Chapter 257: Mr. Coach, do you want to win?

The first game is 7 points, the second game is 16 points, and the third game is 20 points...
The score difference in each game is increasing!
"The gap is too big!"
"The gap is so big!"
"The gap between the two teams is like Haoyue and Yinghuo. It is impossible for the Indians to win Cleveland in this lifetime!"
The Cavaliers fans roared so proudly.
At the beginning, they were a little worried. After all, what the Pacers came to play was unexpected and unexpected. They were a little bit worried about whether the Pacers would even be infected?
But now it seems...what's wrong?
Batch eight!
"The next scene can be predicted..." The Cavaliers fans started a group chat with a curse, "The super dark horse Indiana Pacers who swept the Atlanta Hawks and Washington Wizards in succession-theirs This is the end of the journey!"
"The Clevelandians will give them a decent way to die!"
A decent way to die?
Ah!
4 to 0 is the most decent way to die!
"Sweep them out the way they swept others, is there anything more decent than this?"
The Cavaliers fans think they have shown their most benevolent side.
"We are all kind people! We are all kind and good people!"
...
The noise on the Internet will not interfere with Xu Xuan's thoughts.
In the training room of the Banker Life Arena, Xu Xuan is now continuing daily training with his teammates.
Frank Vogel stood on the side with a haggard face. He grabbed his hair with one hand, but it seemed to be not addictive, so he put the other hand up again...
"Is it useless to run?"
He said this word from his throat in a voice that was almost moaning.
Not only is running and bombing useless, but the death five small team that he relied on to defeat the Eagles is also meaningless in front of the Cavaliers.
Brute force.
The Cavaliers used simple brute force to destroy the Pacers. This is a skill that overrides all tactics and strategies. The Cavaliers have mastered this skill and they are very proficient in using this skill.
"Do we really have no chance at all?"
Frank Vogel clutched his hair annoyed, he was about to scratch himself bald.
Even if the gap between them and the Cavaliers fight again, can they really not win a game?
Do not believe!
He definitely doesn't believe it!
But now he can't find any way to break the game!
Do the Cavaliers have weaknesses?
Have!
Owen’s defense on the outside, the defense on the inside, and even the linkage between their players...
But knowing that the Cavaliers have these weaknesses, they still can't find any way to deal with it.
"Damn, what should I do?!"
Just as the ray of despair was about to drown him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
A calm cheek, a pair of firm eyes.
"Mr. Coach, do you want to win?"
what? ?
...
The Pacers have a hard time, and similarly, the Houston Mosaic, who reached the Western Conference semifinals, has a hard time.
After defeating the Clippers in the semi-final tiebreaker, they suffered a fatal blow from the Golden State Warriors.
By the end of the fourth game of the 25th series, they were killed like the Pacers and fell behind by 0 to 3.
"This is really the most spectacular picture in history. There were two teams that were 3-0 in the conference finals. Moreover, this 3-0 is very likely to become 4-0!"
"WOW, it seems to be 4-0!"
"The Warriors beat Houston by 4 points at the Toyota Center 124 to 100 away!"
"Come out! The first team to reach the finals in the 14-15 season-the Golden State Warriors!"
"Houston Mosaic was swept out 4-0!"
The Warriors reached the finals and Mosaic became the first team to be eliminated!
"Poor Houstonians, they should have been miserable by Curry's three-pointer... A certain Beard's proud touch porcelain strategy did not work. In fact, the Warriors never defended him. Not so strict..."
"I don't know why, I really want to say, Houston is easy to go..." An innocent fan.
"Are those guys finally eliminated? Ha! I knew they couldn't go far, a bunch of rubbish!" A certain Clippers fan.
"Upstairs, can I take a sentence, can India come later?" A certain Houston fan tried to guide his eyes.
"Then your uncle..." an angry Pacers fan.
...
On May 27, 2015, 7 pm, Bankers Life Arena.
At this moment, the 18345 seats in the arena are all filled, the sky is full of hustle and bustle, and the sky is full of noise. When you are here, you seem to be in a dreamlike place.
The camera was on the court, Xu Xuan and a group of Pacers players were warming up, their expressions were very solemn.
In contrast to them are the players of the Opposite Cavaliers-they actually played "American football" under the leadership of James...
Waterfak!
This is too arrogant, right?
The Pacers fans were angry.
Especially when they saw JR who finished the touchdown and started celebrating, this scene reminded them of the scene at the end of the previous three games~EbookFREE.me~ They also celebrated unscrupulously...
"Rugby! Get out of the gram!"
"LeBron! Get out of the gram!"
"Cleveland! Get out of the gram!"
The Pacers fans roared.
"Haha, look, LeBron, what are they doing in the BB? Oh, I'm really sorry, my ears have suddenly become dysfunctional recently..."
Tristan Thompson, called TT, put his hands behind his ears and pretended not to hear.
"Snapped!"
James didn't have any impulse to act. He slapped TT on the head and looked at the aggrieved face: "TT, I tell you a truth, don't be paralyzed at any time, because paralyzed may be Let all your previous efforts disappear in an instant!"
"Uh..." TT touched his head and said nothing.
In his mind, James has a very high status. He does not understand what James said, but he will not refute it.
"How is the boss weird? Does he still think the Pacers can beat us?
Forget it, why should I consider these? Anyway, just follow the boss and have meat to eat..." Thinking of this, TT couldn't help but wipe his saliva: "The girl from last night was amazing, my God, I actually saw Kohler. feel......"
...
"Mr. Coach, do you want to win?"
"Of course!"
"Then are you willing to be crazy once?"
"As long as you can win!"
"No, this does not guarantee victory"
"What can you guarantee?"
"We can only guarantee that we have done it, and we do not regret it!"