Anthony the Reborn

Chapter 42 The Locker Room Problem

Anthony came out of the shower, although he was a little depressed, but there are always winners and losers in the game. The Nuggets have played very well for this sake, but the team's performance in the last quarter was a bit too weird.

At this moment, Anthony saw Leonard coming out after taking a shower, and he went up to him and said, "Hey, Walsh..."

Leonard saw that Anthony was about to talk to him, his eyes suddenly flashed a strange color, and he said, "Melo, what's the matter?"

"Can I...can I have a good talk with you?" Anthony asked tentatively. He felt that something was wrong with Leonard's performance in this game.

"Huh? How about next time? My daughter just has something to do right now, and the coach and I have both asked for leave..." Leonard said with a smile, and there was no strange expression on his face.

"Uh... so... well then..."

Anthony was rejected, and he couldn't force others, and Leonard approached Bzdelik in halftime, maybe it was just talking about things at that time.

Leonard smiled apologetically and went to get things from his cupboard.

Anthony looked at the back and frowned, he still felt something was wrong.

At the press conference after the game, Bzdelik expressed strong protests against the Rockets' final penalty at home, and announced that he would file a complaint against the NBA, which caused an uproar.

In this game, the focus after the game is no longer the performance of the players, but the fairness of the game.

After hastily ending the press conference, the Nuggets players boarded the plane back to Denver directly.

Everyone on the plane was not in a good mood. The players only chatted occasionally, which seemed very dull. Obviously, no one would feel convinced if they lost in this way.

After getting off the plane, Anthony was about to find a taxi to go back to the villa, when Barry stopped him.

Anthony looked back at the veteran, thinking that he basically didn't play against the Rockets. As soon as he came over, Anthony comforted him: "Joan, you still have a chance in the next game."

But Barry shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "At halftime today, I was in the toilet, and I heard what Coach Bzdelik and Walsh were talking about."

"What?" Anthony didn't expect Barry to hear it. He hurriedly leaned his head and asked, "What's going on?"

"Wash asked the coach to play time at midfield." Barry said slowly, "So I have already mentally prepared for this game. You know, I have old arms and legs, and I am only a few days away from retirement. ..."

"What do you mean?" Anthony didn't understand the meaning of Barry's words.

"I don't want any problems between you guys. I've been in the NBA for so long, and I can see some things clearly. Both of you are the main force of the team. Don't cause conflicts because of this kind of thing, or you will suffer. It’s still Melo.” Barry said honestly, he was still grateful to Anthony.

"I didn't..." Anthony just started.

"I see that you were going to talk to Walsh just now. The two of you have different considerations. There will definitely be conflicts at that time, so I would rather keep that layer of window paper. It will be good for you. Okay, my wife is here Alright, that's all I've said, I'm leaving first..."

Barry said as he saw a pink car coming towards him, and hurried over there.

Anthony wanted to say something, but in the end he could only wave goodbye to Barry.

Sending Barry away, Anthony sat in a taxi, recalling Leonard's performance after the regular season and Barry's words. From the Spurs game, Leonard seemed to be fighting for the right to shoot. I didn't feel it because of the snow, but after this match against the Rockets, I'm afraid it will get worse in the future...

Thinking of this, Anthony called Andrews.

"Hey, Melo, why are you calling so late? I heard that the Nuggets are flying back to Denver. What happened?" As soon as Andrews called, there was an inquiring tone. Follow Anthony.

"Oh, that thing is just the home whistle. At that time..." Anthony briefly said what happened at the end of the game.

"In this way, it seems that adultery may be involved here. The NBA will definitely investigate this kind of thing. Don't worry about it. It's just that the game is over and the outcome cannot be changed." Andrews comforted.

"I don't care. After all, I can't change the referee's whistle. By the way, you can check something for me." Anthony changed the subject.

"Check something? What is it?" Andrews didn't expect that Anthony called so late to ask him to check something, and he walked towards the computer beside the table while asking.

"Yes, Wash Leonard, this man, help me see what is going on with his contract with the Nuggets this year." Anthony said.

"Well, wait a minute..." Although he didn't know Anthony's purpose, Andrews still used his channel to inquire about Leonard's contract.

Anthony was sitting in the car, looking at the buildings flying by outside the window, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Well, he signed a 1+1 contract with the Nuggets, and the second year is a player option." Andrews told Anthony the result of the query.

"A player option contract? Well, I see, you should rest early." Anthony hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Anthony frowned even tighter.

contract year...

At this point, Anthony finally realized something that might happen, but he had never cared about it: the locker room problem.

There have been many players who lamented that the NBA is just a business field. This is not wrong. The players in the team are like commodities on the shelves of the bosses. So important commodities are in a dispensable state.

