Chapter Nineteen: Your sister!

  Mike Krzyzewski, 49, nicknamed Coach K, one of the most famous head coaches in NCAA history. In recent years, he was the most glorious head coach in NCAA history. From 1991 to 1994, he led Duke University to a comeback against North Carolina. During those four years, the team led by Laettner, Bobby Hurley, Grant Hill, and Thomas Hill swept the entire NCAA, just like the current Virginia Cavaliers. Especially in the 1991-1992 season, they created a record of 31 wins and 1 loss in the ACC regular season, which was called a miracle that could not be repeated again.

  But what nobody had thought of was that after experiencing those four glorious years, with the departure of Grant Hill, that American NCAA dream team also disappeared. After the glory, there will always be scars left behind, Duke left a lot of "historical problems" in those years of glory, every team encounters them and fights hard, before because of their superior strength, they didn't feel anything, but now, without the advantage of strength, encountering others who go all out, Coach K's Duke encountered big trouble.

  The previous season, 1994-95, was Krzyzewski's most difficult and embarrassing as the Blue Devils finished with a 13-18 record, finishing 6th in the ACC and failing to make the NCAA Tournament for the first time since 1983. The team had gone from 31-2 to 13-18, a decline even Coach K couldn't adapt to.

  But that's the NCAA for you, if you pick the wrong high schooler, you're doomed to tragedy. Competitive sports are all about the symbiosis between players and coaches, one can't do without the other. If Zhuang Fei had listened to Bill Lamb's suggestion and picked some players who "seemed talented", he might have ended up like Coach K, or even worse. Fortunately, Zhuang Fei has the Wang Dynasty system, which is more effective than top-level scouts. And what's more, Zhuang Fei is lucky to be from a later era.

  Every night after going home, Coach K must do the thing is to study next opponent and make targeted tactics, he is a very rigorous scientific person, rigorous even some abnormal.

  "Mike, don't be too late, get some rest early, you're almost 50 this year, can't keep up like before," Coach K's wife Mickey sighed at the door of the study room, her husband was really worrying her to death.

  Coach K just furrowed his brow and nodded expressionlessly. Mickey let out a sigh and left as well.

  "What to do, what to do?" Coach K stared at the starting lineup of Villanova University on the table, muttering to himself and occasionally knocking his head. Obviously, he had not found a way to crack it.

  "Will we lose four games in a row this season? How good would it be if Grant were still here?" After thinking for a long time, Coach K leaned back in his chair, let out a helpless sigh, and stared blankly at the ceiling tiles, lost in thought.

  Time slipped away, and after a long while, Coach K suddenly stood up, took out the yellowed Bible from the bookshelf, placed it solemnly on his chest, and began to pray silently. This reminded him of the night before the 1991 NCAA semifinals, when Duke University ultimately defeated top-seeded Nebraska-Las Vegas Runnin' Rebels to advance to the finals. On that night, he had also picked up this Bible in a state of bewilderment.

  Coach K is a rigorous scientific person, but when rigorous science can't change anything, he's also a devout superstitious saint, and God becomes his last straw. This is a very contradictory proposition, the more scientific people are, the more superstitious they become.

  "This game absolutely cannot be lost, absolutely cannot let Vicksburg step on Duke to complete the regular season undefeated record, God bless"

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  "Zhuang, the US wants to do an exclusive interview with you tomorrow. The principal means that you can't refuse again." Beautiful First Secretary Naisi arrived at Zhuang Fei's office as soon as the evening training of the team ended.

  As the team's manager, Miss Nais has been very busy this season. The team's soaring performance has directly led to a surge in her daily phone calls, especially with TV and print media interviews, which have left her frustrated. After each phone appointment, she is forced to deal with this Chinese person she doesn't particularly like.

  How many times has she asked this question already? Miss Naisi herself had forgotten, and as for Zhuang Fei's answer, she wouldn't have any expectations either.

