Practice? Don't talk to David Hasselhoff about practice. Hasselhoff is a superstar in the making in “NBA 2K13's” MyCareer mode and he doesn't need practice. What the man dubbed “The Mayor” needs is minutes. Drafted with the 20th pick by the Celtics in 2012, my created player quickly proved himself with his impeccable spot-up shooting from beyond the arc and his ability to thread the needle with his passes.
In MyCareer, you control your created player and only your created player. The coach (in this case, Doc Rivers) subs you into the game at his discretion and your AI-controlled teammates can choose whether to pass you the rock when you call for it.
This is the story of how the Association's next great star got a beloved coach fired.
Despite solid performances off the bench, the orange-mohawked Hasselhoff couldn't buy a spot in the starting lineup over Avery Bradley. Coach Doc Rivers gave Hasselhoff only a handful of minutes to prove himself each game, then gave him harsh grades if those few minutes didn't add up to greatness.
What's a bona fide future Hall of Famer to do? Mayor's postgame news conferences became the scene of public outcries. He made certain the media and the organization knew he wasn't the reason for the Celtics' numerous losses and that with more time on the floor, the team would become unbeatable.
That wasn't so far-fetched a claim. For “NBA 2K13,” the crew at 2K Sports added Signature Skills -- special abilities such as Deadeye (late-arriving defenders putting a hand in your face have less impact on your shot). Using the game's Virtual Currency that the Mayor earned from balling, I improved his basketball attributes and acquired a few crucial skills: Corner Specialist and Spot-Up Shooter. Get him the rock behind the arc and The Mayor will sink the shot.
Last year, 2K introduced the postgame news conference, where your MyPlayer character could either curry favor with his teammates and fans or complain about practice. This year, 2K beefed up a player's options with the ability to chat up the GM. You can waltz into the GM's office at any time and offer a critique of the organization.
Clearly the star of the future, the Mayor took his complaints to the Celtics' GM. He let the GM know how ineffective Rivers had become and made it clear that he didn't get along with Rajon Rondo. Hasselhoff went so far as to suggest that the Celtics' pesky point guard should be moved in favor of someone more likely to pass the rock the Mayor's way.
Not surprisingly, the 20th pick in the draft didn't have the juice to make this happen ... yet. So he rode the pine, making the most of his appearances and being sure not to give Rondo the rock. Fair was fair, after all. Perhaps Rivers should have played the Mayor more, because the Celtics kept falling to inferior opponents. The perennial playoff team ended with a losing record and a need for big changes.
The Mayor had an idea how to fix the team. Give Rivers the boot and give him the damn ball.
At the start of the next season, Hasselhoff was at it again. After every loss, he was in the GM's office trash-talking Rivers. It was clear the Mayor was giving real thought to demanding a trade. Whatever juice he lacked last season, he seemed to have now. By the All-Star break, Hasselhoff was a starter, giving the team a shot at winning.
But it wasn't enough to save Rivers' job. The coach got the boot. Hasselhoff had won.
In his sophomore season, Hasselhoff could see the writing on the wall -- this team was in trouble. He still didn't always get the ball when he asked for it, Rondo remained the leader of the team, and everyone else seemed to be declining in skill.
Naturally, Hasselhoff went to the GM and demanded a trade at the start of his third season. The GM granted that wish, in fact saying that it would be best for the Celtics to see him go. Hasselhoff was asked to pick three dream destinations (he went with the Bulls, the Knicks and the Thunder) and learned that Chicago already had interest in him.
Perhaps the constant snide remarks in postgame news conferences where Hasselhoff admitted he wanted out of the team had soured the GM, because the Mayor didn't end up at any of his desired destinations.
He landed in Charlotte, on a Bobcats team that continued to struggle despite numerous lottery picks over the years.
Hasselhoff doesn't have to worry about getting the ball these days. He's the centerpiece of the Bobcats. Win are coming as long as he lights it up.
And he does. He's a superstar after all. He doesn't need practice. He just needs the ball in his sweet spot so he can rain down 3s all night.