To Chen Yu's surprise, not only did D'Antoni not decline, but he immediately stood up.
He pulled his laptop from under the table, connected it to the projector, and hurried over to unfurl the projection screen before officially beginning his presentation.
Chen Yu sat up a little straighter.
'This guy came prepared.'
Across from him, Lynam also perked up, turning his head to look at the projection screen.
"We all know that to counter a superstar like George Mikan, Mr. Auerbach went against the grain and had his team pick up the pace. He said more than once that we needed to play faster. Then in the NCAA, Mr. Smith proposed the 'passing game' tactic..."
He had just gotten to this point when Lynam interrupted him.
"Mike, spare us the history lesson. We all know this stuff."
He glanced at D'Antoni. 'What's this? Is he trying to associate himself with the greats?'
A flicker of embarrassment crossed D'Antoni's face. He could only say, "Alright, we'll skip that part then."
