Chapter 248: Be cautious

The last five minutes are garbage time. Wilkens replaced the team's sixth, seventh and eighth.
Mo Mengchen was replaced by Collins, and Dumas led the other four to the rest of the game.
"The depth of Detroit's lineup is indeed amazing, they can form two sets of starters, and they are very competitive."
Mo Mengchen sat on the side, coach assistant Dane Stanton picked up a glass of Gatorade and handed it to Mo Mengchen: "Mo, I played well tonight."
"Thank you." Mo Mengchen accepted his compliments and said nothing else.
The game continued and Stanton seemed to have something to say.
"Mo, the tactics you played in the fourth quarter, shouldn't they be in our tactics manual?"
Stanton tried to relax and wanted to elicit this topic.
The players sitting next to them stood straight, not awkward. It was like two big men talking, neither they listened, nor did they listen.
Although Stanton is just an ordinary coach assistant, everyone knows that he is the chief executive officer of Sayu Rao.
Who is that chief executive officer? She directly serves the boss, and everyone under one person can make the general manager and the president get out of control in a single thought.
The forces within the team are so tangled that a single coaching staff is torn apart, which is why Collins has always been unable to control the team.
The arrival of Mo Mengchen has further intensified the power of the coach.
"Yes, those are not our tactics." Mo Mengchen knew the details of Stanton, and he was not afraid that Rao heard that there was a player above the coaching staff in the Pistons.
Or to put it this way, he just wanted to let the seniors know that Collins had lost control of the team.
"So, do you think the existing system is suitable for these tactics?" Stanton asked.
"Dane, you have followed many coaches. You should know better than me. No system is absolute, and no tactics are absolutely unsuitable for the system." Mo Mengchen said, "The tactics and the system are dead and suitable. Not suitable, but also depends on man-made."
"Smart people can fuse them together and they will mess up anything they do."
The garbage time is fiercely running, and the players on both sides take advantage of the last five minutes to score points insanely.
Stanton did not expect Mo Mengchen to be so straightforward.
The above requires him to give a suggestion: the next head coach candidate.
Mo Mengchen's answer was to tell him.
Anyone can, as long as it is not a fool.
As long as it's not a fool, it's easy to say, and it seems easy to do, but smart people and fools are often separated by a line.
Is Collins a fool? In most cases it is not.
He just made a few stupid decisions that caused him to stand opposite to others and then lost everything.
"Mo, keep going, everyone is watching your performance, your contribution is buried in our hearts."
Stanton shot him.
Everyone is watching.
Deep in my heart.
"Thank you, I will." Mo Mengchen smiled.
Stanton was gone, and Lol could finally relax, although he didn't understand anything.
"Mo, is there any hint of Dane's words?" Lor asked.
Mo Mengchen said: "Even if it does, it has nothing to do with you, you have a hundred hearts."
The game came to an end in the chatting of the people off the court.
113 to 99, the Hawks sitting at home under the watch of more than 30,000 spectators in the audience, unexpectedly lost the first game.
Dissatisfied, the angry audience booed.
Because the series is not over, they just want to let the players know how disappointed they are.
"The anger of thirty thousand people, don't know if this group of people can be awakened?" Wilkens stared at his disciples. These people are very talented, but they lack the courage to move forward.
Such a personality is hard to come to the end, but it will not fall here.
They are more mature teams than the Pistons.
Perhaps it was not enough. Wilkens gave the team a heavy hammer after the game: "If we continue this performance, we are likely to lose the series. They have to understand that victory must not rely on opponents to hand over. Concessions, you have to fight for yourself."
"You mean, the players are not working hard enough?"
"It is a deficiency visible to the naked eye."
Wilkens said.
"However, I also have to congratulate Detroit. At the same time, I hope that the referees are more serious. This is a basketball game, not a boxing game. Their overly relaxed ruling style has transformed Dor.Mo into Gary Payton. Isn’t it worth pondering? ?"
Stimulate the team by speaking to the media and put pressure on the referee here.
Wilkens believes that he will be punished by the league for this. He has worked hard in this melting pot for many years, and he knows that this is effective.
