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"One, Two!"

"One, Two, Three!"

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The rhythmic shouts and the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor continued to echo in the SkyDo Arena in Toronto.

Wearing a blue training suit, assistant coach Don Chaney, with his belly bulging, followed Clay Lee, running and jumping to the beat.

It was a simple dribbling exercise to get around obstacles, but Lee added so tricks.

The basketball currently used for training is specially made and heavier. In addition, Lee wears gloves, so he has to expend more effort if he wants to complete technical movents quickly.

Lee, who was doing basic exercises such as dribbling between the legs, changing direction in front of the body, dribbling between the legs, dribbling behind the back, and changing direction in front of the body, was not affected at all and completed these basic movents ticulously.

The sound of "bang bang" was frequently heard in the training hall. On the other side, the old guy who was stretching was already accustod to these training programs.

"What an enviable talent. Playing basketball at the age of 5? I've already started to believe the nonsense spread by the New York dia!"

Charles Oakley lay on the floor stretching his legs, sighed, and pouted at the flatterer Charlie Ward.

I felt a little jealous, even though Charlie Ward got the starting position tonight, thanks to his recent excellent training performance, he squeezed out Chris Childs who just joined the team.

But this flatterer knows that Lee's shooting performance is better, and his style of play seems flashy but is actually quite stable.

The main reason he can get the starting position is that he is more suitable for these veterans and likes to pass the ball to Ewing.

"Lee, take a break, the coaching staff really should add so young people!"

Don Chaney stopped and asked Lee to take a rest. He said that he wanted to recruit young people, but he was reluctant to give up his position.

"I have to thank Old Mike for the custom-made training equipnt. Donnie, it's ti to lose weight!"

Lee casually handed the ball to the rookie John Wallace and patted the assistant coach's belly with a smile.

Unlike Thibodeau, this assistant coach usually prefers to explain so offensive routines.

"Don't worry, Lee, you'll get a chance to start, but you'll have to stay on the bench for a while. That's how Jeff sotis does."

Don made another promise. Lee smiled delightedly, but he was disdainful in his heart:

"The starters pass the ball to the old guys, and then stand outside the three-point line waiting for the ball?"

Seeing John Wallace's envious look, Lee wanted to say "picture

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