars cannot be coaches.
Auerbach kept arranging tasks for Leon, but he almost never gave Leon instructions in terms of basketball skills and tactics. He knew he couldn't, but Sharman could. And even if Sharman is too old to teach, he will know who can do the job.
The two people walked a half circle around the Memorial Stadium to the Memorial Stadium on the southeast side of the stadium. Now this is the home and training venue of the University of Southern California. After the season is over, they are now training here.
"I have contacted the coach of the University of Southern California team, he will arrange everything for you then. Let's go first and see their training." Sharman led Leon into the huge and old In the memorial gymnasium, the sound of basketball touching the floor and the shoe surface rubbing against the floor.
Soon Leon heard the coach's roar, which is very common on the training ground. Those head coaches seem to have to roar their voices out of their mouths, otherwise the players would not know how to play.
On the sidelines, Leon saw the roaring coach, a middle-aged man with a bald head, Henry Bibby.
Leon took a closer look at the coach, his complexion was a bit dark ~EbookFREE.me~ but it was not that pure black, but a light brown. He seemed to be a mixed race like Leon. He has a round head and face, which looks like an egg, which is a bit funny, but standing on the sidelines and wearing a white T-shirt with a color on his face, he is not funny anyway. He didn't come to say hello immediately after seeing Sharman, but criticized a player who made a mistake, and then walked forward to shake hands with Sharman after he was over.
Seems to be a somewhat unkind guy, Leon thought to himself, but he was not worried at all, because he was quite good at dealing with such people.
"Hello, you are Fox-Leon. I have heard of your name. I am very happy to be here..." Bibby said, holding Leon's hand. At this time, a player on the field turned his head and cast his eyes curiously, Bibby It was like long eyes behind the head, and immediately turned around and cursed: "Put away your eyeballs and put them on the court, otherwise I will pull them out and squash them!"
"Henry, don't always be so fierce to the kids. It's good to be more relaxed. There is no formal training season yet." Sharman advised.
"No, these guys, if they are not strict, they will seize every opportunity to be lazy like a pig, I will always stare at them." Bibby said. Sharman didn’t say much, he just told Bibby about Leon’s coming here. In fact, Sharman had already called Bibby in the morning to talk about the matter and asked Bibby to think about it. Some conditions.
Bibby looked at Leon, thought about it and said: "Of course I won't ask for money, but I hope you can do me a favor and get a player for our team~EbookFREE.me~ Welcome to book Come and read friends, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~EbookFREE.me~ For mobile users, please go to read.