The Pistol: The Birth of a Legend Page #2

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Let's start in 2 minutes.

How?

Want to train

With the team principal, do not you?

I want.

Go get dressed, then.

If you are waiting for me

it late.

Come on, come on!

It was my big chance!

Training with the first team!

But my big chance

was also the beginning of

major problems.

Different people do not always

are received from

open arms.

On the first day of training

I do not I integrated.

Not got the right equipment.

Carl! Carl!

Whatever here?

I will train with the team.

So hurry up, let's start

already.

The protector is very large.

It is very big!

I need a minor.

How?

Lions!

Oh, you need

less chill!

Come on!

30 free throws.

The training begins within 5 minutes.

He is the son of

Maravich coach?

Is. I do not know what the

my father has in mind

to let him train.

It is hard.

Have you seen this guy

in the hallways?

Always walking with a

basketball.

It is a strange boy

, Sandy.

He deserves credit for trying,

Courageous boy.

Come on!

The record of wins and losses

was all that mattered to the technician.

While the Lions continue winning,

he would never put me

in the game.

I realized that the chances of occupying

the place of a holder

practically non-existent.

And if it were up to Buddy,

the son of

Technical Pendleton,

I never put the Peach the court.

Buddy Pendleton comes down with the ball,

sewing,

Rises to the pan, and scores!

It was not convinced.

It was the confidence that told me

I could play better than others.

Trust that had to do

my father exercises

for more than 10,000 hours,

since I was 5 years old.

Dad helped me develop the discipline

,

dedication and the desire

that led me to believe

that could take the place of any

a team,

even Buddy Pendleton .

If not for Carl Cannfield

,

I'd be totally bored.

While others

celebrated the victories

got tired of sitting,

wondering when would chance

to participate in a game.

Hey, champ,

passes the pliers.

It's there in the box.

Thank you.

Looking from up the basket seems

that can hit any pitch.

I wanted to have this time!

No kidding!

You know, one time a guy told me

I had a screw loose

when I said I wanted to be professional

.

Really?

Yeah, he did not even want

watch me play.

Play the ball here.

When you are down there

everything seems difficult.

It's like fighting

windmills.

Give me another ball.

The guy who believes

it, only see limits,

but a dreamer's the kind of people

believes that these two

balls can fit in the basket.

When you dream, everything is possible

. It's late.

How about playing face to face?

I start.

Right.

When I was in eighth grade,

was on the bench,

as you were today.

I know what's going on.

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