NBA: Back to 97, to be the Jagged Bishop

Chapter 55 Big Ben's Scary Tattoo

The Raptors are fully weighted out of the rivers and lakes, and their first game is against the Vancouver Grizzlies.

Grizzlies coach Brian Hill began to twitch his eyelids a few days ago, restless.

He wasn't worried about the Raptors beating the Grizzlies. After all, the Raptors had just returned from a suspension, so it didn't make sense to send him back to the suspension list.

What he was really worried about was that the Raptors would spill the anger they had been holding back for a while on their Grizzlies, and there would be a bloodbath for thirty or forty points on the court.

In the opening game of this season, the Grizzlies were beaten by the Raptors, and Zhengyin center Levi was beaten by Wu Sheng and Camby.

So far in the regular season, the Grizzlies have a record of 3 wins and 16 losses, a very eye-catching record.

People are more dead than others, and goods are thrown away. If the Raptors hadn't risen, everyone would still be suffering, and no one would care about the record of the Grizzlies.

However, the Raptors have risen. Even if they are suspended on a large scale, they currently have a record of 13 wins and 6 losses, and they can still rank third in the Eastern Conference.

With such a huge record gap, the Grizzlies management must take some action, such as killing the head coach to sacrifice to heaven.

Everyone is a rookie, and they are all Canadian teams. Even the draft picks in the past few years have been similar, and the record is so different. Could it be the head coach GAP?

Brian Hill is convinced he's only one shot away from being fired.

He had a strong feeling that if he didn't do something, this opportunity would appear tonight.

Just imagine if Combe led the ferocious Raptors and slaughtered their Grizzlies again, he, the Grizzlies coach, would probably receive a call from the team's general manager Stu Jackson after the game.

The content of the call was only one sentence, you are fired.

In the Raptors locker room, Kong Bu was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Big Ben's arm as thick as his own thigh.

"Coach, you don't want this expression, it makes me very embarrassed."

Da Ben blushed, sitting next to Kong Bu at a loss.

"Are you sure that tattoo artist is proficient in Chinese culture?"

"Of course I'm sure. His shop is full of all kinds of porcelain, and there are some landscape paintings that I can't understand."

"How is it? I think this tattoo is really cool." Da Ben rolled up his sleeves like offering a treasure, and let the generals observe his new tattoo.

On the thick left arm, the word "horror" was impressively tattooed.

That's right, it's not Combe, it's terror!
Taking advantage of the half-month suspension, Daben found a tattoo shop that claimed to be proficient in Chinese culture, and got himself a new tattoo.

What he wanted was to get Kumbu's name tattooed on his left arm.

It sounds a bit outrageous, but Rodman can tattoo Papa Chuck's phone number on it, and Big Ben feels that he is at least a little more normal than Rodman.

For a long time, Big Ben has tried every means to express his gratitude to Kumbu.

He felt that tattooing Kumbu's name on his body and accompanying him throughout his life was the best way to express his gratitude.

When the tattoo artist wrote the two Chinese characters of horror, Da Ben immediately fell in love with him.

Neat, mysterious and majestic, like a black hole deeply attracted Da Ben.

Human beings are shy in their mother tongue, also known as the mother tongue embarrassment effect, which is clearly reflected in tattoos.

It would be embarrassing for Tianchao to have the word "forbearance" or "love" tattooed on his body, but if it were replaced with a line of English, it would be immediately forceful.

The same is true for Laomei, like Camby's Mian family, he can use English to get tattoos, but because his mother tongue is shy, he chose Chinese.

Iverson's "loyalty" and Beckham's life and death are all classics.

It is also out of this psychology that Daben chooses Chinese character tattoos.

He made a decision immediately.

It just so happened that there was a game today, and Big Ben wanted to surprise Kongbu.

In the end, there was no surprise, and Kong Bu was shocked. This tattoo artist is too wicked, and he can get such a simple word wrong.

"Ben, be sure to introduce me to this great tattoo artist!"

"It's so beautiful, so dreamy."

Canby, who prefers Chinese character tattoos, immediately yelled.

"No, do you really know the meaning of these two words?" Kong Bu was speechless and asked everyone.

