Anthony the Reborn

Chapter 106 Uncle Mu's Consolation
In a game without much suspense, the Nuggets finally lost 70:86. Although they only lost a dozen points, it was also the game that entered garbage time early. The score of 70 points also created the lowest score for the Nuggets this season. low score record.

Fans watching the game, as long as they are not blind, can see the powerlessness of the Nuggets against the Pacers. Although most of them insist on leaving the game until the end of the game, the disappointment in their eyes is beyond words.

After the game, Anthony and his teammates walked down the tunnel to the locker room in frustration.

Among them, the most uncomfortable one is naturally Anthony. He rarely scored in double figures in this game, and walked forward with his head down and extremely annoyed.

"Hey, Mello." At this moment, a voice stopped Anthony.

When Anthony heard the shout, he lowered his head and looked back. It was Mutombo. He stood still, forced a smile, and said, "Hey, Dikembe~"

"Looking at your face, how come you look like a deflated ball?" Mutombo said.

"It's not... you know, I performed very badly in this game." Anthony said helplessly spreading his hands.

"Hey, Melo, don't be like this, you have to learn to adjust yourself." Mutombo said in an elder tone, "There are always winners and losers in the game. When Jordan also lost, you have to try to accept the game."

"But... my performance was really bad..." Anthony shook his head and said.

"Melo, you don't have to care about individual performance. The team wins or loses, but at least the strength has the final say. The performance of players, especially outside or forward players, often depends on the touch. With such a good performance, it's normal to have a drop, so you don't have to worry about it at all," Mutombo continued.

"Perhaps...you are right." Anthony nodded. If he was a rookie, Uncle Mu's words would have a great effect on him, but he knew the reason for his behavior, so he did not It could be heard that Uncle Mu was comforting him.

"Let's go, take a shower and make yourself feel better. The road trip will start in two days. You need to adjust your mentality." Mutombo patted Anthony on the shoulder and said.

"Yeah." Anthony walked forward with his head half down.

"Hey, Mello." Just then, a familiar voice came from the front.

As soon as Anthony looked up, he saw a middle-aged man with some white hair, looking about 50 years old, and the information of the person in front of him flashed in his mind immediately.

Steve Smith, a meritorious coach at Oak Hill High School.

"Hey, Coach Smith!" Anthony was surprised by the unexpected visitor.

"You talk first, I'll go first." Mutombo smiled at Smith for a while, and then walked out along the player tunnel.

"Hey, Melo, how do you feel? In the league." Smith asked.

"Don't mention it, today's performance was really terrible." Anthony said with a look of frustration. If you want to say that Coach Smith is a closer existence in Anthony's memory than college coach Jim Boham.

"Don't be discouraged, kid, the season is still long, you have to learn to adapt." Smith said with a smile.

"Yeah, the season is very long." Thinking of as many as 82 games, Anthony also felt a headache. Now thinking about playing in the NBA is not an easy task.

Smith nodded with a smile.

"By the way, coach, why are you here?" Anthony asked suspiciously.

"I was going to Montrose Christian Academy to recruit a player, and I happened to be passing through Denver. I thought you were here, so I came to see you. I happened to meet you playing today." Smith explained with a smile.

"Oh? Which player? You actually want the coach to recruit you in person?" Anthony asked suspiciously. Generally, if a high school recruits players, the team's scouts should do it. If the coach goes in person, it will definitely not be an ordinary player. characters.

"That's a very talented player, and the kid admires you very much." Smith said with a smile.

"Envy me?" Anthony listened, and suddenly became more interested, "What's his name?"

"Kevin Durant, Washington Columbian," Smith said with a laugh.

"KD?" Anthony was slightly startled. He looked at Smith, and then remembered that Kevin Durant seemed to have played in Oak Hills. He graduated from high school with him, and he happened to be joining Oak Hills next year. In high school, what a coincidence.

"What? You know that kid?" Smith looked at Anthony suspiciously.

"No... I just heard about it." Anthony hurriedly explained.

"Haha, so you've heard of that kid. If you say his talent is really great, it's almost as good as yours." Smith said with a face full of glory, which shows his desire for Durant.

Anthony looked at Smith, and also smiled. If Durant's future achievements may not be lower than Anthony in history, after thinking about it, Anthony's head flashed, and then he said: "Coach, you say KD admire me?"

