Chapter 280: John Roche

Lynn Stadium
This stadium is usually used to hold various high school competitions, and it can hold about 2,000 spectators.
Beautiful venues and facilities are the hallmarks of this arena, but such arenas are not uncommon in the United States, and can be found in every city and even every block.
The extremely solid infrastructure has laid a solid foundation for American basketball that dominates the world.
In the next six months, Linn Stadium will not host any more games, because Mo Mengchen has already packed it here. In his spare time, he will conduct special training with his training team here.
Thestrongest;king training team, today added a person.
He is almost 180 centimeters tall. As a white man, he is very fast, and all kinds of dribble changing skills will not be vulgar even if it is put into the entertainment-death league twenty years later.
"Left, left, right!"
Murren made a quick change of direction, and Mo Mengchen, as his opponent, kept doing a defensive slide with confrontation.
TSBK's strength trainer Evan Porter is responsible for supervision. He wants to ensure that Mo Mengchen is fighting against white people every second.
This high-intensity traverse slide training continued for a full twenty minutes.
When Potter yelled to stop, the white defender immediately threw the ball to the side and gasped on the ground.
Mo Mengchen put his hands on his hips and kept breathing with his head up. He also wanted to lie down, but he couldn't do that, which was very harmful to the body.
"Mo, your traverse speed is considered first-class in the NBA." Porter was surprised because he had not trained Mo Mengchen for a day or two. They were cooperating before Mo Mengchen entered the NBA. Meng Chen's physical quality can be said to be clear.
What exactly has happened to such a reborn transformation?
Speed ​​is one of the most difficult physical qualities to improve. Linear speed can be slowly increased by training, but lateral movement is almost doomed.
How fast was born, how fast it will be in the future.
The change of Mo Mengchen is amazing.
"I had this speed before I was injured." Mo Mengchen explained.
If he said that, Potter would understand: "Are you always restraining yourself?"
"Yes."
This is the only reasonable explanation.
"Then what are you hiding? Give me a surprise." Potter said curiously.
Mo Mengchen said slowly: "Surprise is coming one by one, if suddenly there are many surprises, then it is no longer a surprise."
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Potter smiled.
The white man finally changed from a lying position to a sitting position. He straightened up and said, "Mo, did you say you wanted to practice a skill that can score at a critical moment last time?"
"Mike, do you have any recommendations?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Mike Millen, who had just graduated from his senior year this year, played in the No. 1 position on the team. However, due to his talents, it was difficult to attack the NBA, and he originally planned to play overseas. As a result, Mo Menchen's high-paying contract let him go. The trainer's path.
Mirren's bare feet are only 180 cm, which gives him an extremely light speed. This is his biggest advantage, and because of this, TSBK recommended this person.
He can meet Mo Mengchen's training requirements.
This offseason, Mo Mengchen has two main things to improve.
Defense and speed.
He wants to use a lot of training to improve defense, and then use attribute points to increase speed.
If the offense doesn't work, start from the defense. This is the reason that has not changed since ancient times.
As for speed, it's all about dealing with the Bulls.
The Bulls can't deal with a flexible guard like Stoudemire. What if there is a 197 cm tall guard like Mo Mengchen who has the same speed as the young guard?
Taking the bull as the goal, everything he does now is to defeat the bull.
Millen laughed: "Yale University has a 165 cm guard..."
"Oh?"
Mo Mengchen doesn't care how high this defender is. He cares about Yale University, which is his alma mater.
This school witnessed his ACL tear twice, a school where he would rather have a nightmare at home than go back and take a look.
"John Roche."
Mo Mengchen's eyelids jumped again.
"Do you know him?" Mirren asked in confusion.
"I know someone with the same name as him, but it's definitely not the John Rosh you said." Mo Mengchen said.
John Rosh, whom Mo Mengchen knew, was a player in the seventies and eighties. His career began in ABA. Later, after the league merged, he played in the NBA. This person has never been a star.
Mo Mengchen remembered this person because he created an incredible record in that era.
In the 81-82 season, the last season of Rosh's career, the season in which the NBA has just made a three-pointer, he scored 20+ points in a game and hit seven three-pointers in a single quarter.
Imagine that he hit the NBA without a three-pointer. In that team, each team used the three-pointer as a nuclear weapon. One or two shots per game. Occasionally, the audience can be excited to stand up. Era, think about what it was like to score seven 3-pointers in a single quarter in that era.
Mo Mengchen had to remember him.
Roche's record has been maintained for two decades before being broken by Michael Reed.
