Larry. Bird, one of the greatest stars in the history of the Boston Celtics. At the same time, he is also one of the most well-known stars in NBA history. He ruled the 80s with "Magic" Johnson, and "black and white" was undoubtedly the theme of the NBA at that time.

After Bird's retirement, Auerbach was very eager for his disciple "Big Bird" to stay in Boston to inherit his mantle and lead the old green army as a coach. But Bird didn't stay, and the rural boy who was born in a cornfield in Indiana chose to return to his hometown to develop his basketball career.

In 1997, Larry. Bird officially became the head coach of the Indiana Pacers. In 2003, Bird became club president of the Pacers. It wasn't until this season in 2009 that Bird finally took the position of club president. His authority covers the entire basketball affairs of the Pacers. So theoretically, from the players to the coaches, from the scouts to the trainers, it is all in the hands of Bird.

Although Bird is in his first year on the job, he has been in the management of the Pacers for years, and most of the people here are very familiar to him. But Henson is an exception, as Henson had little presence with the Pacers and had no direct contact with Bird, so it's no surprise that Bird didn't know him.

Henson follows Larry. Bird and Pacers vice president, Bird's assistant Kevin Bush. Pritchard walked into the luxury box. Don't get me wrong, it's not like Bird doesn't want to watch from the more lively stands. The reason why he and Pritchard chose the luxury box was because it was easier for the two to talk to watch the game here.

Once in the box, Bird and Pritchard sat down on the couch as if Henson didn't exist. It took a minute for Bird to realize that there was someone behind him, so he asked Pritchard to have a stool moved for Henson to sit on the armrest of the loveseat couch.

Still not looking at Henson, Bird lit a cigar. This habit really looks like Auerbach. Maybe Bird wants to be a basketball godfather like Auerbach, but for now, he's nowhere near that goal.

Henson was a little nervous, he thought he would only have to deal with the team's coaching staff this night. Unexpectedly, now he sat next to the two bigwigs of the team by mistake. If something goes wrong, Bird really has the right to let Henson get out! You know, Bird is a straightforward person. Winston, a university professor, doesn't necessarily have a good face with Bird.

But Henson understands that this is also his chance! If he can make a good impression on Bird, then what can Percy put up with him!? After all, it's not up to him to have the final say on this team. As long as Bird nods, it might be Percy who gets out!

Bird's predecessor, Donnie. The mess Walsh left behind wasn't bad, and the only thing that made Bird a little unhappy was the coaching staff. So as long as Henson behaves well, maybe he can still play Posey for a counter-kill!

Bird didn't speak, and Henson sat down on the bench obediently. It didn't take long for the on-field game to begin.

To this day, the San Antonio Spurs remain one of the best teams in the league. Although their core "GDP" has begun to get old, these guys have magically maintained a super high level.

As soon as the game started, the Pacers were beaten 8-0 by the Spurs. The Spurs' defense left the Pacers at a loss, and the Pacers' defense was as fragile as paper in front of Popovich's army.

"I don't understand, Daniel. Granger, Jaled. Jack and Jeff. Fords isn't weak defensively, but why are the Spurs able to score easily? Look at it, what a fucking ...... Another breakthrough! ”

Seeing Parker easily break through the inside line and make a layup, Bird couldn't help but grit his teeth and burst into a foul mouth.

"Jack's defense is good, but there's nothing he can do with Parker." Pritchard also shook his head, in front of the real powerhouse, they had no power to fight back at all.

"The problem is not Jack, but the lack of mobility on the inside, and the inability to make up for it in time."

Bird and Pritchard turned their heads in surprise to look at Henson, who swallowed and hung his head again. He's nervous, he shouldn't talk!

How dare a scout talk about game strategy in front of me? Interesting!

"Not enough mobility on the inside? What are you kidding? Do you crave two big guys who can run as fast as a defender!? Bird smiled playfully, Pacers starting center Jeff Bush. Fortes is notoriously ferocious, while starting power forward Troy. Murphy is an interior player who can contribute 10+10 per game and shoot with one hand. If even they can't contain Parker, then who can?

