The day after the game against Wake Forest University, Scott Widman, the director of athletic affairs, appeared in front of Blake Dolan who was about to attend class with a smile on his face, and told Blake Dolan that Erwin Turner was
Due to health reasons, I applied to the school for a half-year recuperation leave, and took a flight to the warm Guam for vacation early this morning.
Blake Dolan was very sure that his eyes were not broken. Yesterday, in the front row of Vladivostok Stadium, Erwin Turner, with a clearly rosy complexion, cheered and applauded loudly.
In short, whether Blake Dolan wants it or not, his assistant coach is now officially the acting head coach of the Princeton Tigers for the entire upcoming season.
I don't know why, but Black Dolan didn't have the excitement that a young man should have, but only the indignation after being calculated. He finally became the donkey in the hearts of Erwin Turner and Scott Weidman, yoked to the car and pulled
The Princeton Tigers march toward an unknown tomorrow.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is a huge honor, but only Blake Dolan himself knows that this is a hard job. With a low salary that is only enough to buy a few burgers, he has to spend a lot of time formulating a style that fits the overall style of the team.
And the tactics of strength, even if this guy is a top student who graduated from West Point Military Academy, it still feels a bit difficult. After all, this is not a real battlefield and there are too many rules.
He really wanted to relax, but the habit of a soldier always drove him to work hard to win every game. The word victory has been deeply imprinted not only on his military career, but also on his life, like his left arm.
tiger head tattoo.
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The phone vibrated, and Blake Dolan reluctantly packed up his laptop and books, quietly walked out of the classroom where more than 170 people were sitting, and answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone was his father, James Dolan:
"Your Congolese friends have arrived."
Blake Dolan packed up his laptop, put on a set of casual clothes, and then walked to his Ford Mercury.
This was the first car he bought for himself. He bought it with his retirement pension. At that time, he thought he could only survive by relying on a wheelchair and a car.
As the car slowly drove out of the gate of Princeton University, Black Dolan found the female teaching assistant who taught him that day standing on the side of the street, apparently looking for a ride.
Blake Dolan slowly stopped the car and lowered the window. The female assistant coach outside obviously hadn't seen clearly that this person was the guy who contradicted him, and her mouth was full of words of thanks:
"Thank you! Thank you very much! My car has broken down because it has not been started for three weeks and the weather has turned cold. But I need to rush back to New York. Can I give you a ride?"
Black Dolan stuck his head out: "Of course, ma'am."
Deloni Blake didn't expect it to be this guy, and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but at this time there were no moving vehicles on the streets of Princeton Town. Considering that she had been standing on the street for almost half an hour, Deloni
- Blake opened the door and got into the passenger seat of the Ford Mercury.
Seeing Deloni fasten her seat belt, Blake Dolan started the car and asked at the same time:
"Where to go, ma'am."
"You can drop me off at any intersection in New York and I'll call a taxi. Although I have to thank you, I won't forget what you did last week." Delony Blake didn't want to talk to this bastard at all.
"It seems that you have a lot of resentment towards me. Do you mind if I embarrass you in front of the students? Or do you think what I said is incorrect?" Blake Dolan was unwilling to miss the opportunity to communicate with a psychology teaching assistant.
What he has to do now is to be a sponge, absorbing any knowledge that can fill him.
"No, I don't think what you said is incorrect. Your definition of social psychology is very accurate, but you don't know how to respect others. Professor Daniel Kahneman, I don't think you respect him." Deloni
-Blake put his arms around his shoulders and looked straight ahead and said...
"Why should I respect him? Because he is a well-known scholar in the United States and even the world? But he didn't bring much useful things." Black Dolan held the steering wheel with both hands and said lightly.
"You don't know that Professor Daniel Kahneman is so busy and spends time customizing research topics for you, but you don't care about his efforts at all and belittle him at will. If it were you, put aside the time to talk to the president and do it for the students.
How would you react if you customize a complex topic but are casually belittled by students?" Delonie Blake said with a cold face.
"Me? If those bastards on the basketball team don't implement my tactics, I might pick up a gun and kill those bastards!" Blake Dolan said this immediately, but soon, he hesitated and adjusted his tone.
: "Okay, I admit that what you said is right. I do have some disrespect for Daniel Kahneman. I should discuss this matter with him privately after class. Madam, you are very good. You used your words to guide me to find my mistakes.
Are you also an economic psychology student of Professor Kahneman?"
"No, I am a social psychology student taught by him." Deloni Blake turned to look at him and said.
"It seems that I did something wrong. Maybe Professor Kahneman does not only analyze economics as I thought." Black Dolan rubbed his nose: "I don't know your name yet, ma'am, although you
Already taught me a lesson."
"Droni Blake."
"Okay, Drone, can you tell me where to go now? Maybe I can take you there on the way."
"Madison Group Headquarters."
"What? Madison?" Blake Dolan was stunned for a moment and looked at Deloni Blake uncertainly.
"You look like you are surprised. Are you surprised that I went there?" Drone Blake asked.
"No, I'm just surprised that our destination this time is the same. I'm going there too. What are you doing there? I mean, if you need help, you can tell me. I'm very familiar with it."
"Of course, your name and destination have reminded me that you are a member of the Dolan family that owns Madison Garden."
It seemed that Delony Blake didn't want to talk to Blake Dolan. Blake Dolan reluctantly gave up the idea of communication and turned on the car radio, and the singing voice of Christina Aquinara came from it.
"Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?" Black Dolan said suddenly while listening to the music.
"As a hitchhiker, I don't seem to have the right to refuse, but as a normal person, I don't think it is polite to smoke when riding with a non-smoking lady."
"Okay, I assume you agree." Black Dolan took out a Camel cigarette and lit it with a cigarette lighter.
The distance between Princeton and New York is not far, so this boring journey did not last long. The Mercury parked in the parking lot, and Blake Dolan got out of the car and found Katherine Napoleon already standing in the distance.
"Hi! Aunt Nancy! My dad must be out of his mind to ask you to pick me up in the terrible early winter in New York!"
"Oh! It's Little Blake!" Katharina Bocher walked quickly towards Blake Dolan, but before she could give Blake Dolan a hug, the co-pilot's Delonie Blake had already got out of the car and walked towards Blake Dolan quickly.
Pocher came and said:
"Aunt Nancy, are you here to pick me up?"
"Ronnie! Oh! I can't believe how you came here with Blake, I mean you know each other." Katharina Bocher was surprised.
"It doesn't look like you're here to pick me up." Black Dolan and Bocher hugged each other and stepped away with a smile.
"I didn't know you were coming. I came down to pick up Ronnie, but I'm still very happy to see you." Bocher's face was full of surprise, and there was no trace of the woman's tough-as-a-diamond attitude in the conference room of the MSG headquarters.
"Oh, okay, you guys chat, I'm going to see my dad, and I'll see you later, Aunt Nancy." After Blake Dolan and Aunt Nancy said hello, he nodded slightly to Deloni Blake and headed towards the msg headquarters.
