The conflict between veterans and newcomers is irreconcilable, like a time bomb that is in danger of detonating at any time. In the San Francisco 49ers locker room, I was depressed and depressed, and today I finally couldn't suppress it anymore.
"What are you talking about? What the hell are you talking about? You're a young boy! His hair isn't even long! Grass! Grass!" Pares's whole face was distorted and he was struggling desperately. The players behind him screamed. Shi didn't pay attention, but Pares broke free, and then he rushed towards Logan with great momentum.
The scene became chaotic again and was on the verge of breaking out.
Suddenly, a figure crossed in and blocked the road between Pares and Logan. Then he lowered his center of gravity and moved his body forward, solid and steady, sharp and powerful, powerful and steady as a mountain, vicious and vicious. He rushed towards Pares, and then collided head-on with Pares who was like an out-of-control locomotive.
"boom!"
A muffled sound came over, and in the next second, the Pares man fell to the ground, as if he had hit a mountain. Not only was he unable to break through, but he was also defeated.
Pares fell to the ground in embarrassment and embarrassment, and the whole world was shaken, "Fuck! Who! You..." followed by a series of swear words inappropriate for children, foam flying from the mouth, and his sanity was completely burned away. Gods kill gods, and Buddhas kill Buddhas when they see them.
"Shut up!" The figure stepped forward and roared in shock, "Shut up! A single-celled creature with a head like a paramecium, and it doesn't even have the ability to think. , if you don’t understand what’s going on now, shut your mouth! Don’t use your mouth as a **! Damn idiot! Shut up!”
That thundering momentum, from a commanding and absolute position, was like a lingering shadow, firmly shrouding Pares, with nowhere to escape, and forcibly cut off all Pares' anger, and also forcibly cut off all the anger of Pares. Everyone's voices were cut off abruptly, and the entire training ground fell silent instantly.
Bambi.
This is Lu Ke's nickname. Most of the San Francisco 49ers players don't know the origin of the nickname, but they simply and crudely believe that on the one hand it's because Lu Ke is indeed underweight, and on the other hand it's because Lu Ke's appearance is purely that of a scholar. She is indeed weak, and looks out of place in a rugby game that is known for its iron-bloodedness and toughness.
Even after three games of running-in, Lu Ke's usual image is still that of a sunny and cheerful college graduate; but today, Lu Ke showed an absolutely tough posture and skills, and the strong gap hit his face. , so that everyone couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing how to react for a while.
More importantly, the solid and powerful impact just now knocked Pares over in a head-on confrontation. The visual impact was too strong. What about being thin? What about the mentioned physical shortcomings? What about insufficient confrontation capabilities?
However, people forget that in his junior year, Lu Ke served as a sparring partner for a whole year. Even if the physical fitness is not top-notch, the ability to compete is definitely not that of a rookie. For sparring partners, collision, collision, and collision again, this is their job every day.
The physical fitness of the sparring partners is not that outstanding to begin with, which also means that they need to use more skills to add more advantages in the confrontation; what's more, the so-called "weak" is only relative to other physical talents. Just a more outstanding player.
Then, with a muffled "bang" sound, Pares fell onto his back.
The huge contrast set off a storm. Everyone opened their mouths in shock and panic, but no sound came out.
"Fuck! Are we the rookies, or are you the rookies!" Lu Ke took off his helmet and spat to the side, "If you have any dissatisfaction, we can resolve it on the field. This is a rugby field, not a boxing ring. If you want Solve the problem with your fists, get out, on the streets of the slums, those wild dogs and addicts will satisfy your demands!"
Lu Ke was also furious at this time, his chest heaved violently, he gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word from between his teeth, "Any problem, show your strength, let's have a strong dialogue and solve it head-on." ! If you think you have too much physical strength, give it a try with me. Let’s run a 10,000-meter race now to see who gets down first. The one who gets down first is the bitch.”
Lu Ke glared at Pares fiercely, with terrifying force and no sign of weakness.
Lu Ke has always known that conflicts between senior players and rookie players are bound to exist. This is the tradition of every team. As an undrafted rookie and a Chinese player, he further amplified this conflict. It is naturally extremely difficult to deal with. Therefore, Lu Kedu chose to act in a low-key manner, focusing on strength and competition to avoid direct conflicts.
But obviously, Pares today is like a mad dog, biting whoever he catches; since Pares wants a war, then he will give him a war, two people one on one, strong confrontation, look Who gets down first.