"No, you don't need to be as fast as a defender. As long as you can make up for Parker a little, you can buy time for Jack. Matt. Bonner isn't a very dangerous center, so sending a shorter interior to guard Parker and having Fortes keep an eye on Duncan shouldn't have given up as many points. Henson boldly continued, he is not a professional coach, but his genius mathematical mind and the presence of data analysis modules allow him to calculate a lot of numbers with just the naked eye.

Parker broke through from the three-point line to the box in 1.4 seconds. Murphy, on the other hand, pounced from the box to the outside of the three-second zone, but it took almost 2.3 seconds. By the time he arrived, Parker had already overtaken. Forts, who weigh more, are slower! As long as Parker passed Jack, there was little to hinder. And if we use the sporty power forward Margio with a height of 2.06 meters. Baston replaced Murphy and should be able to effectively help defend and contain Parker's breakthrough. ”

"What a genius, with a 2.06m Baseton, what about our rebounds? God, I don't want to listen to this idiot nonsense anymore. Pritchard gave Bird a look that meant to let him blast the scout out.

But instead of doing so, Bird smiled and took a deep puff on his cigar. "You can tell how long it takes for them to break through just by looking at the naked eye!?"

"It's not necessarily accurate, but it's not far from ten." Henson spread his hands, and in fact he could actually see the numbers accurately.

"So, as Pritchard said, how do we protect rebounds when we don't have a height advantage?"

"You must be crazy, Bird, you're crazy!" Pritchard simply ignored the two, and Bird was actually discussing tactics with a scout, which was ridiculous!

Henson ignored Pritchard's ridicule and continued to speak. He knew very well that Bird remembered himself! Now what Henson has to do is to deepen Bird's impression of himself!

"Alston has a very solid slotting technique, and so does Foster. Let them jam Duncan and Bonner to protect the penalty area and then by Daniel. Granger goes to rush for a rebound! Granger is tall and has long arms, and he has a knack for high-altitude balls! ”

Pritchard was taken aback by Henson's answer, and Bird stopped smiling. They know very well that this scout is not, and it is not a blind cat that meets a dead mouse. He is very familiar with the abilities of the players and is able to adapt to the situation!

Henson can clearly see the abilities of the players on the pitch, and although it is vaguely divided by the ABCDE, it is better than not knowing anything. Without the data analysis module, Henson wouldn't even know about Marcio. Who is Baston, and he would not have thought of letting Granger, a small forward with B+ rebounding ability, grab rebounds.

In Henson's opinion, it is very easy to figure out what the players are capable of. But in the eyes of Bird and Pritchard, it's not easy for a scout to know the team so well and be able to speak the truth.

Afterwards, Bird and Henson always had a conversation without a word. Henson wasn't necessarily right, but he was very thoughtful.

For example, Henson thinks he could try to use Granger to play power forward and Fortes to defend Duncan. The reason is that, based on the statistics of Granger's last few games, his success efficiency against the big man is as high as 77%, so why not let him go directly to the big man on the offensive end?

Although none of what Henson said could be put into practice immediately, the unusual numbers amused "Big Bird". After all, Henson didn't have any data reports from anyone at this time, but he was able to make every number clear. In Bird's words: you've got some ideas in your head!

It was in this pleasant atmosphere that the first quarter of the game ended. Unsurprisingly, the Pacers were blown up. 28-18, in the first quarter of the game, the current coach of the Pacers, Jim. O'Brien's team is 10 points behind! O'Brien was also born in the Celtic line, but he didn't seem to learn much from Boston.

Bird's face was ugly, and he took a few more deep puffs of his cigar, his brow furrowed. Henson looked at Bird, whose blonde hair was combed back, and he was really oppressive. Now that Bird was in a bad mood, Henson didn't dare to say anything more. Nonsense, even Pritchard didn't dare, and Henson, as a little scout, naturally didn't want to hit the muzzle.

"Scout, give me your report." Perhaps because the cheerleaders' performances were a bit tedious, Bird finally broke the silence.

Henson immediately took out the file bag, this report that might make him turn over!

Bird took a cigar in his mouth, opened the file bag, and took out a neat stack of reports and flipped through them casually.

"Only one player!?" Bird's eyes widened, the scout was either capable of convincing himself, or he just didn't want to do it. On a trip to UCLA, he only provided a player report!

"That's right, there's only one player, because he's the only player at UCLA this year who deserves our attention." Henson smiled confidently, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.