  "Decline, I still need to prepare for the upcoming ACC league regular season and playoffs. Miss Nais, didn't I say it a long time ago? Before the ACC league games are over, my team and I will not accept any form of interview. Don't ask me again next time." Zhuang Fei said helplessly as he looked at Miss Nais's smiling face, but recently, Zhuang Fei always felt that Miss Nais's smile was not as sweet as before, but rather a bit terrifying.

  It seems like the recent pressure has been too great, Zhuang Fei rubbed his temples and started to hallucinate.

  The day after tomorrow is the last regular season game of Wake Forest University, and in the previous 31 games, the team led by Shuai has achieved a record of 31 wins and 0 losses. They are only one game away from breaking Duke University's ACC league record. To say that there is no pressure at all would be unbelievable. Shuai has been trying his best to control himself and remain calm, but the recent training status of the players has made him worried.

  Too excited, proper excitement can promote the performance of athletes in sports, but if too excited, it will be counterproductive. At that time, it is likely to be like a spring, pressure exceeds the load, and the spring cannot rebound and deforms directly.

  Relieving pressure has become the most important task for Zhuang Fei recently. At this time, Zhuang Fei really admired those head coaches of Chinese men's football teams, wondering how they relieved the pressure on male football players and enabled them to play high-level classic games without any pressure. If there is a chance, he will definitely go to ask for advice.

  "Zhuang, are you free tonight? Let's go eat together." After Miss Nays left, the team's scout and coach Bill Lamb also came in.

  "What's wrong, had another fight with Nancy?" Zhuang Fei said with a smirk, Bill Lamb was a hot temper, not just at work, but also in life, even in his 50s, he could still insist on having a fight with his wife every few days. His wife Nancy was also familiar to Zhuang Fei, and she had a similar temperament to Bill Lamb.

  Bill's face turned red and he continued: "It's all her fault, she made a mistake but doesn't admit it"

  "Alright, alright, I've agreed." Before Billanbao even finished speaking, Zhuang Fei had already agreed. He wasn't interested in listening to Billanbao's explanation; both of them were the type of people who wouldn't give an inch once they'd made up their minds.

  This was not the first time that Zhuang Fei and Bill Rambourg went out to dinner together, the two of them tacitly arrived at that Chinese restaurant on the school's pedestrian street.

  "Coach, are you confident of winning tomorrow's game?" Bill Lanbo looked at Zhuang Fei with expectant eyes. Over time, Bill Lanbo had long been convinced by Zhuang Fei's outstanding coaching achievements, and he cared more about whether the team could win all the way than Zhuang Fei did. He was an old man of Viksen University, a witness to the team's history, but even in the team's most glorious times, it had never been like this year, so his expectations were understandable.

  "I don't know," Zhuang Fei smiled and shook his head. The match hadn't ended yet, so no one could say who would win or lose. Moreover, the match hadn't even started yet. Although in Zhuang Fei's heart, this match was a sure win.

  "Is it?" Bill Lamb asked somewhat disappointedly, expecting a more affirmative answer from Zhuang Fei.

  Seeing Bill Ramsay like this, Zhuang Fei became even more worried. The team's atmosphere was very strange now, from the principal to the students, from the coaches to the players, all were filled with a tense, expectant, fearful and uneasy state. This wasn't what Zhuang Fei wanted to see, but he didn't know how to handle it either. It was his first year as a coach, and his experience was somewhat lacking. Even with the help of the Wang Dynasty system, the system couldn't control people's emotional changes.

  Zhuang Fei picked up the boiling water in front of him and took a sip, also sighing inwardly.

  Ding, at this time, an electronic sound rang in Zhuang Fei's ear, and Zhuang Fei knew that the Wang Chao system had new information again.

  "Is there a new task?" Zhuang Fei opened up his daily tasks and saw that under Ma Bu's resentment, there was another new task.

  Zhuang Fei suddenly spat all the water in his mouth onto Bill Lamb's face.

  He suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted: "Damn it!"

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