America 1979
Chapter 35 He is very valuable
Chapter 35 He is very valuable
On September 21, Friday afternoon, it was still a routine New York State Rugby High School League. The Hamton High school team played against another strong school team. The venue was a football stadium in the north of Brooklyn.
Because it is far away from the venue where the Hamatun school team used to play, and the distance is quite far, the fans of the Hamatun school team in blue and white are much less, but the fans who come over are all old fans and die-hard fans.
For example, there is a pair of funny father and son in the auditorium, both of them are wearing blue and white T-shirts, the big fat old man is holding a large square wooden board, a piece of square cloth is nailed to the board, and a running head is printed on the upper half of the square cloth. Texas Longhorn, with a line printed on the lower half:
"This is Bill 88!"
His teenage son is holding the same wooden board. The pattern on the square cloth nailed to the board is different from that of his father. It is a stick figure of a figure that has been knocked into the air.
"This is Bill's opponent!"
Last weekend and Sunday, CBS, which is a small TV station under CBS, broadcast the very short highlights of Bill hitting his opponent, and now there are fans holding signs to the scene to make jokes, which shows the action of football fans strong.
The father and son sitting in the back row attracted the attention of many spectators. During the 40-second gap between each attack, many people in the front row turned their heads to see the joke after being reminded by their companions.
This is a scene in the auditorium. Across the entire stadium, in the last row opposite the father and son, two other idlers also came all the way to watch the game.
Fat, balding old white male scout and the stocky and capable "big guy", Ryan Marino.
These two don't have any supporting jerseys, hats, small flags, etc., but they each hold a pair of binoculars in their hands and stare at the offensive and defensive line in the center of the "baking pan".
His attitude is so serious that the referees on the sidelines of the game will be ashamed of themselves.
In the 2-minute interval after the first quarter, the two men put down their sore arms, looked at each other and began to exchange views.
"I think his coach is right. This man was born for the 78-reformed football." The obese scout first gave his opinion.
Then I slowly analyzed: "I found that coach Murphy on Wednesday night, and on Thursday he took me to test the data of several 12th-grade players, and the Bill you asked for, and the blood was drawn."
"The results of the physical examination are very gratifying. This Bill has not used any medicine before, and his body is as clean as a normal person."
"I heard that Bill had a physical test on Wednesday last week. He weighed 220 pounds at that time. Yesterday's test was 220 pounds, which means he gained four pounds after eating for [-] days."
"Mr. Lane, do you know what this means?"
Facing the rhetorical question, Rennes just raised his chin and let the scout take the initiative to tell the answer.
"It means he can gain weight to 250 pounds with the help of a professional nutritionist on the college football team, and when he enters the league, he can gain weight to 280 pounds to [-] pounds."
"And these are predictions made without drugs. If drugs are used, tsk tsk, he may set a record for the weight of the entire league."
Boss Ren frowned, "Is weight so important now?"
The obese scout nodded: "Yes, in non-technical positions, size determines everything."
"You give me a reasonable assessment, where is the lower limit of this person's football career, that is, how much money can he earn in the NFL? Or what is the probability that he will not be able to enter the NFL?"
This is the topic that Mr. Ren is most concerned about.
"Sir, since you have helped me before, I should help you sincerely. To be honest, if he is a tenth grade student, I will ask my university to send him an invitation letter in the middle of this season."
"The lowest achievement of this person in rugby is at least the starting player of the low-level team. He doesn't need to be extravagant, at least he has the ball to play. If I want to give an evaluation, he is at least the core member of the low-level team and the leader of the entire team. The tactics revolve around his rushing on the strong side."
"Or the starter of the waist team, plus a skilled quarterback and a running back, can hit the top giants and the Super Bowl."
The obese scout rubbed his fat hands, and concluded: "Among the 500 people in the NFL, he is at least above the average line, and he is not a running back. There is no problem at all in eight to ten seasons of his career. Take the average. Counting nine years, the average annual contract salary of 50 is 450 million US dollars."