A dispensable commodity always hopes to become a commodity with high value, so I will try my best to express myself on the court. If some players behave selfishly or are not on the same beat as other players, then they will Respond directly to the locker room issue.

After Anthony proposed to use a small lineup, although Leonard still started, his playing time decreased sharply. This is difficult for him to accept. If the playing time has not been much, then his contract will gradually change. It became a garbage contract, and when the contract expired, he would have to get out of this glamorous league.

Camby is in the same situation, which is probably why the two chatted with the tactical board on the plane that day.

NBA players are both commodities and people. Everyone has their own personality. Camby has a gentle personality. Anthony didn't feel much, but Leonard, he signed a 1+1 player option contract this season. , for Leonard, it was signed entirely to earn the last pension contract, and Leonard's performance couldn't be more normal.

People are selfish.

Now that the season has just started, Leonard's performance is not very obvious, but as the season progresses, this problem is like a germinated seed, and one day it will become a major obstacle for Anthony's progress.

"The locker room problem!"

Anthony sighed and turned his head to look out the window. He didn't know how to solve this kind of problem for a while.

Downtown Denver, inside Bzdelik’s rented house.

"Ding dong~"

The crisp doorbell rang, and Bzdelik, who was doing tactical analysis in front of the computer, stood up, walked to the door, looked out through the peephole, and then opened the door.

"Hey, coach." Leonard stood outside with a smile on his face, carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

"Why are you here so soon?" Bzdelik glanced outside the door, invited Leonard into the room, and then closed the door.

"I live not far from here. I have my own house in Denver." Leonard said with a smile. He had played in Denver for two consecutive seasons before, but went to Toronto briefly last season. follow.

"Well, sit down." Bzdelik pointed to the sofa next to him and said.

Leonard put the things he was carrying on the sofa and said with a smile: "Thank you coach for giving me a chance today."

"Well, I'm also considering your actual situation, is your daughter okay?" Bzdelik asked with concern.

"Fortunately, I have come out of the operating room, and I should be fine for the time being." Leonard said with a burst of sadness on his face.

"Well, I hope she will get better. You seized the opportunity today, but you have to work hard to defend the mountain. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me. Melo is a potential rookie this year. If the season record is good, it will be good for you. The next contract will also be beneficial." Bzdelik said and handed Leonard a glass of water.

"Thank you, thank you coach." Leonard took the water with a smile, "Melo is very team-minded, and I will cooperate with him."

"Well, you have to take care of both." Bzdelik said meaningfully.

"I will, coach, there will be no problems with the locker room. By the way, these are some special products that my wife brought from Australia last year, and I sent them to the coach to try." Leonard said, pointing to the gift beside him .

"What are you? Your daughter is like this, and you still spend money to buy these..." Bzdelik said with a displeased face.

"These things were brought from my wife's house, they are worthless, and she is Australian." Leonard hurriedly explained.

"Oh... If that's the case, let's put it here first." Bzdelik didn't want to reject Leonard's kindness either.

"Well, coach, you are busy, I'll go first." Leonard stood up as he spoke.

Bzdelik nodded, and said, "Go back and take good care of your daughter."

"I will, thank you coach." Leonard said and stood up.

Bzdelik sent Leonard away without looking at those special products, but continued to do tactical analysis.

As soon as Leonard left the coach's room, the cell phone in his pocket rang immediately. He glanced at it, hurriedly left, and only picked it up when he was downstairs.

"Wash, why haven't you come here, bastard, Alice can't wait for that slut, when will it arrive?" As soon as the phone was picked up, there was a hurried voice on the other end of the phone.

"Tell that bitch to wait a little longer, I'll go get the goods right away, this bitch hasn't done it for a few days and she dares to rush the goods with me, and I'll see if I don't mess with her later." Leonard said and hung up He dropped the phone and hurriedly walked towards his car...

Anthony was sitting in a taxi, and after thinking about it, he couldn't find any good solution to Leonard's problem. It seems that he can only wait for news of the trade from Vandeweghe. It's too late now, and Vandeweghe may have fallen asleep. No matter how good the relationship is After all, he is also the general manager, and Anthony is not in a hurry at this moment.

He is now looking forward to what will happen next. In the villa, his full-time nurse Su Xi is still waiting for him to go back. Thinking of him, he sent a text message to Su Xi.

Anthony: I'm home, are you asleep?

As soon as the text message was sent, I received a reply immediately. It seemed that Su Xi was waiting for Anthony's text message.

Su Xi: Didn't sleep, you come back at night?
Anthony: Well, almost there, I'm exhausted.

Su Xi: It's okay, I'll come back and give you a massage.

massage……

Anthony's face turned slightly red, and he didn't reply to the text message, but directly said to the driver: "Please drive faster."

(End of this chapter)