: Four hundred and sixty three: like a knife
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Reverse Growth Superstar
- Grove Street Brothers
- 1203 characters
- 2021-03-03 01:19:48
Los Angeles, Staples Center, the Lakers once again lost hope.
Howard was injured, Gasol was injured, so now the Lakers can only use Thackeray to play the starting center.
Robert Thackeray, the 30th overall pick in the second round of 2012, was the last rookie selected. It is him, today, starting with the luxurious Los Angeles Lakers. It sounds magical, but the Lakers are so magical this season.
The Thunder had led the Lakers by 15 points in the last minute, and the Lakers fans began to withdraw. Bryant sat on the bench blankly, no one knew what he was thinking.
At this moment, a female reporter in the reporter area suddenly raised her arms and shouted excitedly. Her yelling was very obvious even in the noisy Staples Center.
The female reporter hugged the photographer next to her, her excited look very unsuitable for the lifeless Staples.
"Rachel, calm down!" The photographer hurriedly reminded him. He has found that several Lakers fans cast unfriendly eyes here.
However, Rachel couldn't calm down at all. Because in her earphone, Hubby Brown repeated the words, "A shot directly outside the three-point line, the King of Tennessee completed the final blow! Now, he is the real king of Tennessee!"
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Watching Link kill the game with an incredible drift outside the three-point line, Popovich felt a pain in his heart.
For some reason, Popovich had covered his heart before Link took the shot. Maybe it's because he has seen Link score too many goals at key moments before, so he predicted his fate?
No, Popovich is one of the greatest coaches in league history, but he is not exaggerated enough to have the ability to predict the future. Just seeing Link holding the ball at a critical moment, Popovich felt nervous.
The old man sat on the bench seat and looked around in disbelief.
Crazy cheering fans, jumping Grizzlies players and coaches. And, after that lore match, he just stood in the middle of the field with his arms around his chest, but now he was raised by the crowd like a king.
The calm after Link's lore impressed Popovich. If Link continued to talk after his lore today, or did exaggerated celebrations, then he would not be so shocked.
But after the lore, he can still face this fanatical atmosphere so calmly...It's like a proud king, waiting for his subjects to cheer for him.
Link's breath of kingship in the Federal Express Arena made Popovich remember the scene clearly after a long time.
After losing, Link scored 44 points, 10 rebounds, 5 assists, 1 steal and 2 blocks. His defensive strategy was completely lost.
Lost, a game like Kobe Bryant's fluttering backwards to kill when facing Wade, his team completely lost.
For a moment, Popovich felt like he was back in 2004, back to the night when the "general" wearing a white shirt cut off the Spurs in the last 35 seconds.
Although Link's lore and McGrady's 35 seconds and 13 minutes were not the same thing, they both took away Popovich's victories.
Loreed by Howard, by Fischer, Popovich had never believed that the game had won. So even if he loses, he can accept it indifferently. But in 2004 and today, Popovich thought he was set to win and lost the game.
Before that drifting back, Link had played hard with the Spurs for the entire game, had been blocked by Duncan, had a calf cramp, and had been disrupted by Parker. All signs indicate that the Spurs will be the winner.
The results of it? A complete defeat!
"Craig, can you give me an interview? Craig?"
"Huh?" Popovich didn't recover from his trance until he saw a microphone sticking out of his mouth.
The old man's hair was messy and his suit was crumpled, as if he had just been seriously ill.
Old man, the heart can't stand this kind of stimulation.
"Ask, ask, damn, just ask." Popovich stood up, and finally raised his head to confirm the score.
101 to 102, the visiting team is behind the home team, all this cruelty is true.
"Uh...what do you want to say about the game just now?" The reporter also saw that Popovich is in a bad mood right now, so the problem is reduced to simplicity and the most important thing is straightforward. ask!
Popovich looked at the reporter and was stunned for about five or six seconds. He was organizing words to describe how he felt just now. Finally, the old man slowly said, "It feels like...like inserting a knife into your chest and then pulling it out bit by bit."
After speaking, Popovich nodded, seemingly satisfied with his description. Then, turned and left, leaving this sea of joy.
In fact, Popovich only said half of what he said, and half of it was held in his heart.
"I hate the talent of this bastard!"
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The last person who ate Link's last bullet here was called Kobe Bryant. This is the second time Link has staged a lore in the Federal Express Arena this season.
The second lore, the sixth double-double of the season, and the third time with a score of 40. He scored the most important game in the course of 8 days and 6 games and kept the unbeaten record of the Federal Express Arena.
And, a career-high 44 points. This season, Link has refreshed his single-game scoring record for the second time.
After Link's lore, he actually wanted to celebrate frantically. By the way, it would be better to spray a few words on Popovich and Leonard.
But Link didn't think about what he would spray, nor how he would celebrate. He hadn't thought about how to shoot after connecting the ball, so in the end, he could only give back Stevens with a smile, "Look, believe me, right."
Unfortunately, Stevens didn't seem to realize what he meant. On the contrary, his calm expression has become a classic.
Invisibly pretended to be so forced again.
Link was carried into the locker room by his teammates. The crazy Grizzlies players carried Link up as soon as the whistle was blown at the end of the game, and then never let him down.
After returning to the locker room, the players naturally had a splash of water, which caused the post-match press conference to be postponed by half an hour.
But no one urged, everyone can understand the excitement of the players.
After all the procedures were over, the players, reporters and fans left the arena ~EbookFREE.me~ only the staff were left in the arena, and it was already midnight.
"Charles, turn off the headlights, we should finish work too!" In the middle of the court, a staff member shouted into the distance. Once the gate was opened, this crazy night was completely over.
"Charles?" After waiting for a long time, there was no response, and the court staff named Bill asked again.
"Wait, Bill, let me admire this arena again. You said, will we have a chance to hang the banner of honor for the Federal Express Arena someday?"
"Hahaha, of course, didn't you hear Hubby Brown's commentary today? We have the King of Tennessee."
"So, how long will it take to hang up?"
"Not long, Charles, not long. Maybe, just this summer? Alright, turn off the lights, man, it's time to get off work."
Then, the lights of the Federal Express Arena went out in rows. When the lights come on next time, Link will definitely bring you crazy performances again.