Chapter 839: Buddy!

"The Pistons won the game without suspense."
"The Lakers have shown no courage, making people unable to look forward to their future."
Wharton and Albert, you said, I said, although it is not good, but the Lakers fans have not refuted. The split of OK makes the team into two factions, and each player must make a choice.
A team has two strengths. They will not play a good game for the sake of competition. Instead, they will infight in order to make themselves sit back and forth.
Overlords who ruled the West in the past two years have given up his throne.
On the Piston side, everything you can see is good.
They finally got on the right track. The rookie's development was in line with expectations. Although Curry was hit by six offenses by O'Neal, he also scored 14 points, 8 rebounds and 2 assists.
Gerald Wallace’s performance was surprising. The cherry-blossom-like super-energy fighter can’t help much on the offensive end, but he shines on the defensive end, winning in 21 minutes of playing time. 6 points, 6 rebounds, 3 blocks and 2 steals.
Watson's performance was quite satisfactory. Randolph wanted to brush the data during the garbage time, but he was more fleshy and ended up with zero points.
Bobby Simmons failed to play, the depth of the Pistons is too thick, the fastest player of the year in the future has no ball to play at the moment.
Looking at them, Mo Mengchen said with emotion: "Our team is like a lion."
"Lions?" Hill said with a smile, "this is a novel concept."
Mo Mengchen said: "No matter what kind of creatures exist for the purpose of transmitting blood, so is the lion group. We are like a prosperous lion group. Every year, we can give birth to a few strong male lions regularly and nurture them for three or four years. And wait for them to thrive and learn all the skills before expelling them from the lions, without breathing and cultivating the next generation."
Hill didn't take it seriously at first, and then he suddenly found the concept awesome.
"I have a question. Who is the lion king? Who is the lioness?"
"Who is the dad? Who is the mom?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.
Hill didn't feel sad that he was not a lion king. He said superficially: "Then you are the male lion who leads the lion group. I heard that male lions are delicious and lazy. I never participate in hunting. I don't sleep except patrolling and fighting. Is bullying the lioness, are you sure you want to be such a guy?"
The unknowing is not guilty, but it is his fault to unknowingly and unknowingly.
"You really should learn more about creatures like lions." Mo Mengchen pointed out an obvious mistake in Hill's superficial impression stream, "Every male lion will be expelled by the lion group when they grow up. Can you hunt, is it not to starve to death?"
Hill really didn't expect that he would talk to Mo Mengchen on the way to the locker room, and why was this guy suddenly so interested in lions?
At the press conference after the game, O'Neill confirmed Eddie Curry's ability, but expressed doubts about his courage: "He is not a courageous center, he completely lost to me in the confrontation, and finally only Anyone who has the courage and courage to shoot outside can not do this."
Curry did not respond to this.
That night, the Pistons rushed back to Detroit overnight.
The next day is Thanksgiving, and everyone wants to go home early.
As is customary, this year’s Thanksgiving will be at Hill’s.
To this end, Mo Mengchen has to do more preparations.
At 3:30 in the morning on December 22, 2001, the Pistons' special plane arrived in Detroit. Mo Mengchen slept on the plane for 90 minutes, and he woke up when he heard the broadcast.
He was used to waking up suddenly when he was asleep.
When he returned home, it was already past four o'clock in the morning. He entered the apartment and heard a few barks.
The sound comes from outside the apartment.
"When is there a stray dog ​​here?" Mo Mengchen returned to the house suspiciously. Both Ephraim and the triplets had fallen asleep. He didn't want to disturb them. He moved quietly and quietly into the room and climbed to On the bed, take a break before dawn.
Mo Mengchen slept until seven o'clock in the morning, and the morning light pierced him through the window.
He was used to getting up at this point, Ephraim was still asleep, and someone was earlier than him.
"Adrian, what are you looking at?"
"ESPN news."
In fact, the teenager who is about to turn 16 years old just wants to taste his breakfast.
Mo Mengchen glanced at the eyes. On the TV, ESPN experts were reading the Kings’ recent rumors.
After Adelman resigned, they were thirsty for talent, hoping to recruit a capable coach with experience in superstar coaching and playing.
The ability to understand this well, no one likes to coax a child's incompetent coach; having the experience of coaching a superstar is a better understanding. Only by knowing how to get along with the superstar can you get along with the young and vigorous Maddie, Nowitzki and others. Get along in harmony; the playing experience is actually the same as the previous one.