Pares reluctantly met Lu Ke's gaze, but in the end he still lacked confidence - Pares had been disgraced by the impact just now and could not say a word at this time.
What's more, in less than two months, Lu Ke's abnormal training has become known to everyone. In terms of hard work and diligence, there is really no one in the entire team who can compare with Lu Ke.
However, the players have been taking it for granted rather than making a fuss. Because the undrafted rookies had to work harder to catch up with their progress; but now, facing Lu Ke's strength, Pares couldn't help but feel short of breath. Only then did they realize that even if they were undrafted rookies, Lu Ke would definitely Not a soft persimmon.
"Any questions? If not, everyone should get off the field. Today's training is not over yet! If you have any objections, I'll see you on the court!" Lu Ke strode toward the training ground and walked for a few seconds. After taking a step, they found that none of the players moved, and the scene was as quiet as a cemetery.
"Fuck! We don't have a whole day! Everyone must return to the court immediately! Any problems will be solved on the court!"
Lu Ke's rough and violent voice sounded again, echoing violently over the training ground. The players, who were standing there like wooden figures, came to their senses at this time, silently took steps forward, and returned one after another. own position.
The players on the offensive team exchanged glances one after another, with surprise and shock in their eyes. They couldn't help but think of the episode in the game against the Cincinnati Bengals again: the bloody Bambi.
The tough and powerful counterattack on the field showed his iron-blooded skills. Obviously, being able to lead his players to three consecutive victories in the face of adversity, Lu Ke is definitely not a simple Bambi.
Parres gasped for breath, an indescribable feeling of frustration surged in his chest, but he could not vent it; he glanced at Alex Smith on the sidelines, but Alex did not give any response. , just folding his hands on his chest and quietly watching every move on the training ground.
Not only Alex, but also the other friends on the defensive team, Navarro Bowman, Patrick Wells, Justin Smith... But they all didn't speak, and they all averted their eyes in order to acquiesce. gesture, expressing approval——
Lu Ke's words are correct. They are teammates, not enemies. Any problem should be solved on the court. This is the correct way.
"Fuck!" Pares bit his gums, surging with anger, and hesitated for a moment: whether to turn around and leave the training ground, or stay and continue training. After a moment of struggle and hesitation, he wisely chose the latter, suppressed his anger, and jogged back to his original post. However, his heaving chest and constant swear words still revealed his dissatisfaction and tyranny. .
Logan trotted next to Lu Ke, hiding his face behind the helmet with a big smile, "Hey, man, you are so domineering, not bad."
Lu Ke rolled his eyes speechlessly and looked at Logan, but all he saw was the smug smile on his face. In the end, Lu Ke also laughed dumbly, "Pay attention, who knows if that idiot will use it crazily?" Destructive impact, be careful!"
If a defensive player desperately wants to destroy a player, except for the blind side tackle and guard, it is really difficult for other players to form an effective confrontation.
Logan beat his chest, "Don't worry, I have no problem. But you, you must be careful, the lunatic might go towards you, and then pave the way for his little sweetheart."
Lu Ke didn't say anything more, he just raised his right fist, the two fist bumped, exchanged looks in tacit understanding, and then returned to their respective positions.
Lu Ke stood up straight and gestured in the direction of the coaching staff, "Would you like to repeat the tactics just now?"
At this time, the coaches standing next to the court all had strange expressions, especially Jim. In team sports, players generally have hot tempers and are accustomed to speaking with their fists. Physical conflicts are common, and may even occur every day; team leaders often step forward to control the situation and condense the atmosphere in the locker room.
Just now, Kip, Craig and others did not step forward to stop it because they knew that the locker room needed to vent. If men had a fight and talked about it, the matter would be resolved. However, they did not expect that Lu Ke would finally stand up, and they did not expect that Lu Ke would indeed control the situation——
After all, the atmosphere in the locker room is largely caused by the appearance of the unknown factor Lu Ke.
Now seeing Lu Ke's calm movements and posture, it seems that the coaches can't keep up with the speed.
In order, Lu Ke has completed his offensive tactics drill, and Scott should come on next; but Lu Ke returned to his position, preparing to rehearse the tactics just now.
Although he didn't understand the reason and there was no need to repeat the same tactics again, Craig still gave a positive gesture.
"Attack!" Lu Ke announced the kickoff again.
