Chapter 408: Black to Passerby
Yang Mo felt that the situation was difficult because he found that McGrady did not seem to have the slightest intention of surrendering, and his words were full of arrogance. Of course, this did not mean that Yang Mo was worried that McGrady would come and snatch his position as the boss. After all, the entire New York management was composed of his people, and even if McGrady in his prime came, he might not be able to snatch his position.
He was worried that he would lose face if he quarreled with McGrady. After all, he still needed to learn from him how to control explosive power. Moreover, if McGrady insisted on being the core player in singles, the team's tactical operation would definitely have great problems.
Why!
Yang Mo sighed and scratched his head, not knowing how to deal with McGrady.
He lay on the sofa for a while and finally turned on the TV. He felt that there was nothing that could be avoided and he had to face it bravely no matter what happened.
Unfortunately, the interview with McGrady had ended, and only the TV reporter was left interviewing New York fans. Yang Mo wanted to change the channel, but then she thought it would be fine to get to know the fans' opinions.
"...No, even though I hate that Chinaman, you can't deny that he is the leader of this team. To be honest, the team's performance this year has exceeded my expectations. We have defeated many unbeatable teams one by one, which is a very satisfying thing. If that guy wasn't so arrogant, I would consider buying one of his jerseys." A chubby middle-aged fan wearing a retro Ewing jersey answered the camera very seriously.
Am I arrogant?
Yang Mo frowned and thought about it. He didn't think he was being arrogant at all.
But the fact is, he has never been low-key.
At this time, the reporter had already interviewed another fan, who was wearing Milicic's jersey. When the reporter asked if McGrady would become the new leader of New York, the fan clearly had an expression of "Are you an idiot?" He said in disbelief, "McGrady? The new leader? That Chinese guy just defeated LeBron, and you actually said that McGrady can take his leadership position? Although I don't like this guy at all, even if McGrady in his prime comes, I think the leader will still be that guy. That guy is too brutal to deal with the enemy, and the Knicks should let such a strong guy lead. McGrady, no!"
When Yang Mo saw this scene, he rarely smiled and whispered: It seems that not all New York fans are idiots, there are also some who know what they are doing.
At this time, the reporter on the screen has switched to another fan being interviewed: "Of course I like Tracy to replace the Chinaman as the new leader. This guy actually dared to give me the middle finger and tell me to shut up. I spent two hundred dollars to enter the stadium last night."
"So, will you boycott the Knicks games?" The reporter rarely found a fan who was given the middle finger by Yang Mo, and quickly conducted an in-depth interview.
"Of course, I will never watch the Knicks game again unless they make the playoffs," the fan vowed.
"Uh..." The reporter was a little stunned, and then kindly reminded him: "The Knicks are currently ranked fourth in the Eastern Conference. If nothing unexpected happens in the second half of the season, they will definitely make it to the playoffs."
"We'll see then." The fan said angrily, then threw a sentence 'Tracy, come on! ' to the camera and walked away.
Obviously, this is a fan who was hurt by Yang Mo.
However, Yang Mo felt no guilt about this. He even thought it was particularly pleasing to the eye that this guy did not appear in Madison Garden.
The TV station then continued to interview several fans, who all believed that Yang Mo was an ironclad leader and that McGrady was nothing to be afraid of. Of course, they also expressed that they did not like Yang Mo very much.
From this, it can be seen that although Yang Mo is still not popular with Knicks fans at this stage, no one dares to question his status. Compared with all the belittling and slander before the start , he is much better. It seems that status is something that can only be earned through hard work!
After finishing the interviews with fans, the TV station held an expert discussion session.
Yang Mo seldom paid attention to these programs discussing herself before, but today she started watching them out of boredom.
At a glance, I found that these New York media had changed their temperament. They actually started to talk about her strengths, such as her strength, rapid , strong leadership, etc., although they repeatedly emphasized that Yang Mo's personality was very unfriendly. But the trend of turning from haters to passers-by is very clear. It is estimated that if this continues, passers-by will soon turn into fans.
After watching the show, Yang Mo was a little surprised . Then, he flipped through some recent newspapers and saw that public opinion had obviously improved. Compared with the negative articles that covered the sky and the sun before, it was much clearer.
Why am I so unaccustomed to this?
Yang Mo touched his forehead and was actually unable to accept it.
Since Lu Xuefei and her sister were not at home, Yang Mo went to the kitchen to make a dinner and went to bed early. When he woke up the next morning, he found that his forearm was slightly sore. This surprised him very much, because since he got the hexagram, he had never encountered such a situation.
After applying some medicine and rubbing it, I went to the training hall. When I arrived at the training hall, I found that Stockton had already arrived. You know, he arrived half an hour earlier today.
"Not bad, that's an improvement over yesterday. I've only been here for twenty minutes." Stockton said calmly, and it was unclear whether it was a compliment or something else.
"I..." Yang Mo scratched his scalp, not knowing whether he should be happy or not.
"How is it? You can't bend your fingers now, right?" Stockton said with a mischievous grin.
"No?" Yang Mo opened his hands and grabbed in the air a few times, and said honestly: "There is just a little soreness in the ligament of my forearm."
"Ah?" Now it was Stockton's turn to be surprised. He quickly walked up to Yang Mo and asked doubtfully, "Were you lazy yesterday?"
"No!" Yang Mo quickly shook his head to deny it.
"Then you are really a freak." Seeing that Yang Mo did not seem to be faking it, Stockton said with a little bit of boredom: "I was planning to let you practice passing the ball today. It seems that you have good muscles, so... continue to practice tennis."
"Oh." Yang Mo nodded without resistance. He walked to the side, picked up the tennis ball and started practicing passing the ball.
"We have a game tonight, so you can practice until noon." Stockton said as he walked out, "But you have to catch six tennis balls this time."
As he said that, he walked out of the door. He muttered as he walked: "What kind of monster is this? After a day of practice, your hands are only a little sore? I couldn't even lift my hands back then. Well, I'll let you have a taste of six tennis balls. I only practiced five at most back then..."
Yang Mo was unaware of his mutterings. She just quietly grabbed six tennis balls and started practicing attentively.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
His first pass ended in a complete miss, which surprised him greatly, considering that he managed to make one or two every time he threw the ball yesterday.
Is it a step backward?
Yang Mo thought with some worry.
In fact, he didn't know that the difficulty of six tennis balls compared to five tennis balls is not just as simple as adding one ball. It is simply a geometric multiplication of the difficulty.
After throwing for half an hour, Yang Mo finally figured out the trick. It turned out that he had to control his muscle strength more finely in order to throw the tennis ball.
After practicing for a while in the morning, Yang Mo was finally able to hit at least one ball every time, and occasionally hit two or three. After all, this was nearly five meters away, and it was very, very rare to reach this level. The middle point guard Douglas also came over to try, but the result was naturally that he didn't hit a single ball. The tennis ball was not as obedient as the basketball in his hand.
After lunch, Yang Mo drove to Madison Square Garden. There was another game against the Clippers tonight. After this game, they would go to participate in the All-Star Weekend.
