basketball player

Chapter 4 004: God's Prediction
Henson stayed up almost all night, and Jrue Holiday's scouting report took all his energy and effort.In order for Posey to find no faults, Henson must be comprehensive.

He used his clever mind to list a lot of data. Among them, high-level data such as efficiency value, scoring and losing points per round, Henson relied on his "predecessor"'s good mathematical foundation to calculate clearly in the report, which is very convincing.

Now, of course, Henson is more than just juggling numbers.The biggest difference between him and before is that he has been able to closely combine mathematics and basketball.

Looking at a very complete scouting report, the tired Henson could not help but smile.He looked at the gradually brightening sky, as if he also saw his own gradually brightening future.It's time to go. If he misses this flight, even if he is not expelled after returning, he may become a cleaner for the Pacers.

After packing all his luggage—a briefcase, Henson left the room.When he walked to the front desk of the small hotel, the hotel owner was sleeping with his legs on the front desk.On the counter, there was an old-looking rifle.In a place like Long Beach, weapons for self-defense are essential.

"209, check out!" Henson knocked hard on the counter, the boss opened his eyes in disgust, this Chinese seemed to have interrupted his dream of getting rich.

"Check out so early, in a hurry to avoid debt?"

"No, it's work."

"Due to work? Let me guess, you are not an FBI agent." The boss replied sarcastically. Henson's cheap suit and handbag showed that his job could not be "noble".

"No, I'm a scout for the Indiana Pacers. I came to UCLA yesterday to look for talented players!" Henson thought that the hotel owner would give him an admiring look, and deliberately showed off his identity, but he was completely wrong.

"Scouts? Or the Indiana Pacers!? As God testifies, even their cleaners are more respectable than you. Okay, you can go, I hope Larry Bird will treat you to dinner tonight, hahahaha. Still scouts, the current people." After finishing everything, the hotel owner went back to sleep, not caring about Henson at all.In a place like Long Beach, where everyone can tell a story, it's not surprising that you meet the "Secretary of Defense."

Henson shook his head and left silently.The current self may be the worst scout in the NBA!Even the owner of a broken hotel can't look down on himself!
But Henson was not depressed for long. He believed that this sincere scouting report would change everything.

After rushing to the airport and picking up the plane ticket, Henson thought he could leave the disappointing "City of Angels" and head towards the "big cornfield" of Indianapolis.

However, after the ticket was taken out, Henson was stunned.The ticket in his hand is not going directly to Indianapolis, but to Chicago!After arriving in Chicago, Henson had to transfer to Indianapolis!
Originally, it only took four or five hours to fly directly from Los Angeles to Indianapolis.Henson has already calculated everything. After arriving at the place, he will go home and take a nap to refresh himself.Get up in the afternoon to clean up yourself, have dinner, and finally hand in the scouting report to the coaching staff energetically, and then start to explain.

Well now, the plan is all messed up.It only takes four or five hours to fly non-stop from Los Angeles to Indianapolis.But if you fly to Indianapolis after transiting in Chicago, the time required will instantly become eight or nine hours!
It seems that after Henson hung up the phone last night, the humiliated Posey was very "considerate" to help Henson change his contract, nearly doubling the flight time of the poor scout.

Usually, people only know that NBA teams fight with players and players fight with coaches.But a conflict between a coach and a scout is quite scary.And such contradictions are actually not uncommon in the NBA. The intrigues behind them are often as exciting as the games on the court.

In order to force Henson to give way, the bastard Percy really did everything he could.

Transiting from Chicago meant that it was already four or five in the afternoon when Henson arrived in Indianapolis.He couldn't rest, and he couldn't have a good dinner.Instead, as soon as we got off the plane, we had to rush to Conseco Arena, home of the Pacers, in the face of rush hour traffic.

If he is late, Henson can certainly explain, but for a scout who has already had an extremely bad reputation, Henson's defense may be very weak.

While waiting for the transfer at the airport, Henson had no time to rest at all. Instead, he revised the report over and over again, checked for gaps and made up for omissions, organized his language by the way, and prepared for the evening.

After finally boarding the plane, Henson couldn't sleep well.The long-distance flight tested his physical fitness and perseverance. Of course, exhaustion was written heavily on Henson's face, making him look like a capable scout.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Henson's flight finally landed.Thankfully, this time he was sure that he was indeed on Indianapolis soil!
After coming out of the airport, Henson immediately took a taxi.But he found to his embarrassment that the cash on his body might not be enough to pay the fare.

Because he was in a hurry, Henson forgot to withdraw money at the airport just now.He really admired his original "self" and refused to take even a penny of cash with him when he went out.Because in Henson's original plan, he was going to take the last bus from UCLA back to Long Beach!But last night Henson chose to take a taxi, which caused problems for his cash flow.

"Damn math genius! You can count so well on yourself!" Henson cursed inwardly, but no matter what, he had to give the taxi driver an explanation.