"This guy doesn't have a lot of offensive means. He can eat in college basketball with just one move." Mirren said more and more vigorously, and there was some admiration in his eyes. "John broke through, throwing off the free throw line, his throwing in the air A rainbow-like arc flew out and the ball entered!"
Mo Mengchen knew that he was imitating the voice of the narrator, that is, this imitation technique needs to be improved.
Throwing outside the free throw line? so far?
What kind of touch do you need?
"I can understand that once he enters the three-point line, he enters the throwing range?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Mirren couldn’t wait to make a ring finger that could make BINGO sound:
Yes! Unbelievable? Is it true? He heard that he had to practice the ball secretly when the children were against him at home because he was quiet at night because the open-air basketball court in his hometown had no lights, so he only Being able to practice in the dark has given him a terrible sense of rebounding. As long as he enters the range, no matter how tall his opponent is, he can accurately guide without seeing the basket."
Potter sighed; "It's really powerful to hear you say this, but to practice his tossing like this, I'm afraid it requires not only hard work day and night, but also a strong feel, no feel, no matter how hard to practice Not successful?"
Millen smiled and asked, "Do you think Dor.Mo will worry about this?"
Suddenly, Potter found himself asking a stupid question.
The reason why Mo Mengchen can quickly establish a foothold in the NBA is definitely an indispensable factor. If he does not have such a good feel, if he does not have such a stable shooting, he will not be able to Dumas so quickly. Starting.
He has many talents, and feel is definitely one of the biggest talents.
"I need his game video and contact information." Mo Mengchen said.
Mirren said: "Leave it all to me, I guarantee this guy's toss will definitely be your killer."
"I hope so." Mo Mengchen said.
If Rosh's tossing is really as supernatural as Mirren said, Mo Mengchen can indeed consider specifically practicing this trick. With his height, his tossing threat will far exceed Rosh's.
"Mo, prepare for the second round of practice."
Potter looked at the rest, and clapped his hands and shouted.
Mirren's face is very bitter. Although his salary is high, he is also very hard. Mo Mengchen will never take the initiative to call tired, he can't cut corners.
Because when training, the player is the most tired, followed by the trainer.
Mo Mengchen started his training unambiguously, and even increased the intensity of the confrontation in pursuit of the training effect, which caused his consumption to increase accordingly.
After training with Mo Mengchen, Mirren realized that he was really impossible to play in the NBA.
Seeing no hope, he had to focus on training and respond to Mo Mengchen with the greatest enthusiasm.
After the second round, he fell down and sucked in sips of dust.
Mo Mengchen still stood, even if he was as tired as Mirren, he didn't lie down. I don't know if it was to maintain his image, or if he really didn't need to lie down.
"Ten minutes of rest, there is another round." Potter smiled.
"Evan, are you a devil?" Mirren muttered, "This is too powerful, so you won't get hurt!" d
Porter shook his shoulders: "As long as the doctor thinks there is no problem, the amount of training will not decrease. Mike, I think you need to strengthen your physical fitness. This is not okay. How can there be a trainer who has been crushed by the player?"
"Mo, aren't you tired?" Mirren seemed to hang up anytime.
Mo Mengchen's physical fitness can be regarded as excellent, but it is not top-level. Such high strength is entirely supported by will. As long as the time is long, the body will get used to it.
"I'm not tired," Mo Mengchen replied.
Murren stood up hard: "But I'm almost exhausted by you. You need to control the intensity so that you can protect yourself."
"Mike, do you think your confrontation is stressful to me?" Mo Mengchen's smile was full of mockery.
Don't be funny, do you know Gary Payton, Kevin Johnson, Tim Hardaway, Penny, Michael Jordan? I talked and laughed with them.
What are you doing? Also protect me?
Mirren also knew that he said a very ridiculous thing~EbookFREE.me~ But what he said was like the water that was poured out, there was no reason to recover it, he insisted: "You don’t think about your injury History? Just after the season, your body is very tired, you should pay attention to the rhythm."
"If this is not taken into account, I even want to fight you for thirty minutes."
"you sure?"
I want to smash my mouth. Mirren wailed in his heart, his face unchanged: "I'm sure."
"Then from now on, we will increase the time of one round to thirty minutes, so that two rounds can complete the training." Mo Mengchen said.
Potter shouted, "Alright, it's more efficient, and it will be done from tomorrow!"
"Mike, it's almost up to the last round of confrontation today!" Potter shouted.
Murren nodded tragically, dragged his body to stand in front of Mo Mengchen, and then carried out arduous lateral confrontation training.