"But in my opinion, he can at least touch the height of the head player, and it is possible to earn seventy-eight million to ten million in his entire career."
"In a word, he is very valuable!"
Ren's eyes widened slightly, and he asked softly, "Is there really so much money?"
The obese scout shrugged, "Yes. Let me give an example of Mr. Juice Simpson. Counting this season, he has played for ten years. According to our industry professionals, that is, the head coach of my university, Simpson earned between $800 million and $400 million playing."
This was the late 70s, and the NFL hadn't been impacted by the 93 "salary cap" reform, and the gap between star players and ordinary players hadn't widened to twenty times what it was in the 21st and 20th century.
While the two were talking, the battle in the second quarter had already heated up, and Mr. Ren raised his binoculars again to search for the target.
The situation on the court is slightly unfavorable for the Hamatun school team. The opponent has the ball, and the offensive tactics are complicated and diverse.
The only bright spot is that Bill, who serves as a defensive left tackle, has a strong breakthrough ability. He can quickly overthrow the player in front of him almost after the enemy center forward serves, and then rushes to protect the four-pointer when the enemy center and right guard have not reacted. In the "pocket" of the defender, or go straight to the quarterback, or interrupt the rhythm of the enemy's pass.
Even people who don't watch the game very much can feel Bill's strength in breaking through the five-man "pocket".
The fat scout also raised his binoculars and began to comment in real time: "This is dominance. His coach is very cunning. Often the opponent who attacks the left tackle is the strongest defensive player, that is, defending the right tackle. But this coach put Beal at left tackle and put a stronger guy against a weaker player to quickly threaten the quarterback."
During the time they watched, Bill did indeed behave like the Texas Longhorns running wild on the opposite sign.
Mr. Ren made a decision in his heart, "I know what to do. That's all for today. You helped me, and you can come to Brooklyn to find me in the future."
He expressed his affection by twisting a piece of flesh on the fat scout's cheek with the index finger and thumb of his right hand.
"Mr. Wren, I'm glad I could be of help!"
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On September 21, Friday afternoon, it was still a routine New York State Rugby High School League. The Hamton High school team played against another strong school team. The venue was a football stadium in the north of Brooklyn.
Because it is far away from the venue where the Hamatun school team used to play, and the distance is quite far, the fans of the Hamatun school team in blue and white are much less, but the fans who come over are all old fans and die-hard fans.
For example, there is a pair of funny father and son in the auditorium, both of them are wearing blue and white T-shirts, the big fat old man is holding a large square wooden board, a piece of square cloth is nailed to the board, and a running head is printed on the upper half of the square cloth. Texas Longhorn, with a line printed on the lower half:
"This is Bill 88!"
His teenage son is holding the same wooden board. The pattern on the square cloth nailed to the board is different from that of his father. It is a stick figure of a figure that has been knocked into the air.
"This is Bill's opponent!"
Last weekend and Sunday, CBS, which is a small TV station under CBS, broadcast the very short highlights of Bill hitting his opponent, and now there are fans holding signs to the scene to make jokes, which shows the action of football fans strong.
The father and son sitting in the back row attracted the attention of many spectators. During the 40-second gap between each attack, many people in the front row turned their heads to see the joke after being reminded by their companions.
This is a scene in the auditorium. Across the entire stadium, in the last row opposite the father and son, two other idlers also came all the way to watch the game.
Fat, balding old white male scout and the stocky and capable "big guy", Ryan Marino.
These two don't have any supporting jerseys, hats, small flags, etc., but they each hold a pair of binoculars in their hands and stare at the offensive and defensive line in the center of the "baking pan".
His attitude is so serious that the referees on the sidelines of the game will be ashamed of themselves.
In the 2-minute interval after the first quarter, the two men put down their sore arms, looked at each other and began to exchange views.
"I think his coach is right. This man was born for the 78-reformed football." The obese scout first gave his opinion.
