I was determined to be bad, but I went straight to the Basketball Hall of Fame
Chapter 70 Eating Breakfast
Chapter 70 Eating Breakfast
After the game, while Min Congda was practicing in the parking lot of the Staples Center, Curry was also practicing on the court.
Min Congda practiced two-handed ball control, while Curry practiced three-pointers.
Curry's performance tonight was very average, scoring only 8 points, sending 3 assists, but making 4 turnovers.
The most terrible thing is that the overtake three-pointer at the critical moment was not made, and he fouled during the retreat process, causing Hill to add a penalty.
The Clippers trailed by three points, and the team had to risk a three-point shot. This time, Dunleavy no longer trusted Curry, but gave the team boss Baron Davis the opportunity.
Although Davis did not make the last three-pointer, Curry felt that he was the first person responsible.
An open three-pointer and a needless foul ruined the Clippers' first home game of the new season.
After the game, everyone was a little disappointed, but no one blamed Curry, and Dunleavy didn't say anything. As an old coach, he has experienced many failures, and such a loss is acceptable.
But Curry blamed himself very much, so the fans left the field, most of the teammates took a shower in the locker room and went home, the head coach also left after attending the press conference, and the music ended, but Curry continued to stay. The arena is shooting three-pointers non-stop.
The originally bustling Staples Center looked very empty at this time, the surrounding staff were cleaning and cleaning up, and the headlights of the home court were also turned off.
One, two, three... when!Did not enter.Another vote, one, two, three, four, five... When!Didn't go in again.
Curry silently counted the number of consecutive hits in his heart, and he set a rule for himself. Tonight, he must hit 10 three-pointers in a row before he can leave. It is in the position where he missed tonight, otherwise he will die here even if he is exhausted. To continue to vote.
On the sidelines, Curry's girlfriend Ayesha watched Curry's non-stop practice on the court with worried eyes. She could see that Curry was not only practicing more, but also punishing himself for missing shots Clutch threes, stupid fouls.
Ayesha wanted to persuade him not to blame himself too much, but she understood Curry's character. He looked like a child with a baby face, and his inner stubbornness and arrogance were beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Finally, before the staff were about to finish cleaning and close the building, Curry completed the task of hitting 10 three-pointers in a row and sat on the ground tired.
If it is daily training, when the stamina bar is full, it is not uncommon for Curry to hit 10 in a row, 15 or 20 in a row.
But after playing a high-intensity game, it is not so easy to make consecutive hits when you are physically and mentally exhausted. A little bit of power flaws will lead to missed shots, and you have to start all over again once you miss a shot.
Ayesha walked to the field, ignored Curry's sweat, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and comforted him: "Let's go back, I think you must be hungry."
Curry smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm fine. Tomorrow will be better. Let's go."
Curry got up, went to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes, and went to the parking lot with Ayesha.
Regardless of Curry's baby face, his figure is much thinner than other NBA players, but he likes small horse-drawn carts and drives a black Mercedes-Benz G552009 [-] large off-road vehicle.
Driving to the exit of the parking lot, Curry saw a familiar car and license plate in front of him. Isn't that the car of the general manager Mr. Smart?
Why hasn't he returned at this point?Ah, he is the same as himself. He must blame himself for losing the game. He must have worked overtime in the office and watched videos.
Curry hurriedly honked his horn and rolled down the window to say hello: "Hey, Smart!"
Coupled with a salary of 2000 yuan for a game loss, both material and spiritual gains, this feeling is really great.
Just as he was about to find a place to have a drink with Daddario, he met Curry. Min Congda put down the car window, turned around and waved, "Hey Stephen! Why are you going back now! Do you want to find a place to have a drink!"
Seeing Min Congda's expression and tone, Curry felt that he was very happy?
Yes, Mr. Smart taught himself that failure is the main theme of life, and to learn to face failure, an optimistic attitude is the best attitude to face failure.
Curry pointed to Ayesha in the car, and said, "I want to go home with Ayesha, would you like to come to my house to eat?"
When Min Congda heard that Ayesha was here, he knew that he would definitely not be able to take Curry to fall, but it was a good choice to go to Curry's house for a meal.
