blogombal Chapter 63 The Unlucky King
Chapter 63 The Unlucky King
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it was May 20th.
Today, Du Ze did not go to the training hall, but was forced by Lawrence to stay in the dormitory and sit quietly in front of the TV waiting.
Lawrence, munching on snacks at the other end of the sofa, rambled on, "There's no rush. Let's see the lottery results first. Once they're out, we'll know what situation we're about to face."
After hearing this, Du Ze could only smile bitterly. What other situation could there be?
In the latest draft simulation predictions from many websites, he is ranked between 24th and 28th, a small improvement from before, but still very limited.
Based on this ranking, the final draw result will have absolutely no impact on him.
Because only teams that miss the playoffs can participate in the NBA draft lottery, it's a chance to win one of the top three picks.
Teams that didn't win the lottery are ranked according to their records, with fourth through fourteenth place being fixed, so there's no need to announce them.
In 09, the lottery only announced the winners of the top three spots.
Seeing that Duze remained silent, Lawrence comforted him, "Don't be so discouraged. Being selected in the first round isn't so bad."
After a pause, he added bluntly, "But to be honest, your height is a disadvantage for playing inside, and you can't develop your ball-handling skills, so you're already doing pretty well for the market."
Du Ze rolled his eyes. "If you're so good at talking, then talk more."
But what Lawrence said is indeed true.
The draft reports that the draft websites gave him were basically the same.
There are many reasons that limit him, one of which is that, as an inside player, his reported height of 206cm is easily at a disadvantage in a league full of tall players.
Besides that, the most important point is that he lacks the ability to launch his own attacks, which is a fatal flaw, meaning you can only eat the pies, making him very insignificant.
In addition, he lacks finesse, has no low-post back-to-the-basket game, no mid-range shot, no hook shot, and his overall technique is too rough. If he only relies on defense as his selling point, he is likely to flop.
Of course, his poor regular season stats were also a significant limiting factor; averaging 9.2 points and 3.5 rebounds per game was indeed meager.
The tournament only has six games. He averaged 16.8 points, 10.8 rebounds, 7 blocks, and 2.5 assists per game, with an overall field goal percentage of 61.4% and a three-point percentage of 57.6%. This performance is definitely top-notch, but the sample size is too small and the uncertainty is too great.
The rookies ahead of him have all been tested in thirty or forty games, delivering top-level performances that prove their abilities and make their future prospects more certain.
For example, his teammate DeMarre Carroll, thanks to his championship win and consistent performance throughout the season, has been ranked 16th to 22nd in mock drafts, making him a very strong contender and a plug-and-play player. Currently, he is a much better prospect than Carroll in the draft.
of course.
Just for now.
The joint training has not yet started; everything is still in the initial simulation stage.
He believes that with his top-notch physical and mental talents, he will definitely improve in the final simulation, but the exact amount of improvement is still unknown.
Lawrence, trying to make conversation, asked, "I wonder how things are going with Miss Xu?"
"By the way, I really don't understand why you would sign such a rookie agent?"
In the past few days, Duze has told Lawrence the truth.
The ugly guy hasn't recovered yet; he's still angry and has a lot of resentment towards Xu Chunjiao.
Du Ze replied calmly, "You don't need to understand."
She managed to fool both him and the ugly woman with empty promises, which indirectly demonstrates her ability. If she has the ability, then there's nothing to fear; the real problem is that she's just a freeloader.
Therefore, he did not think there was a problem with this choice.
Hmm, that'll save an extra $30,000...
Lawrence, feeling dejected, turned his gaze back to the television. Suddenly, he exclaimed excitedly, "It's about to start!"
On television, a bald man wearing glasses strolled confidently toward the podium; it was Adam Silver, then NBA Vice President.
This bald guy hasn't become the head of the NBA yet, but he has that kind of charisma that he has a lot of potential to become someone's sugar daddy.
Meanwhile, the camera also panned across the representatives of each team in the draft, including Sacramento Kings legend Chris Webber, Oklahoma City Thunder head coach Scott Brooks, and Clippers president Andy Roze.
Lawrence muttered to himself again, "I reckon the number one pick will go to the Kings."
Du Ze chuckled: "Who can say for sure?"
That unlucky king didn't even get third place, let alone first place.
As the team with the worst record in the entire league this season, they had the highest probability of drawing the number one pick (25%). However, they didn't get a top-three pick, so the fourth pick had to be chosen.
All the results of a year of stagnation have benefited others; this is an absolute huge loss.
He strongly suspects that Chris Webber did not wash his hands when he went to the toilet.
Lawrence turned around, a sly grin on his face: "Want to take a gamble?"
Du Ze also became interested: "Okay, for the next seven days, you'll be in charge of cleaning the dorm toilets and queuing for meals."
Lawrence chuckled twice: "Just as you said, it's hard to say."
The two hit it off immediately and decided to use the question of whether the king could draw the top scholar's lot as the basis for their agreement.
Soon, Adam Silver opened the first envelope: "The third overall pick in this round, the Oklahoma City Thunder."
As expected, there was no surprise whatsoever.
Du Ze knew that his little butterfly wings couldn't flap that far.
Thunder head coach Brooks smiled and waved at the camera, clearly pleased with the unexpected reward.
Lawrence commented, "Oklahoma City is lucky; they moved up one place from fourth-to-last place this season."
Adam Silver didn't pause, and immediately opened the second envelope: "The second overall pick in this round, the Memphis Grizzlies."
Grizzlies radio commentator Elliott Perry suddenly stood up and raised his hands towards the camera.
Lawrence's eyebrows twitched wildly: "The Grizzlies, who are sixth from the bottom, actually got the second overall pick. Their luck is off the charts."
Currently, apart from the Kings who are in last place, the Clippers and Wizards, who are tied for second to last, have not yet emerged.
It's hard to say what the probability is.
Lawrence panicked a little and clasped his hands together in prayer: "Sacramento, you'd better step up your game."
Adam Silver continued to open the last envelope. He paused after opening it, whetting everyone's appetite, before saying, "The winner of this round's first overall pick is the Los Angeles Clippers."
Lawrence was completely dumbfounded: "Wow...what idiot did Sacramento send to draw lots? With that kind of luck, I advise him to be careful when he goes up the stairs."
The last-place finisher has a 25% chance of becoming the top scorer, a 21.46% chance of becoming the second-place finisher, and a 17.72% chance of becoming the third-place finisher.
In other words, the king has a 64.18% chance of being in the top three, and only a 35.82% chance of falling out of the top three.
Tell me, are you unlucky or not?
Just then, the camera focused on Chris Webber.
The king, a renowned figure, turned pale.
The Kings retired his jersey in February, but he immediately got a bad hand, which put the team's rebuilding plan on hold.
This behavior, not to mention in front of the people of Sacramento, deserves to be hanged and whipped.