Chapter 435 A Big Fight?

"Buzz buzz..."

At night, under the bright lights, the Metropolitan Stadium was packed with more than 80,000 sweaty fans, creating a huge noise.

During the summer heat wave in August, the air was filled with restless factors, and the entire stadium was about to burn.

Yang Yi also flowed into this huge stadium with the flow of people. Zhao Dong arranged for him to be a reporter with the Jets team. He can enter the Jets training base for interviews at any time. Of course, he can also enter the stadium for free. His position is The media box, like the NBA, is in the end zones at both ends of the field.

Facing the atmosphere of the stadium that was about to burn, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that no one in the country understands this sport. It would be great if Zhao Dong switched careers to play football."

In the live commentary box of TNT, there were two commentators, one was a white man, Cecil Nobby, and the other was a black man, Philo Russ. The central topic of their commentary at this time was Zhao Dong.

"Feilong chose No. 1, Philo, do you know what this means?" Nobby asked.

"I don't know, just tell me." Lars said with a smile.

"I knew you didn't know. This is a very profound question. The reason he chose No. 1 was because it was at the top, haha!" Nobby joked.

"For the same reason as an idiot, I'm talking about you, not Feilong." Lars said with a smile.

"Okay, back to the topic, Philo, the preseason is an opportunity for substitutes, but tonight is a national broadcast. I believe coach Herman Edwards will not hold down all the main players, so do you think Feilong as a substitute has a chance? Come on?" Nobby asked.

"Um……"

Lars pondered for a moment and said: "I think so. After all, Feilong is a world-class super sports star. I even think that he will start his first official NFL game as the main player, and the preseason games are also official games. "

"Main force?"

Nobby curled his lips and shook his head: "I don't think so. If Feilong is allowed to appear as the main force, what will the New York Jets' substitutes who are looking forward to playing think? They will say, look, there are people who are worse than me. Is he the main player just because he's famous? You know, it affects morale and the unity of the locker room."

Russ shrugged and said: "Some people may think so, but I think Feilong is still very likely to appear in his first official NFL game as the main force."

"Want to make a bet?" Nobby smiled.

"OK, if you lose, you can eat three giant hamburgers. The winner will pay, and I will do the same." Lars smiled.

"Damn it, do you want to push yourself to death?"

Nobby laughed and cursed, took out a stack of U.S. dollars from his pocket, found a hundred-dollar bill, slapped it on the table, and shouted with a smile: "Look, the money for the hamburger has been given to you. Ready."

"I'm ready too."

Lars also took out a dollar bill and threw it on the table.

"Oh, look, Jordan and those NBA stars have appeared. Are they supporting the dragon?" Nobby shouted loudly at this time.

At this time, Jordan and Barkley and a group of NBA stars appeared in the stands, attracting the attention of fans and commentators.

In the home team's locker room, head coach Edwards is arranging the special teams roster.

Generally speaking, the main lineup of NFL teams is not fixed, and the lineup will even be adjusted in every offense.

For example, if you want to play different offensive formations, the lineup must be adjusted. Players all have specializations. Generally, players are not good at multiple positions, such as running back. Sometimes only one, sometimes two, wide receiver. also the same.

The same goes for the offensive team, and the same goes for the defensive team. Depending on tactical changes, the number of linebackers and cornerbacks is sometimes different.

The very beginning of the game is the kickoff. This is the job of the special teams team, so this team is the first to be arranged.

In the special team, there are three positions that cannot be assumed by substitutes from other offensive and defensive teams. Among them, the returner is particularly important and is a fixed player.

The New York Jets have two returners, the main one is Lex Teshinem, and the substitute is Winston John.

It just so happened that these two guys were on the wrong side of Zhao Dong.

Head coach Edwards finished reading the names of ten people, and only one returner position was left. At this time, Winston John's eyes were fixed on Edwards, hoping that the head coach could read his name.

This is a preseason game, and even if the main players play, they will only play a small amount of time. Teshinem generally does not play in preseason games, so he has a chance to start.

However, the name Edwards spit out was not him, but Zhao Dong.

"Zhao Dong?"

He was stunned at first and didn't react. Does the team have this person?

But he soon realized that this was Feilong's damn Chinese name. He couldn't help but became furious. He stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Coach, why should you let him fight back?"

Edwards narrowed his eyes, flashed a cold light, and asked in a cold voice: "John, what do you want to do?"