Da Ben was stunned, "Huh? Isn't it the coach's name?"

"Of course not, it's just the pronunciation is the same." After finishing speaking, Kong Bu wrote his name on the tactical board and handed it to Da Ben and others.

Da Ben wanted to cry, but he finally understood the expression that Kumbu would have when he saw the tattoo.

He thought that Kong Bu was moved by him, but he was fooled by him in the end.

"Ah? What do these two words mean?" Camby asked curiously.

"The word horror, the word horror of dinosaurs, has the meaning of horror."

"Just like your Mian family, both words have meaning."

"If you put them together, horror means terrible, terrifying."

Kong Bu sighed and said, it’s okay to get a horror tattoo on your body, it’s really scary enough.

He didn't expect his explanation to make everyone's eyes shine.

"God, no wonder I feel flustered when I see these two words, like some kind of mysterious spell."

"The coach's name sounds like terror? No wonder he dared to go up and beat Larry Johnson."

"Ben, if we play inside, we should be a little more scary."

"Looking at it this way, this tattoo is simply wonderful. It has something to do with the coach and has a good meaning."

"I want to get a tattoo of the same style as I said."

Everyone talked about what you said and what you said.

Kumbu blushed, but he didn't expect to make a mistake, and Daben liked this tattoo even more.

At eight o'clock in the evening, players from both sides entered the field, and Brian Hill was pacing on the sidelines anxiously.

From time to time, he glanced at Kongbu from the corner of his eye.

Kumbu was reclining lazily on the bench, looking at Big Ben's tattoo from time to time, waiting for the game to start.

Playing against a team like the Grizzlies would be an insult to Big Ben and others if they were facing a big enemy.

How did the Grizzlies win?Why win?

Counting on the low-post singles of the big redneck?Counting on Raheem's mid-range shot?

They might be able to take a few hits against other teams, but they have no chance of winning against the Raptors. At least Comb can't figure out where their winning points are.

Hill was even more flustered when he saw the presence of an old god like Konbu.

Last time this kid looked like this dead, and then bloody tortured their grizzly bear.

Taking a deep breath, Hill decided it was my fate and he had to do something to save his coaching career.

It doesn't matter if you lose face or not. Compared with work, face is worth a lot.

He trotted all the way towards Kumbu with a weird smile on his face.

With a little flattery, but also a little reserved.

"Kong, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"I've been blaming myself for a month."

"The previous things were my fault, can we go back to the past?"

After Hill finished speaking, everyone on the Raptors bench turned their eyes to Kombu.

Why does it sound like a young couple who broke up for a while and wanted to get back together?
Mike Malone tightened his suit, thinking that his immediate boss had enough taste.

It's nothing more than a base, but he's still an old man.

Hill is not as tall and handsome as his old father, and Malone wonders whether to betray his old father in exchange for further trust from Kumbu.

Or simply sell yourself out. If it's Coach Kong, it's okay to bite the bullet.

Kong Bu grinned, this old Deng was looking for trouble.

He could guess what Old Hill was thinking at the moment, he just wanted to let Kong Bu's subordinates show mercy and prevent him from being abused so badly that he would be fired by the Grizzlies.

This league talks about connections, but not human relations, especially for a coach with insufficient qualifications like Hill.

With such a good record, if he is beaten by the Raptors at the same starting line tonight, his chances of being fired are at least [-]%.

When he was coaching the Magic, he was fired after half a season. He knew the cruelty of this league better than anyone else.

"Mr. Hill, let him go about the past."

"We're still friends, aren't we?"

Combe stood up with a smile and hugged Hill.

His temperament is like this, when others respect him, he pays back.

Of course, if someone pressed him an inch, Kong Bu would flip the table.

There is no deep hatred between Kumbu and Hill. Since Hill took the initiative to confess, Kumbu felt that there was no need not to give others a way to survive.

Not only Hill, but even Larry Brown, if he comes to admit defeat to Combe now, Combe can turn hostility into friendship.

It's a pity that it's impossible for Larry Brown to admit his counsel. Whether it's his character or his status in the league, he can't bow his head to Combe.

The bridal sedan chairs were carried by everyone, and Kong Bu was not crazy, he liked to offend others for fun.

(End of this chapter)