So he turned his head and asked Daddario: "Anna, do you want to go to Curry's house together for a drink? Have a snack?"
Daddario has not fully recovered from the passion just now.
Now Min Congda does what he says, and it is a good experience to be a guest at an NBA player's house.She remembers her father taking her to Madison Gardens as a child, when Patrick Ewing dominated the Big Apple.
But Ewing's figure and appearance are too mighty and terrifying for little girls, so D'Addario has no interest in basketball.
On the contrary, Curry is very different. It feels completely different from those fierce NBA strongmen. It must be interesting to visit his house.
Min Congda told Curry that there was another person, and both Curry and Ayesha understood, and the four of them drove to Curry's home in the northeast area of Los Angeles. It was an ordinary single-family house, like the residences of many middle-class families, not very luxurious. .
Min Congda parked the car skillfully, and Daddario asked, "Do you come here often?"
"Well...sometimes I will come over for dinner, good friend."
He came here more than often. After returning to Los Angeles from Las Vegas, the training center had no food. Min Congda came whenever he saw the sky.
After entering Curry's house, Min Congda was even more familiar with it, and went directly into the kitchen to prepare for supper.
Daddario was surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Is Smart the owner here? Can he cook?"
Ayesha said with a smile: "Smart often comes to our house for dinner. His cooking skills are really good and he can cook a lot of dishes."
Daddario was surprised and came to the kitchen to watch Min Congda at work. This guy is more familiar with Curry's refrigerator than he is with the team's salary table.
"Frozen chicken wings, lemon, tabasco salsa, sausage, rosemary, tomato, onion, oh, and garlic... Anna, why are you here, uh, can you get me a bottle of white wine? "
Daddario nodded, but instead of going to get the wine, he stepped up to Min Congda and kissed him lightly on the face.
Min Congda was flattered by this, and felt a little shy. After all, this is Curry's house. He had nowhere to put his hands because the ingredients were a little dirty. He said, "Oh, Anna, this... this is someone else's house..."
Daddario smiled and said, "Then, can I go to your house later? I want to eat your breakfast tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)
After the game, while Min Congda was practicing in the parking lot of the Staples Center, Curry was also practicing on the court.
Min Congda practiced two-handed ball control, while Curry practiced three-pointers.
Curry's performance tonight was very average, scoring only 8 points, sending 3 assists, but making 4 turnovers.
The most terrible thing is that the overtake three-pointer at the critical moment was not made, and he fouled during the retreat process, causing Hill to add a penalty.
The Clippers trailed by three points, and the team had to risk a three-point shot. This time, Dunleavy no longer trusted Curry, but gave the team boss Baron Davis the opportunity.
Although Davis did not make the last three-pointer, Curry felt that he was the first person responsible.
An open three-pointer and a needless foul ruined the Clippers' first home game of the new season.
After the game, everyone was a little disappointed, but no one blamed Curry, and Dunleavy didn't say anything. As an old coach, he has experienced many failures, and such a loss is acceptable.
But Curry blamed himself very much, so the fans left the field, most of the teammates took a shower in the locker room and went home, the head coach also left after attending the press conference, and the music ended, but Curry continued to stay. The arena is shooting three-pointers non-stop.
The originally bustling Staples Center looked very empty at this time, the surrounding staff were cleaning and cleaning up, and the headlights of the home court were also turned off.
One, two, three... when!Did not enter.Another vote, one, two, three, four, five... When!Didn't go in again.
Curry silently counted the number of consecutive hits in his heart, and he set a rule for himself. Tonight, he must hit 10 three-pointers in a row before he can leave. It is in the position where he missed tonight, otherwise he will die here even if he is exhausted. To continue to vote.
On the sidelines, Curry's girlfriend Ayesha watched Curry's non-stop practice on the court with worried eyes. She could see that Curry was not only practicing more, but also punishing himself for missing shots Clutch threes, stupid fouls.
Ayesha wanted to persuade him not to blame himself too much, but she understood Curry's character. He looked like a child with a baby face, and his inner stubbornness and arrogance were beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Finally, before the staff were about to finish cleaning and close the building, Curry completed the task of hitting 10 three-pointers in a row and sat on the ground tired.