He has only been with the Jets for one season, has no foundation here, has never been a head coach before, and has no achievements, so what he hates the most is this kind of disobedient player.

When Edwards questioned him, Winston John softened. After all, he was just a player and a substitute for the special team. He had no status in the team. He immediately lowered his tone by eight degrees and explained:

"Coach, I just want to say that the position of returner is the most professional. No team has ever arranged for other players to play this position..."

"Shut up!"

Edwards didn't want to hear John's explanation at all, and angrily shouted: "You idiot, are you teaching me how to coach?"

"..."

Winston John opened his mouth and looked back at the main returner Lex Teshinem dejectedly.

"gentlemen……"

Lex Teshinem stood up.

He hates yellow people and thinks they are the color of shit, but he doesn't show it too much in Zhao Dong. But now Edwards wants Zhao Dong to fight back, which will infringe on his interests, so he must come forward. Prevent.

"I hope to play tonight," he said.

"Shet!"

Edwards was angry. You didn't want to play in last year's preseason, but you want to play this year. Are you going against me?

But he can scold Winston John, but he cannot treat Lex Teshinem so toughly, because this is the team's main returner. Even if he wants to trade him, it will not be possible for a while, and in the regular season It's about to begin.

The reason why he wants Zhao Dong to play as a return attacker in the special teams tonight is also explained by the boss and general manager. He must let Feilong debut at the Metropolitan Stadium as soon as possible, and try to arrange a bright spot, and The returner is the position where the special teams team can excel the most.

Although he did not arrange for Zhao Dong to play as a returner in the previous half-month training, Zhao Dong can play as a running back, has full impact, and has good route running skills, so he can barely try as a returner. Anyway, It's a preseason game, it doesn't matter, he just arranged it.

But now that Lex Teshinem had spoken back, he was so angry that he was speechless.

That is to say, he has no foundation in the Jets, and he has no qualifications for the position of head coach. If he were replaced by a senior head coach, Lex Teshinem would never dare to be so presumptuous, and he would be suppressed to death. He could be benched for the entirety of his contract.

Zhao Dong sat in his seat and looked at Lex Teshinem and Winston John next to him calmly.

As the first Chinese to enter the NFL, or even the first Chinese to enter the NFL, he knows very well that in this locker room and in the entire NFL league, there are many people who hate him. It can even be said that there are a thousand NFL players. Player, at least nine hundred people will hate him, he is an anomaly in the NFL.

There have always been only whites and blacks here. This is their world. It is a hundred times more violent than the NBA. They exclude each other and unite to exclude others.

Even among the more than thirty players who have united around him, there must be people like this who are temporarily standing by his side just out of interest.

Here, as a Chinese, the law of survival he faces is not the survival of the fittest, but the survival of the strong. Even if he is one of the richest people in the world, in this world full of racial discrimination and violence, this is how it is. Rules awaited him.

But so what?

Those who are dissatisfied will either have to lie down directly, or later use their strength to conquer them, and they will still lie at his feet, that's all.

"coach……"

But now, it was time for him to take a stand, and he stood up.

Edwards is arranging opportunities for him, and at this time he cannot but express his support for the head coach.

"Feilong, what do you want to say?" Edwards asked.

He was reluctant to accept Zhao Dong at first, because Zhao Dong's identity was too unusual and he didn't want to cause trouble.

But later Zhao Dong showed his potential and his professional attitude, so he now fully accepts Zhao Dong.

And if he can get the support of Zhao Dong, with Zhao Dong's status in the locker room and his influence on the boss and management, then his coaching with the New York Jets will definitely go more smoothly.

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "I can actually play the position of returner on the special team. Thank you coach for giving me this opportunity."

"ah?"

Edwards was startled.

Zhao Dong's words directly put the position he had just arranged into place.

But Zhao Dong's words angered Lex Teshinem. He suddenly got angry, rushed a few steps forward, pointed at Zhao Dong and said angrily: "Chinese, what ability do you have to fight back the attacker? You Is it worthy?"

"boom!"

The door to the locker room was pushed open violently, and Zhao Dong's bodyguard captain Roger Hanks strode in.

His face was cold, and his eyes glanced around the locker room coldly, and then locked on Lex Teshinem's face.

Behind him were the other eleven bodyguards, all of whom filed in.

The task given to them by Mrs. Lindsay is to ensure the absolute safety of Zhao Dong. If anyone threatens Zhao Dong off the court, they can even shoot him.