A number of sports media have conducted surveys. The survey results show that the coaches of the players are more popular than the academic coaches because they used to be players and knew what the players were thinking.
"Currently, the closest person to the Kings coach is Doug Collins..."
"Ok?"
Mo Mengchen suddenly looked up, and pictures of Collins had appeared on the TV. ESPN experts were introducing the head coach who faded out of the front line of the NBA for several years.
"Dr. Mo, isn't this your previous coach?" Adrian asked.
"It's him." Mo Mengchen smiled, with an ugly smile, and some bad past flashed in his mind. "It's really been a long time since I saw it."
In the 1996-1997 season, after Collins was out of class, he thought he could find his next home quickly, but no one was willing to find him as a coach.
The Pistons that year were recognized as the team with the best lineup depth in the league, but under Collins' team became a short rotation team with only seven players playing.
After reaching the semifinals, the public did not think that Collins coached skill, and put the credit on Mo Mengchen and Hill.
The following year, the Pistons reached the Eastern Conference finals with the league's first record and had seven battles with the Bulls. This also proved the lack of coaching ability of Collins. Therefore, he could not find a job and could only travel to major TV stations as a guest. .
But this time, rumors don't seem to be groundless.
If I were the management of the Kings, how about the option of Doug Collins?
He has experience and coached Jordan, Hill, and the No. 1 pick in the 1970s.
He meets the conditions of the Kings, and his coaching style-free attack, free play.
Maybe they will suit the Kings now, don’t they like XD?
If Collins coaches, what will happen?
Mo Mengchen is not sure. Although he brought down the Pistons, he also brought out the most horrible personal data Jordan in the late 1980s. The Kings have several people who can brush data. If he gives up the system, he will retain some tactics. What happens if you play Planet under the circumstances?
Before Collins came to power, all this was just a mystery.
Adrian asked, "Doctor Mo, what do you eat in the morning?"
"How about burritos?"
"It's the burrito that people eat in your shop?"
"Yes."
"Ok, deal!"
In addition to the rest, Thanksgiving also has other benefits.
Fans who like to stay here waiting for him to appear on weekdays are now gone, and they have to go home for the holidays.
Therefore, Mo Mengchen came out with garbage like a civilian.
While picking up garbage, he said hello to the security guards who did not stop working during the festival. When he came outside the apartment, he saw Medela who should have gone home to spend the holiday with his family.
"Did you not go home?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"I was going home..."
Medela turned sideways, exposing the golden retriever dog hiding behind her.
"Wang Wang!"
It was exactly the same as Jerome!
Mo Mengchen remembered the dog barking around his ears last night. This golden retriever was obviously abandoned, and his body was dirty and smelly. If it were not in good condition, it wouldn't be recognized.
Although a stranger stood in front of it, it still stuck out its tongue enthusiastically and smiled, trying to please the stranger.
In Medela's view, this dog is very pitiful, but in Mo Mengchen's eyes, it is just one of the thousands of abandoned pitiful children in the world. It may have diseases, may carry viruses, or may have been infected. Some kind of thorny bacteria, 100% have skin diseases, there may be hundreds of lice and worms...
I heard that Golden Retriever's ears smell bad?
"Handle it." Mo Mengchen said.
After all, he went to the trash.
Medela watched him go away, clenching her fists, "I don't want it!"
"Buddy, let's go."
So, it has a name.
Buddy keeps up with Medela, passes the martial law of Garryton Apartments, and enters the elevator with its new owner, although the destination is on the second floor...
Medela quickly came out of door 210~EbookFREE.me~ What she had to do was very simple-first take a bath for this poor little dirty dog.
Mo Mengchen finished the garbage, and Medela and the golden hair covered with germs had disappeared.
Although he did not see their specific destination, the footprints on the ground told him the answer.
The golden retriever's feet were wet, and this little footprint provided clues to where they were going.
It is a pity that their destination is the Garridon apartment, and that only the Golden Retriever who may carry the virus may have entered Medela's room now.
Mo Mengchen exhaled a sigh of air: "It's really not wise to let a woman deal with a small dirty dog ​​who looks friendly."
He didn’t follow the whereabouts of Golden Retriever. In fact, if Medela didn’t take the dog to 250, he might pretend that it didn’t exist.
At noon, after lunch, Mo Mengchen took Ephraim and triplets, and Adrian, and drove to Hill's house.