MTL - The Rest, Only Noise-Chapter 3 colleagues
John Long was born in Michigan and played high school and college in Detroit.
It's not surprising that Louie didn't know him. Although he was engaged in professional basketball in his previous life, he was a post-80s generation.
His understanding of the NBA started from Jordan's time.
Even in the 1990s, he only knew those big-name players. It was not until the 2010s that he had a comprehensive understanding of NBA players due to the need to help the team introduce American foreign players.
He didn't know much about the 90s, let alone the 70s?
He could only look at John Long with the eyes he had considered professional in his previous life.
In his opinion, Lang has a good career prospect in terms of stature. He is 1.96 meters and has excellent shooting ability, just like Louis's previous scouting report - he can shoot at the free throw line. This was of great value in professional basketball in the 1970s and 1980s.
He can open up some space for those inside who like to work in the low post.
By the way, there is no three-point line now.
That said, these guys who can shoot from outside the paint could theoretically play the same role as future perimeter shooters.
Then, Louis found out that he was wrong.
It's a waste to make someone like that a space shooter. At college strength, he can dribble and play behind the ball, but his most characteristic skill is cutting out and shooting at forty-five degrees left and right.
If you want to find a template for him, Louie can't start with the CBA he is most familiar with. It's not that the CBA doesn't have a good catch-and-shoot player without the ball, but that very few role players in the CBA run that way for the mid-range space because they play in the three-point era.
If he wants to start from the NBA, he has not seen Hamilton play, so he thinks that to a certain extent, Long's left and right flanks are very similar to Kobe, Jordan and other swingmen.
He is the most outstanding player on the court, and although he does not have the foundation to become a superstar, such a person will definitely make it to the NBA.
He would be a good role player.
Louis thought to himself.
To make a professional scouting report, it is not enough to have a technical analysis of a player, he has to understand the person more deeply.
He couldn't come all the way to Michigan to find out, so the only way was to find Michiganders at school, or people with connections in Michigan.
In the end, he did find it.
Very good, the other party is a freshman like him, and she is a beautiful girl with the popular mushroom long straight hairstyle.
He was working out at Ohio Stadium at the time, and she happened to be there.
Fitness-conscious Americans are rare these days. They communicated because someone was smoking in the gym.
Louis from the modern age immediately scolded: "Can I invite you to smoke outside?"
In the next instant, Louie's brain gave him the message that smokers are all over the United States. Since the "Indoor Environment Law" and "Public Environment Law" have yet to be perfected, or have not yet been issued, smokers have the right to light anywhere they can. smokes.
That includes restaurants, movie theaters, gyms, on planes—yes, on planes—of course, gyms aren’t the place to be, so why shouldn’t you smoke?
The person who was reprimanded for no reason turned his head with a bad expression: "Don't meddle in your own business, Oriental!"
At that time, Louis had just finished a set of bench presses and was sitting in the corner to rest. Therefore, the other party did not know that he was 1.9 meters tall. When he stood up and looked at the man with a stern face like a dead man, fear appeared on the other's face: "I repeat, don't smoke here."
Then, Shaya, the angel who saved a conflict, appeared, and she persuaded the man away and exchanged a few words with Louis.
Louie learns she's from Michigan,
His face suddenly brightened, and he tried to look friendly: "Actually, I'm not a person who advocates violence."
They communicated, and Louie found that his body and face seemed to be very easy to eat here, and it was almost effortless. They completed the resonance of their souls in bed that night. What is even more gratifying is that Shaya is a basketball fan, and she knows John. Long, because they are from the same town.
When Louis took out the pen and notebook, Shaya was taken aback by his seriousness.
"What are you doing?"
"Just for the record, please continue."
Shaya gave Lang high marks, a little too high from a fan's perspective.
She described Lang as "a fighter" and described his attitude towards the game as "always know how to work hard and work hard".
"He was so famous in high school that even coach Bob Knight of Indiana University sent him invitations." Shaya lit a cigarette, "but he was a conscientious man. And a sense of mission, and loyal to the people of their hometown.”
Bob Knight? Louie felt familiar, and a message passed through his mind again—two years ago, Knight led Indiana University to the NCAA championship. But this news was of little use to Louie, who simply felt that the person's name was familiar and seemed to be related to Jordan.
It seems that this is the one who suggested that the Blazers choose Jordan to play center, right?
"Hey Lu, do you want to smoke one?" Shaya asked very politely.
And Louis has never had the habit of smoking in his past and present life, so he refused: "No need, thank you."
"If I didn't show up, would you fight that person?" Shaya asked curiously.
"Honestly, it depends on him." Louis said modestly, "If there is a real fight, it's hard to say who will take advantage. I probably have a 60% chance of winning."
Does this sound like something someone who is 1.9 meters in length and has fitness habits can say?
Although Louie enjoyed what they had just experienced, he couldn't stand Shaya smoking a cigarette in the airtight hotel.
So he put away the notebook, put on his clothes and said, "Sorry, I have something to do. The check-out time is 6 pm, and the rent has been paid."
"Lu!" Shaya shouted. She took out the cigarette in her mouth with her hand and walked in front of Louis with a smoky cloud. "This is the general phone number of our dormitory building. If you need to call me."
Surrounded by smoke, she looked even sexier.
But Louis had to go.
"goodbye."
Louie knows he can't go back, and he tries to fit into Louie's world.
He has been to the United States, but not the United States of the 1970s. The modern United States is somewhat similar to the broken United States of 2020 but very different.
He's trying to accept these old movies like he's accepting a new world.
Cigarette butts, hordes of social movement groups, Beatles convulsing in the street from taking too much LSD, and vans shaking inexplicably.
At a glance, the style of the 1970s can be seen.
Louis stood on the side of the road, waiting for a good person to give him a ride.
He can't stand by the side of the road like a nerd, he has to stick his thumb out, it's a signal.
This gesture will send a signal to the well-meaning liberals who are driving with nothing to do, "There's a colleague out there who needs my help!"
Soon, Louis' "colleague" came.
"Friend, where are you?"
The other party has long slovenly hair. If it is put into the future, anyone with this kind of hair will be regarded as a devil by the parents. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
This is the "legacy" of the Beatles, who, like a future Michael Jordan, managed to sell this sloppy hairstyle (Jordan's bald head) to the world and make it cool to contemporary people.
"The Ohio State University Goblin campus, convenient?"
"Come up, friend!"
They didn't exchange names, as if that was enough.
What's more outrageous is that he gets high on his own, playing "StrawberryFieldsForever" on a cassette tape
"Friend!" he yelled suddenly, singing along to the rhythm, "Letmetakeyoudown (Let me take you on a quest)~~"
"Cause I'mgoing to StrawberryFields (because I'm going to Strawberry Fields)~"
All I can say is that this song is pretty decent.
Later, he also plans to replay the song on the highway with cars, because the tool that plays the tape does not have the function of loop playback.
Louie said enthusiastically, "I'll come, my friend!"
"That's work!"
At this time, he needs Louis' memory.
Luckily, Louie can make this stuff.
He managed to cut back to the song, and the journey continued for a while until the end, when Louie didn't know the driver's name, who waved and drove away with a wild laugh.
Louie is still getting used to all aspects of this era, and hitchhiking is undoubtedly a favorite trend.
Of course, you have to selectively ignore how many serial killers have committed this crime.
In this way, it will not affect the mood.