And they also received a guarantee from Mrs. Lindsay that if something like that happened, they would receive the best legal defense and an astronomical amount of compensation.

Being targeted by Zhao Dong's bodyguards, Lex Teshinem felt a chill in his heart, and he immediately thought of Venis.

Venis is still lying in the hospital and has become a disabled person.

Under the tremendous pressure, his furious mind melted away in an instant, and his rationality returned. He subconsciously took a few steps back, sat back on the bench, and lowered his head in frustration.

"Who else objects?"

Zhao Dong glanced at the locker room coldly, mainly because there were not nearly twenty players standing next to him.

Although he said that he would not use his identity to fight for the main position, but would use his strength to fight for the position, but so what?

I regret it now. I just want the main position. If you don't obey me, I will kill you first.

The atmosphere in the locker room is very tense. It can be said that no one here is easy to mess with. They are all guys with muscles and brains. Fighting is like drinking water. Zhao Dong's words can be said to be provoking all those who oppose and hate him.

His words directly stimulated the nerves of these people, who were all discriminating against Zhao Dong's Chinese identity. At this time, they were all furious, their eyes were red, and their brains were congested. They suddenly stood up from their seats and clenched their fists. He was tight, staring hard at Zhao Dong, he might pounce on him at any time.

More than thirty Zhao Dong's team players also made their choices at this time and walked behind Zhao Dong.

Boom boom boom, Zhao Dong's twelve bodyguards rushed over quickly, blocking in front of him, divided into three columns, and set up three lines of defense.

At this time, the atmosphere in the locker room is about to explode, and a large brawl involving all players is likely to begin soon.

"Security! Security!"

When Edwards saw something bad, he turned around and yelled outside.

Boom boom, twenty or thirty New York Jets security personnel rushed in again. No matter how big the locker room was, it was still overcrowded, and several trash cans and benches were knocked over.

"Back off! Back off! Sit down..."

Following Edwards' instructions, the Jets' security guards stood in front of the nearly twenty players and pushed them to force them to sit back.

Those twenty or so people, including Carnes Lewis, and Lex Teshinem and Winston John just now, you looked at me and I looked at you, and you could only grit your teeth and sit back on the bench. .

They haven't lost their last sanity yet, because there are too few people to do it, so they can only endure it for now.

Edwards and the coaching staff were relieved to see these guys sit.

They have been in this league for many years. Although Edwards is the head coach for the first time, he is also a veteran. This kind of large-scale fights have happened many times in the history of the league, every year, and there are even some Players died in fights and many were injured.

Like the last time Zhao Dong beat up three people in Venis, although all three people were beaten, the scope was not large and it was just a small fight. If a big fight breaks out this time and the number of casualties is large, the management will definitely not be able to hide it. If it goes on, once exposed, the problem will still be very serious, and it would be best if it doesn't happen.

At this time, the management got the news and rushed to the locker room. When they arrived, the atmosphere in the locker room was as hard as a rock.

General manager Maureen Phillippe is calm because he is mentally prepared for the internal reaction that could come from Zhao joining the Jets.

As an old man in the league, he knows the environment of this league too well. At the same time, after working with the Jets for so many years, he also knows the internal environment of the team too well.

He can be sure that if Zhao Dong joins the Jets, the locker room will not be quiet and he will definitely be targeted.

Because there must be a lot of mindless racists among these Jets players.

Even he himself can be considered as such. He particularly hates Latinos, doesn't like yellow people, and doesn't like black people very much. If it weren't for Zhao Dong's unique identity and being his boss, his attitude towards Zhao Dong would be different. It would be so good.

Now, he has a decision to make.

"You idiots, please listen to me..."

He glanced at all the players, including the thirty or so players around Zhao Dong, with a cold face, and shouted sternly:

"Who dares to cause trouble again? During the entire contract period, he is not even qualified to be on the bench or to participate in training. I will smash his head, take out his brains and stuff them into his asshole. Understand?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to speak at this time. Philip was the very senior general manager of the Jets and had the power of life and death for the players. Who dared to provoke him?

"Do you understand?"

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Philip became even more furious, like a tyrant, and the only thing left in the locker room was his roar.

"clear."

Only then did everyone reply, even Zhao Dong shouted.

Under Philip's strong suppression, the New York Jets locker room was temporarily calm.