Chapter 342: Protect the boss!

At this time, the battle on the field has entered a fierce stage, and both sides are reluctant to lose this game. Almost everyone knows that in less than 10 minutes of game time, the battle will become more intense, and the coaches on both sides will also Knowing that the first key node of the finals is here.
...
"Okley, you step on the horse and listen to me. No matter what method you take, you must kill Li Shengli for me. Certainly, absolutely, I want him to die on the field!" Pat Riley lowered his voice like a choice. The human beast is even more fierce than Daddy Chuck, the soul character of the bad boy army, and the coach is this kind of argument, not to mention the following players.
If it is not used by me, it will be killed by me!
Pat Riley even really likes Li Shengli, a superpowered restricted area overlord in private, but he can only die when the positions are different!
Tactics?
Go to your mother's tactics!
The Knicks have no tactics, because any tactical arrangement can't stop Li Shengli's slaughter of them, and if they have to come up with a solution, it is to abolish Li Shengli, not only to keep the Knicks at the end of this game. An inch of territory is for the next few games.
Without Li Shengli?
Stockton is not here yet!
Just a Carl Malone who has been slightly injured!
Why do you like Jerry Sloan arguing with me Pat Riley?
Various emotions erupted in the desperate situation are quite unstable and tend to be more extreme.
Pat Riley is definitely the biggest outrage since he coached, and even more ruthless than Jordan's Chuck Daly, because Chuck Daly said that let Jordan see the blood, but Pat Riley Lee said it was more direct and more cruel!
Never underestimate a team's extreme desire for an NBA championship!
At this moment, the Knicks had turned into a hungry jackal, waiting for the blood and waiting for Li Shengli to lie down and eat it.
"That Felton..."
"What do you do with the waste?" Pat Riley, like a subwoofer, has a low, hoarse voice. "Your task is to abolish Li Shengli. If you can't do it... you will all die at your door and be nailed forever. The column of shame for the Knicks, and I am no exception!"
"Coach, but now the Jazz is ahead..."
"Shut up, shut up for me! Do you all think I'm blind? Can't I see that I'm 21 points behind? I can lose this game, but Li Shengli must be abolished!"
Pat Riley almost lost his mind, and he turned his gaze to the rest area of ​​the Jazz during his speech. However, Jerry Sloan also glanced at the Knicks at this stall. The two coaches looked as if they were in substance. Boom in the air.
See a fart?
I think your mother!
Jerry Sloan made no secret of his current anger, because the Knicks had an Oakley but hurt his two generals, first Stockton, then Karl Malone, saying that it had nothing to do with Pat Riley. Possibly, so he clenched his fist with only one and raised it up. He gestured to Pat Riley and greeted his wife, making Pat Riley almost vomit blood.
"21 points, this game is almost the same." Jerry Sloan groaned, first glanced at Malone, and then glanced at Li Shengli, "Filton, you are playing the fifth position, Bennot you I’m not very demanding of you when I hit the fourth position. Just keep the inside line. If you have any problems, you can leave for me. I’ve heard it all!"
"Crotti, Tyron, and Ver Henris, the three of you are the same, not only defending, but also attacking, slowing down the pace of the game and dragging them to death!"
"21 points is the basis for Lee to lay down for you. If you can't even keep this difference in less than a quarter, you don't need to play the NBA. Playing the WNBA Laozi is a waste of you!"
The Jazz's advantage is too large, and Jerry Sloan's activity space is naturally large. As long as he desperately slows down the pace, it is too difficult for the Knicks to chase 21 points, even if the Dallas Mavericks at the bottom of the Western Conference regular season. It is also a simple task.
It's just that Jerry Sloan's formation dropped Li Shengli.
Generally speaking, the condition is good and the time has not exceeded the standard. The Jazz's drop of Li Shengli is definitely a self-determining rhythm. But at this time point, the win is already very large. Sloan really does not want Li Shengli to be in danger, but asks himself... If he It's Pat Riley, and he will inevitably defeat Lee victory. This is the only chance for the Knicks to break the game. Not only this game, but also the focus of the next few games!
"Let me play another half!" Li Shengli said.
"impossible!"
"why?"
"There is no reason, I am a coach, I have the final say here, no one can question me!"
The old and the young are'reverse in the nest', and the Jazz will not dare to speak except Ma Long, because at this moment the focus of the game is not on them at all, one is the boss and the other is the coach, and they are really not qualified to intervene. .
"Lee, be more sensible!" Malone patted Li Shengli's shoulder. "You have done enough in this game. What you should consider now is the Knicks jump the wall. And the coach is doing this to protect you, what Oakley can do. , Definitely far beyond your imagination!"
"I know!" Li Shengli responded, and he knew the situation now, but he still said to Jerry Sloan: "Coach, I don't matter in this quarter, but you can't keep me up next time. ?They want to touch me. The next game is just fine, the difference is only sooner or later."
"Sophie, you bastard, this is sophistry!" Jerry Sloan jumped, "The next thing is the next thing, don't step on the horse and tell me these are useless! Also, tell you, I I was begging Larry Miller to trade you over. When you came, you were healthy and healthy, and when you left, you should stay intact!"
"I can't keep you from being incompetent, but absolutely no one can ruin you in my hands. Even if you lose this game, it's useless for you to scold me and fans to scold me, because I'm not afraid! That is, you are not in the Jazz next season, who Dare to touch you, I want to let those raise... give it to me... to die!"
Sloan's remarks really came from his heart. Although Ma Long on the side didn't speak, he also had the same idea. On the contrary, Li Shengli still insisted, "Old man, don't be sensational, it's not yet time to say goodbye! Yes, I haven’t played in the Jazz in a few games. Give me another half!"
"You dare to call me an old man?"
"It's not the point, I want half a time!"
"impossible!"
"You must give it to me!"
"Why?"
"With my contribution to the Jazz, I use these to trade for only half a quarter!"
"Fart, we paid your salary."
"Damn, you're a bad old man. You're still talking to me about money?" Li Shengli never worried about playing time, but obviously Jerry Sloan didn't want him to do what he wanted. "This is important You know for yourself, 21 points is not foolproof, you give me half a quarter, I give you 40 points!"
40 points?
This stepping horse is the finals!
Is it that you Li Shengli floated, or me Sloan...
"Okay, you little bastard, don't talk about half a quarter, I will only give you 2 minutes!" Jerry Sloan, however, finally let go, but only for 2 minutes, and after the decision was made, the Jazz appeared again The lineup has to be changed.
"Filton, Bennott, Tyrone, don't you guys!"
"Why, we can still fight!" Brother San was not calm.
"Shut up, let's talk about it after 2 minutes, what I need now is to be able to... do it!" Jerry Sloan scolded, and then clicked three generals, the water dispenser manager Xiao. En-Green, towel wholesaler Duff Jameson, and the big brush that followed Li Shengli to paint three double figures and a new height in life! Darren Morningstar!
The unknown trio?
If you have to talk about the commonality of the three people~EbookFREE.me~ Probably because they have thicker bodies and harder muscles, at first glance they are good players for the dry frame. -Sloan had to admire his madness, and everyone dared to fight!
"Two minutes, only two minutes. I don’t want your offense, but your defense. The most important thing is... all of you will set your sights on your boss, who moves him, who you do, will die for me. Play here, don’t be afraid of suspensions and fines, I’ll give you the bottom!" Jerry Sloan almost roared and gave a dead order, and the pause time had been exhausted. On the first, if anyone counsels, I will kill first, have you heard?"
"heard it!"
"Rush, just turn them!"
"Whoever dares to start, we will kill anyone!"
"Protect the boss!"
"Kill the Knicks!"