If it is daily training, when the stamina bar is full, it is not uncommon for Curry to hit 10 in a row, 15 or 20 in a row.
But after playing a high-intensity game, it is not so easy to make consecutive hits when you are physically and mentally exhausted. A little bit of power flaws will lead to missed shots, and you have to start all over again once you miss a shot.
Ayesha walked to the field, ignored Curry's sweat, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and comforted him: "Let's go back, I think you must be hungry."
Curry smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm fine. Tomorrow will be better. Let's go."
Curry got up, went to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes, and went to the parking lot with Ayesha.
Regardless of Curry's baby face, his figure is much thinner than other NBA players, but he likes small horse-drawn carts and drives a black Mercedes-Benz G552009 [-] large off-road vehicle.
Driving to the exit of the parking lot, Curry saw a familiar car and license plate in front of him. Isn't that the car of the general manager Mr. Smart?
Why hasn't he returned at this point?Ah, he is the same as himself. He must blame himself for losing the game. He must have worked overtime in the office and watched videos.
Curry hurriedly honked his horn and rolled down the window to say hello: "Hey, Smart!"
Coupled with a salary of 2000 yuan for a game loss, both material and spiritual gains, this feeling is really great.
Just as he was about to find a place to have a drink with Daddario, he met Curry. Min Congda put down the car window, turned around and waved, "Hey Stephen! Why are you going back now! Do you want to find a place to have a drink!"
Seeing Min Congda's expression and tone, Curry felt that he was very happy?
Yes, Mr. Smart taught himself that failure is the main theme of life, and to learn to face failure, an optimistic attitude is the best attitude to face failure.
Curry pointed to Ayesha in the car, and said, "I want to go home with Ayesha, would you like to come to my house to eat?"
When Min Congda heard that Ayesha was here, he knew that he would definitely not be able to take Curry to fall, but it was a good choice to go to Curry's house for a meal.
So he turned his head and asked Daddario: "Anna, do you want to go to Curry's house together for a drink? Have a snack?"
Daddario has not fully recovered from the passion just now.
Now Min Congda does what he says, and it is a good experience to be a guest at an NBA player's house.She remembers her father taking her to Madison Gardens as a child, when Patrick Ewing dominated the Big Apple.
But Ewing's figure and appearance are too mighty and terrifying for little girls, so D'Addario has no interest in basketball.
On the contrary, Curry is very different. It feels completely different from those fierce NBA strongmen. It must be interesting to visit his house.
Min Congda told Curry that there was another person, and both Curry and Ayesha understood, and the four of them drove to Curry's home in the northeast area of Los Angeles. It was an ordinary single-family house, like the residences of many middle-class families, not very luxurious. .
Min Congda parked the car skillfully, and Daddario asked, "Do you come here often?"
"Well...sometimes I will come over for dinner, good friend."
He came here more than often. After returning to Los Angeles from Las Vegas, the training center had no food. Min Congda came whenever he saw the sky.
After entering Curry's house, Min Congda was even more familiar with it, and went directly into the kitchen to prepare for supper.
Daddario was surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Is Smart the owner here? Can he cook?"
Ayesha said with a smile: "Smart often comes to our house for dinner. His cooking skills are really good and he can cook a lot of dishes."
Daddario was surprised and came to the kitchen to watch Min Congda at work. This guy is more familiar with Curry's refrigerator than he is with the team's salary table.
"Frozen chicken wings, lemon, tabasco salsa, sausage, rosemary, tomato, onion, oh, and garlic... Anna, why are you here, uh, can you get me a bottle of white wine? "
Daddario nodded, but instead of going to get the wine, he stepped up to Min Congda and kissed him lightly on the face.
Min Congda was flattered by this, and felt a little shy. After all, this is Curry's house. He had nowhere to put his hands because the ingredients were a little dirty. He said, "Oh, Anna, this... this is someone else's house..."
Daddario smiled and said, "Then, can I go to your house later? I want to eat your breakfast tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)
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