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Chapter 48: The Charm of Oakley

"I signed them both for two reasons. First, I don't want them to tell the media about the indifference of the Knicks after they leave here. Second, the Knicks are not indifferent." Blake Dolan looked into the distance and turned around.

The two girls glanced at each other, said this to Petra Pope, then stood up and left the selection venue.



The Knicks' second preseason game is at home, where they will face the Warriors coached by Eric Musselman at Madison Square Garden, which has had its floor replaced.

What interests Blake Dolan is not the Warriors, but the head coach named Eric Musselman. He can feel that this guy is the same type of person as him. However, he is not as lucky as himself, and he has full power.

He managed the Knicks, but that guy was held accountable for his record in the Warriors because of the discord between training and players. A strong guy was caught in the middle. Needless to say, Blake Dolan also knew that it was not a good feeling.

But even so, this guy almost won the best coach last season, and finally lost to Gregg Popovich, who won the championship, and finished second.

This is a coach who has tough tactics and is more practical than entertaining.

Moreover, this guy is also young, just 37 years old. Among NBA coaches, he is definitely considered a young man.

Under his coaching, the players of the Golden State Warriors have very average statistics, with no player averaging more than 20 points per game.

This is the scariest thing, because Blake Dolan knows that there is definitely more than one player in the Warriors who can average 20 points per game. Jason Richardson and Van Exel all have this ability, but they are

Under Eric Musselman's tactical system, he did not get a chance to show himself. This is not a good sign for either the players or the opponents.

Blake Dolan picks out a few Warriors games from last season. Even though Rodney Hurd's rights have been reduced recently, it's still easy to find a few representative games as a scouting director.



At the same time, Eric Musselman also has a headache. He doesn’t have a headache for the next game against the Knicks, but a headache for the senior management of the Warriors club, who always act like a chicken being tempted in front of cheese.

Last season's team leader Antawn Jamison was traded to the Mavericks. Gilbert Arenas was reluctant to renew his contract because the asking price was too high. He watched Arenas being taken away by the Wizards. That was

The three Musketeers he worked hard to build last season, Jamison, Richardson, and Arenas, three people penetrate the inside and outside lines. Now, only Jason Richardson is left, but this guy because of

He was involved in lawsuits for beating his girlfriend and spent more time in court than on the training ground.

Mike Dunleavy is still a bit green, and Van Exel acquired from the Mavericks is an all-around player, but his dictatorial character is equally well known as his nickname "Locker Room Bomb."

Moreover, the looming question is, between Jason Richardson and Van Exel, who is the core of the team? These two guys are both players who need the ball in their hands. Arrange tactics around one of them.

, the other will inevitably lower his shots, but the two of them were obviously incompatible in their tactics last season.

"Shit! Why don't we let the newly appointed Chris Mullin sell the Warriors directly!" Eric Musselman roared angrily in his office, grabbing his hair!



After thinking about tactics for a while, Blake Dolan came to the training ground. At this time, Daville Hawke was leading the players to sit and stretch.

Jose Calderon's face was a little ugly. Blake Dolan knew what the little guy was upset about. He was angry. Kirk Hinrich, who entered the NBA with him, became the darling of New York, and he was in the first game of the season.

In the previous game, he only scored 6 points and 2 assists. If it were Blake Dolan himself, he would be unhappy...

However, Blake Dolan has no intention of worrying about everyone's feelings now. He needs to worry about his own feelings first, that is, to find an inside man first so that the Knicks' center position does not look so weak, and Patrick Ewing has already done it several times.

He expressed that he wanted to find a rookie with full potential to train him, but Kevin Cato and Reg Ostertag were obviously not to the gorilla's taste because they didn't have enough passion in the game.

"Look at your daddy's muscles! Boy!" Charles Oakley was shirtless and lying on the console doing bench presses. Eddie Griffin and Luke Walton stood aside with ugly faces and rolled their eyes.

Listen as Charles Oakley stimulates them with his mouth.

"The damn looks in your eyes tell me you don't respect me very much!" Charles Oakley said as he put down the barbell.

"No, no, Daddy Oak, I respect you as much as I respect the president!" Eddie Griffin grinned.

Luke Walton obviously had a different expression. He looked aggrieved: "Dad, I didn't make a mistake! I'm innocent!"

Black Dolan happened to come over and glanced at Charles Oakley who was picking up a towel. He asked:

"Hey, Old Oak, what did you do to these two kids?"

Charles Oakley wiped the sweat from his face, glanced at the two rookies and said:

"Those two guys were naked in the locker room after taking a shower, looking through Penthouse magazine. Fortunately, I noticed it in time, otherwise these two assholes might have driven that bitch Darville Hawke crazy! Think about it.

Look, how would Darvill react if two pools of unknown bodily fluids appeared on the massage table in the dressing room?"

Blake Dolan smiled and looked at the two rookies caught by Charles Oakley and said:

"Daville Hawke could probably flush those two little bastards down the toilet."

"That's what I said! They should thank me! You hear that! Bastards! Show me some respect! Because I saved you! You didn't have to be swept away!"

"You haven't answered me yet, Charles, what did you do to the two of them?" Black Dolan asked again.

"Nothing, just a little punishment to let them remember never to masturbate in the locker room!" said Charles Oakley.

"A little punishment?!" Eddie Griffin yelled, "I still can't feel my little brother's temperature! He's frozen!"

Luke Walton rubbed his hair: "This is fucking more terrifying than the punishment in Auschwitz! I'm not married yet! Daddy Oak!"

"What did he do?" Black Dolan looked at the two people and asked curiously.

"He took a shotgun and filled two tall glasses with ice! Let's put the glasses on my little brother for fifteen seconds! Can you imagine? Blake! I'm a Knick! Not a Knick

Castrated donkeys in the pasture!" Eddie Griffin yelled frantically.

"Then do you want to accuse him?" Black Dolan asked as his eyes swept across the faces of the two men.

"Are you kidding! I still want to keep my balls!" Eddie Griffin skipped Blake Dolan's question.

"Charge him? I won't. That's more dangerous than murdering the president." Luke Walton also said.

"The correct answer." Black Dolan gave them a thumbs up, then patted Charles Oakley's thick shoulder: "Dad next door, they treat you better than your son."

"That's because I think of them as my sons!" said Charles Oakley with a wide grin.

Behind him, Eddie Griffin and Luke Walton rolled their eyes vigorously.

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