Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Signetcher High School, basketball arena.

The training was over, and the players were about to leave, but a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly walked into the arena. It was the school principal, Hood.

"How did they come?"

"What is the principal doing in the arena?"

A bunch of players are a little weird.

Generally, school leaders do not come to the arena. Only during games, such as home games, sometimes they will appear in the audience to cheer the players on.

Just as the players were guessing, Hood, the principal of Signetcher High School, smiled and said, "Guys, when I see you, I remember when I was in high school, when I was the main shooting guard of the school. Time really flies. too fast."

Hearing this, a player twitched the corner of his mouth, almost couldn't help laughing, and said to himself, "You were clearly the quarterback of the football team at that time, so what does it have to do with basketball."

Of course, he wasn't that stupid, and he didn't expose the principal in public.

Hood kept a kind and dignified smile and said, "The day after tomorrow is our game against St. Joseph High School, and it is also the last game of the first round of our league. I'm here today to encourage everyone, the day after tomorrow. We must win the game."

It was for this.

A group of players exchanged glances, and they all understood.

I didn't see the principal to encourage them before, why did I come today, it turned out to be for the game against St. Joseph High School the day after tomorrow.

Immediately, the players looked at Principal Hood with a playful look in their eyes.

Why did Frank leave Signecher High School? It's no secret, at least the players on the basketball team know it.

In the past few years, under the leadership of Frank, Signeter High School won the South Bend League championship twice and entered the state league, but both times he stopped in the top 16 and was unable to go further.

Why?

Strength is one reason, and another reason is that the headmaster Hood stretched out his hands randomly and gave instructions blindly.

Obviously, Hood played football in high school, but he was still a basketball fan.

This is definitely a taboo for a team, but Hood is the principal and has a great say in Signetcher. Even if Frank ignores him, the players will still be affected.

For example, in a game, in the critical tens of seconds, Frank arranged defensive tactics, but Hood shouted beside him, asking the center to jump beyond the three-point line to defend other guards. As a result, the inside line was empty, and others seized the opportunity. Scored, overtaken the score.

Just one point ahead, and Signetcher lost the game.

To this end, Frank and Hood quarreled more than once, but to no avail. The last quarrel between the two was at the end of the state league last year.

Frank said goodbye to the players after that spat, he had decided to resign, had had enough of Hood, he was going to get out of here.

As a result, before he could submit his resignation first, Hood fired him first, making it seem like he was fired from the school because of his poor coaching.

In fact, everyone who cares knows what's going on.

"Heh, this is to see Coach Frank go to St. Joseph's High School and lead St. Joseph's High School to play so well, so Hood feels shameless?" The team's starting small forward Martin curled his lips and muttered contemptuously. .

"Shut up." Captain Scott glared at Martin and whispered, "Do you still want your full scholarship?"

Martin suddenly lost his temper and closed his mouth depressed.

In fact, as soon as Hood opened his mouth, everyone understood that he was afraid that he would lose to St. Joseph High School the day after tomorrow, so people would say that it was better for Frank to leave Signetcher and go to St. Joseph High School. Maybe someone else would scold the management of Signetcher High School behind their backs, calling him Hood, the principal, an idiot and thinking they made a mistake in firing Frank.

So Hood had to make sure the game was won the day after, and he had to prove that firing Frank was a smart move, and that the Signetcher basketball team was better than ever under his leadership.

"Guys." To this end, Hood did not hesitate to make a promise, "As long as you can win the game the day after tomorrow, I will reduce part of your tuition for the next school year."

"real?"

"How much is reduced?"

Upon hearing this, the players' eyes lit up.

After all, only a few of the team can get scholarships, and other players basically have no benefits. It would be great if tuition fees could be reduced.

"Thirty percent." Hood had a smile on his face, but blood was dripping in his heart. "If you win the game the day after tomorrow, I promise to give you a 30 percent reduction in tuition."

Don't underestimate 30%, because the tuition fee is already expensive. Although due to policy issues, the tuition fee for local students is less than that of international students like Qin Hao, but it is at least several thousand dollars a year, and the 30% reduction is almost the same. That's two thousand dollars.

And not just one person, but all of them.

Adding it together is not a small amount, although it is not for Hood to pay for it himself, but he has to pay some price for such an unnecessary expenditure of the school.

"Guys." Hood asked with a smile, "Now tell me, do you have any confidence?"

"Have!"

"We will definitely win."

Immediately, the players shouted.

Although I always felt a little uneasy in my heart, but for the sake of tuition reduction, this unpleasantness quickly disappeared.

What's more, now that Frank has left Signetcher and became the coach of St. Joseph High School, the two sides have become enemies. When they meet in the game, there should be no friendship.

On the court, isn't it just to win the game?

Seeing the high fighting spirit of the players, Hood nodded in satisfaction, said a few more words of morale, nodded to coach Jeff, and left the arena.

"Hood is really disgusting." Martin said unhappily.

"Martin." A teammate said, "We don't have a scholarship. It's rare that the principal promised to reduce or exempt tuition. Don't make trouble on purpose."

Martin spat without cutting: "Don't worry, I will do my best, but I am not trying to reduce tuition fees. Also, don't be too happy, St. Joseph's High School is not weak, can we win? Not necessarily."

There was no way to refute this, and the players frowned.

......

In a blink of an eye, the game came.

This game is the home of Signetcher High School. St. Joseph High School players came to the arena early and entered the locker room to prepare.

"This is Coach Frank's old club, should we show mercy?" Kelly asked tentatively.

"Be merciful?" Harold sneered: "I'm afraid you don't know how Coach Frank left Signetcher High School, I tell you, don't be merciful, it's just right to kill, how much can we win? You win as many points as you score. Right, Qin?"

The players all looked at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao nodded, showing a cold smile.