Chapter 16 Brek

There was no third answer to the question; he had to answer it directly.

When answering this type of question, you have to make choices and understand that point, then it is actually very easy to answer.

Whiteside wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and he cared a lot about things like this, as could be seen from his excitement about the change in his 2K rating before the game.

If he took a blow at this time, who knows what he would think.

Conversely, Jokic was a rookie, and he hadn't lost any weight, so the Pelicans wouldn't start him.

So what he said was the truth, and the most appropriate answer.

"Yes, Hassan performed very well in the preseason. He is our starting center, and we believe that he will control his foul trouble in the games to come."

Williams nodded in agreement.

Whiteside's progress was visible to the naked eye, and his overall strength was the strongest of the Pelicans' centers.

One game of not controlling his fouls well wouldn't make the coaching staff adjust the lineup.

"A lion is rising."

After the game between the Pelicans and the Trail Blazers, the NBA official used this headline to report on the game.

It was a double entendre.

The lion could be understood as Tang Tian, because Tang Tian had that nickname, and the strength he showed in the game was more comfortable than last season.

The lion could also be understood as the Pelicans, who showed amazing competitiveness after the draft and offseason strengthening.

But no matter which understanding, one thing was certain: this season the Pelicans were really not as average as ESPN said!

After finishing the opening game with the Trail Blazers, the Pelicans returned to New Orleans, and their next game was two days later at home against the Heat.

Williams arranged the usual shooting practice.

"Thank you, Tang!"

Before training started, Whiteside took the initiative to find Tang Tian to thank him.

He had seen the news reports and knew that Tang Tian had spoken up for him.

"Don't thank me. If you don't play well in the next game, watch out for me kicking your butt!"

Tang Tian said with a smile.

Whiteside nodded vigorously after hearing this.

It was Tang Tian's help last season that allowed him to stay with the team in the end, and Tang Tian was like an older brother to him.

The Pelicans' training atmosphere was still very good. After taking down the Trail Blazers and getting off to a good start, the players showed even more confidence on their faces.

After training, Nash was still there guiding Davis in shooting practice, and Tang Tian stayed behind to practice as usual.

Jokic also didn't leave, and he was there doing weight loss training.

After practicing for more than an hour, Nash and Davis left.

Tang Tian also sat on the sidelines to rest. He took a sip of water and saw that Jokic was still practicing.

It was really strange about Jokic. He had been in the NBA for more than a month, and he had been following the coaching staff's requirements to lose weight.

But at this moment, it seemed that his body shape was basically the same as when he first came.

After another ten minutes, Jokic's training also ended, and he walked to the sidelines panting and sat down.

"How much do you weigh now?"

Tang Tian turned his head and asked.

Jokic's weight was directly related to his defense.

Now Jokic was just starting to play, and his opponents weren't targeting him so much yet, but as the season progressed, the situation would definitely change.

Especially in the playoffs, if this was still the case, he would definitely be targeted to death.

"133kg."

Jokic gave the answer.

Tang Tian felt a little headache.

He had only lost 4 pounds in a month, and under professional guidance. This speed was really not normal.

"Are you naturally this kind of physique?"

Tang Tian couldn't help but ask.

In history, Jokic didn't land in the NBA until next season, and he didn't remember him being this exaggerated.

Jokic shook his head.

"My previous weight was only about 110 kilograms, but in Europe, that weight couldn't stand in the interior, so I had to gain weight."

Hearing this, Tang Tian roughly understood.

Europe was the world of the great white bear, and the speed of offensive and defensive transitions there was much slower than in the NBA, which meant that the interior needed tonnage rather than speed.

The environment determined the players, just like the reason why there were fewer and fewer traditional centers in the NBA now.

But that shouldn't be the case. If it wasn't a problem with his physique, then if he could gain it, he should be able to lose it.

"What do you usually eat?"

Tang Tian then asked.

After entering the NBA, in order to adapt his skills, he had lost and gained weight under Cecilia's guidance, and he was quite familiar with this process.

In addition to training, diet was another equally important part.

"I eat according to the coaching staff's requirements for food intake."

"No sneaking?"

Tang Tian asked with a smile, he remembered that when he was losing weight, his hunger was very strong.

When Jokic heard Tang Tian ask this, he scratched his head shyly.

The answer was obvious.

"When I'm really too hungry to sleep at night, I'll eat some brek, but only that."

Jokic said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Brek? What's that?"

Tang Tian had never heard of this kind of thing before.

"Wait a minute."

Jokic licked his lips and stood up, then trotted out of the training hall.

He came back after a while, carrying his bag.

He caught his breath and sat down, then took out a roll of things wrapped in oil paper from inside.

After opening it, Tang Tian found that it was something similar to a fried spring roll, one by one, and it also gave off a meaty smell.

"This is the brek you're talking about?"

Tang Tian looked at Jokic.

Jokic nodded.

"This is very popular in Eastern Europe. I didn't realize that they sold it here in New Orleans until I got here. It's really delicious."

Jokic had an expression that said if you weren't here, I would have already started eating.

Tang Tian was speechless for a while. It seemed that Jokic was a foodie like Olsen.

This seemed to explain it. For foodies, losing weight was the hardest thing.

Tang Tian picked up a brek and ate one. It was just as he thought, it was all meat inside.

It was a food that was between a meat pie and a fried spring roll.

"Here, you eat one too."

Tang Tian said and handed Jokic one.

Jokic couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up one and put it directly into his mouth to chew, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

This guy was really like a child who hadn't grown up.

Tang Tian then picked up the remaining brek and took it away.

Jokic looked at him with a puzzled look.

"That's the last one you'll eat before you lose weight."

Tang Tian said.

"If you want to lose weight and continue to stay on the Pelicans."

When Tang Tian spoke again, his attitude was obviously serious.

This brek was both meaty and fried, it was simply the representative of high-calorie food. If Jokic continued to eat this, he wouldn't even need to think about losing weight.

"I will have my nutritionist make a new food list based on your situation, so that you won't be hungry before going to bed at night. As for this, consider it a reward."

After Tang Tian finished speaking, he put away the bag of brek.

Jokic looked at it reluctantly for the last time, but still nodded.

Tang Tian was the team leader, and what he said was indeed correct.