"Yeah? What's the matter? Are you interested in him?" Smith asked with a smile.

Anthony nodded, and said with sincere eyes: "I really want to meet someone who can be recruited by the coach himself."

"Haha, of course~" Smith laughed heartily, "But we have to wait until I can recruit~"

"Coach, this is not a problem for you. You have been in Oak Hill for so many years, you are very attractive, and our school is the number one high school in the United States, absolutely no problem." Anthony said with certainty, he knew Durant Definitely going to Oak Hill.

"Haha, I hope it's as you said~" Smith laughed.

"Hey, Melo, hurry up, the press conference over there is about to start." At this moment, a sweet voice came from the other end of the player tunnel, from far to near.

Anthony looked up and saw that it was the team's beauty publicist. Thinking that the press conference was about to start, he turned to Smith and said, "Coach, why don't you wait here for me first?"

"No, go get busy. I'm going to catch a plane later. Leave me a number. I'll call you when I have time." Smith said as he took out his cell phone.

"Yeah." Anthony nodded, then entered his number into Smith's cell phone, and returned it to him after getting through.

"Go and do your work, I'll be leaving soon." Smith finally said.

Anthony nodded, said goodbye to Smith and went to the press conference.

As soon as he walked to the press conference, Anthony suddenly spotted a familiar figure, La La Vasquez, the woman who was accidentally sprayed all over by her at his draft press conference.

"Is there any reporter who wants to ask questions?" The beauty publicist said to the reporters with a charming smile.

As soon as the beauty's PR finished speaking, the reporters below raised their hands one by one.

The beauty publicist took a look, pointed to the person who raised his hand first, it was Lalavasquez.

"Hey, Melo, hello, I'm Lala Vasquez from New Jersey TV. The performance of the Nuggets today is not very satisfactory. I would like to ask what caused this result?"

Hearing Vasquez's question, Anthony also nodded to this woman who had some inexplicable impressions. I haven't seen her for a while. She is much more professional than before.

"Well, the team's performance today was not satisfactory. The two teams are in conflict in style. Unfortunately, we were not able to play our own style, and my performance was not satisfactory, which led to the final result. Lost, I think we will make a good summary when we go back." Anthony replied a little seriously, after staying in the league for so long, he has basically learned how to deal with reporters' questions.

"Melo, you said that your performance is not satisfactory. I think you can't keep up with your physical strength when you are on the court. Is it because of some discomfort in your body?" Vasquez continued to ask.

"This..." Anthony looked up at Vasquez. The latter seemed to have found him a step down unintentionally. Naturally, he had no reason not to come down, "Lara, I think as a player, these are things you can't do." It becomes an excuse for the players to perform poorly, I still need to go back and sum up, and strive to play my own style in the next game."

Anthony's words were very tactful. Although he didn't directly admit Vasquez's words, the meaning in the words could be understood by anyone who understands, and he acquiesced.

Vasquez asked what he wanted and sat down.

"The reporter over there." Sitting in the center of the beautiful public relations, a female reporter in her thirties. Originally, this kind of press conference would call for a big broadcasting company, but because of the loss of the game, those reporters seemed to have little leisure time. When you come to interview, you can only order randomly.

"Hi, I'm a reporter from E Entertainment TV, my name is Jeff Lawrence." The middle-aged female reporter stood up and said.

Anthony looked at the female reporter in front of him in a little surprise. This one was named Lawrence, but she was so similar in name to actress Jennifer Lawrence.

"Hello." Anthony greeted out of politeness, but he also didn't know how the reporters from Entertainment Radio and Television Station came to such a place.

"Hello, I heard that Mr. Melo and Miss Lima once had a relationship, but recently Miss Lima said in public that you are an unreliable heartbreaker. What do you think about this statement? ?”

"What?" Anthony looked at Lawrence in surprise, not quite sure what she said.

Lawrence was more patient and repeated what he said before.

Anthony is also sure that what he heard is true, but...Lima said in public that he is a heartless person?What kind of thing is this?

To be honest, after his relationship with Fox warmed up, he almost forgot about the former Brazilian supermodel, so what is this in front of him?
(End of this chapter)