Then I slowly analyzed: "I found that coach Murphy on Wednesday night, and on Thursday he took me to test the data of several 12th-grade players, and the Bill you asked for, and the blood was drawn."
"The results of the physical examination are very gratifying. This Bill has not used any medicine before, and his body is as clean as a normal person."
"I heard that Bill had a physical test on Wednesday last week. He weighed 220 pounds at that time. Yesterday's test was 220 pounds, which means he gained four pounds after eating for [-] days."
"Mr. Lane, do you know what this means?"
Facing the rhetorical question, Rennes just raised his chin and let the scout take the initiative to tell the answer.
"It means he can gain weight to 250 pounds with the help of a professional nutritionist on the college football team, and when he enters the league, he can gain weight to 280 pounds to [-] pounds."
"And these are predictions made without drugs. If drugs are used, tsk tsk, he may set a record for the weight of the entire league."
Boss Ren frowned, "Is weight so important now?"
The obese scout nodded: "Yes, in non-technical positions, size determines everything."
"You give me a reasonable assessment, where is the lower limit of this person's football career, that is, how much money can he earn in the NFL? Or what is the probability that he will not be able to enter the NFL?"
This is the topic that Mr. Ren is most concerned about.
"Sir, since you have helped me before, I should help you sincerely. To be honest, if he is a tenth grade student, I will ask my university to send him an invitation letter in the middle of this season."
"The lowest achievement of this person in rugby is at least the starting player of the low-level team. He doesn't need to be extravagant, at least he has the ball to play. If I want to give an evaluation, he is at least the core member of the low-level team and the leader of the entire team. The tactics revolve around his rushing on the strong side."
"Or the starter of the waist team, plus a skilled quarterback and a running back, can hit the top giants and the Super Bowl."
The obese scout rubbed his fat hands, and concluded: "Among the 500 people in the NFL, he is at least above the average line, and he is not a running back. There is no problem at all in eight to ten seasons of his career. Take the average. Counting nine years, the average annual contract salary of 50 is 450 million US dollars."
"But in my opinion, he can at least touch the height of the head player, and it is possible to earn seventy-eight million to ten million in his entire career."
"In a word, he is very valuable!"
Ren's eyes widened slightly, and he asked softly, "Is there really so much money?"
The obese scout shrugged, "Yes. Let me give an example of Mr. Juice Simpson. Counting this season, he has played for ten years. According to our industry professionals, that is, the head coach of my university, Simpson earned between $800 million and $400 million playing."
This was the late 70s, and the NFL hadn't been impacted by the 93 "salary cap" reform, and the gap between star players and ordinary players hadn't widened to twenty times what it was in the 21st and 20th century.
While the two were talking, the battle in the second quarter had already heated up, and Mr. Ren raised his binoculars again to search for the target.
The situation on the court is slightly unfavorable for the Hamatun school team. The opponent has the ball, and the offensive tactics are complicated and diverse.
The only bright spot is that Bill, who serves as a defensive left tackle, has a strong breakthrough ability. He can quickly overthrow the player in front of him almost after the enemy center forward serves, and then rushes to protect the four-pointer when the enemy center and right guard have not reacted. In the "pocket" of the defender, or go straight to the quarterback, or interrupt the rhythm of the enemy's pass.
Even people who don't watch the game very much can feel Bill's strength in breaking through the five-man "pocket".
The fat scout also raised his binoculars and began to comment in real time: "This is dominance. His coach is very cunning. Often the opponent who attacks the left tackle is the strongest defensive player, that is, defending the right tackle. But this coach put Beal at left tackle and put a stronger guy against a weaker player to quickly threaten the quarterback."
During the time they watched, Bill did indeed behave like the Texas Longhorns running wild on the opposite sign.
Mr. Ren made a decision in his heart, "I know what to do. That's all for today. You helped me, and you can come to Brooklyn to find me in the future."
He expressed his affection by twisting a piece of flesh on the fat scout's cheek with the index finger and thumb of his right hand.
"Mr. Wren, I'm glad I could be of help!"
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(End of this chapter)
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