"Sir, listen to me. I don't want to renege on the debt, but I really don't have cash for you right now. If you can leave your phone number, I will take the initiative to contact you and pay you back." Henson confessed to the driver 10 minutes after getting on the bus.He thought of his destination and got out of the car and ran, but today is the game day, and the area around the Conseco Stadium must be overcrowded. He estimated that he would be caught by the local police within 50 meters.It would be embarrassing not to mention the time delay.

Contrary to Henson's expectations, the driver did not immediately throw him on the highway into the city, but looked at himself through the rearview mirror.

"Sir, you're going to the Conseco Arena at this time, I'm afraid it's not for watching the game. Because the real die-hard fans are already queuing outside the arena to check tickets." The driver asked suspiciously. He felt that Henson was unusual from the very beginning.Dressed so poorly, with a tired face, and in a hurry, the place he went to was the most lively holy place in Indianapolis tonight.

"I'm an employee of the Pacers! Well, I know it's unbelievable, but please believe me, sir. I'll pay you back the car money!"

"Could it be that" the driver touched his chin, "you are the locker room cleaner!?"

Henson almost spit out blood, did he look that much like a cleaner?The hotel owner said the same thing this morning, and now the taxi driver says the same thing!

"If you don't deliver me on time tonight, maybe I'll really be a cleaner, sir!"

"Hmph, you know, I've heard tons of interesting talk in this line of work. But no one ever says I'm an employee of the Pacers. I want to believe you so badly, but everything you say."

Before the taxi driver could finish speaking, Henson took out his work ID.It has a photo of Henson and his job title: Scout.

The driver looked at Henson, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he was such an interesting guy.

"Even a guy like you can be a scout for the Pacers? It seems that our poor performance is not without reason." The driver complained.

"Hey, it's not my fault that the team lost! Now, sir, please step on the gas pedal! After the game is over, I will call you and pay the fare. I guarantee it on my reputation!"

"For the sake of the Pacers, dude, I'll trust you once." The driver hesitated for a while, but still nodded.Then he shifted gears and accelerated, and the car began to weave across the road.Henson let out a sigh of relief. His status as a scout finally played a role.

The driver was obviously very familiar with the road conditions in Indianapolis, he bypassed all the congested roads, and without much effort, Henson was sent to the entrance of the Conseco Arena.

Since there was a game between the Pacers and the Spurs today, there was a huge crowd of people at the entrance of the arena. Henson didn't stop, rushed out and ran away.Push away the crowd and head straight for the arena.

When he took out his work ID and rushed into the arena, and saw the bald Posey in the office area, there was only one minute left before their agreed time!
"Dear Percy, I'm so fucking grateful for the plane ticket!" Henson panted, his cheap suit and tie messed up by the run.

"I thought you weren't coming, Henson. But it doesn't matter, maybe you really won't be coming after tonight!" Dennis Posey, an old man in his fifties, with bald hair and a rich figure, made him look greasy.This guy's dark circles are not much lighter than Henson's, maybe it's caused by his wife forcing him to sleep on the sofa these days.

Seeing that Henson was out of breath, Percy smiled smugly.He was about to reach out to snatch the scouting report from Henson when a tall man appeared in the hallway and interrupted the action.

"Posey, the players are warming up, what are you still doing here!? God, my assistant coach is still fooling around outside the field 10 minutes before the game starts!"

"Larry, I'm here to get the scout report. Our scout just came back!" Posey, who was still arrogant just now, hurriedly defended the man called Larry in front of him.

"Let's talk about it after the scouts report the game is over. Get back on the court right now! Damn it!" The tall Larry blushed with anger. He was already very dissatisfied with the peeing of the coaching staff!I really don't know how his predecessor endured these guys.

"Wait here for me, Henson! After the game, I'll come and get the scouting report!" After being scolded, Posey gave Henson a vicious look, poured all the fire on Henson, and then left in despair.

After that, tall Larry stared at Henson again.I have to admit, this man is very courageous.He seems to be born with a sense of oppression.But Henson was not afraid to meet his gaze, but stared into the eyes of the tall man for a few seconds.

"Are you the team's scout?" After looking at each other for a few seconds, Larry finally spoke.Since most of the scouts are in direct contact with the coaching staff, he is not deeply impressed with what the team's scouts look like.What's more, Henson used to have no sense of presence in the team like a transparent person.

"Ah."

"Damn, I thought you were a cleaner! Look at your disheveled appearance, our cleaners are more decent than you!"

Henson felt that he was bleeding internally, well, maybe he really has the potential to be a cleaner.

"Dennis said you brought the scouting report!? Come on, follow me to the luxury box. Today, I want to hear your report in person!" Larry beckoned, gesturing for Henson to follow him.

Henson was stunned, this guy looked as if "Guan'er" was bigger than Posey.Otherwise, Posey wouldn't be so afraid just now.

Wait, Larry?No no no, impossible!It can't be that Larry!
"Hey, are you deaf or stupid!? I told you to go to the box with me!" Seeing that Henson was unmoved, the tall man turned around and shouted again impatiently.

This time, Henson saw the guy's face clearly.

The hotel owner said something right in the morning, and he might really have dinner with Larry Bird.

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