"Lanny is a great coach, and we all love him very much." Collins confronted the media and responded to Wilkens' words. "It is well known that defense is not Mo's strength, if the Hawks players are because of Mo's toughness. Defensive play is abnormal, then they should find a reason for themselves."
The head coaches of both sides shot the same question, and the same question was put in front of Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen replied with a smile: "I don't like Coach Wilkens' metaphor. I don't want to be Gary Payton, because I don't want to have a golden front tooth at a young age, that will make me fall in love."
His words eased the atmosphere at the scene, but the problem was not resolved.
The highly respected coach of Wilkens raised the question of the referee. Even if the referee is okay, the referee will target his confrontation in the next game.
It will be difficult to force him to make mistakes through a confrontation that is far stronger than his opponent like tonight.
What did Collins do? He was so stupid to the extreme...
He admits that Mo Mengchen's defense is not good, which does not mean that Wilkens so-called "their way of arbitrarily relaxing ruling made Dor.Mo into Gary Payton"? Even if this is not the case, the referee will overkill in order to maintain the so-called fairness, for example-staring at Mo Mengchen and blowing to death.
This is very likely to happen, Mo Mengchen must be prepared.
This is the first time Mo Mengchen found that the gap between the coaches of the two sides is too large, which will cause serious harm to the team.
Wilkens dug a pit lightly, Collins' face unchanged, jumped into it bravely, and grabbed Mo Mengchen's thigh.
The head coach's job is more than just angles on the court, midfield adjustment, suspension, and tactics.
Dealing with the media, using the media to put pressure on opponents, and using public opinion to control the situation, this is the job of the head coach.
Collins did not understand this truth, and it is no wonder that he took the best player of history but was beaten home one after another in the semifinals.
Mo Mengchen took off his clothes and took the bath towel into the shower room.
Of the six shower rooms, four are in use.
"Mo, are you?"
Hill's voice.
Mo Mengchen said: "Why do you know me?"
"If my mother can't hear my father's footsteps, it would be too incompetent." Buckley was there.
How did the Alabama fat boy enter this small shower? Mo Mengchen felt incredible.
When taking a shower, Mo Mengchen didn't want to chat: "Let's settle down without disturbing each other, how?"
"You are boring, don't you know that the shower is when the aura bursts out?" Buckley made a joke.
This is true. Mo Mengchen saw Zhou Xingchi's interview. He said that if he was not inspired, he would let the hot water irrigate while he was thinking.
So we can understand why he can make bad movies like "The King of New Comedy" because his brain is flooded.
"What aura do we need now?" Mo Mengchen asked Barkley.
Barkley said: "Is there anything to summarize this game tonight?"
"This is the job of the coach. Our job is to pretend to be very serious and listen to his summary." Mo Mengchen said.
"Mo, your beast!"
"Yes, you are too sad for the coach."
Mo Mengchen was too lazy to take care of them, opened the system, and swiped a few times.
Open the achievement wall.
His closest achievements are scoring 3000 points and assists 1500.
Second, the regular season reached a triple-double 15 times, which has to wait until next season.
In the playoffs, one of his most promising achievements now is to advance to the semifinals.
Achieve this achievement has 5000 attribute points reward, plus a skill extraction opportunity.
The 5000 attribute points have not been encountered so far.
"Mo, I want to know, what is your defense?"
This is another person's voice, and the person who asked the question is Ma Hong.
Is he actually there?
"What's going on?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Barkley snatched the words: "Don't pretend! What level of defense do you have? Others don't know if we can know? With your defense, can you prevent Mucci Blakelock like this?"
Hill never spoke.
Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Otherwise, who do you think is the one who defended Mucci Breclock to such a person tonight?"
"Nonsense, aren't we asking you?"
"It's my defense."
"Knowing that you are defending, but this is not normal, how do you do it?"
Suspected, it feels bitter. Mo Mengchen always feels that although his defense is rotten, it can still be rescued.
After the strength improvement~EbookFREE.me~His defense has improved a lot. In order to play this effect tonight in the playoffs, it still passes in the regular season and makes no improvement.
Now that his teammates are wondering.
"If your eyes are not blind, you should be able to see how I did it. I don't want to explain." Mo Mengchen deliberately sold Guanzi. Since they didn't believe it, let this lie continue to spread.
Just as his left hand is a weakness, he can't hit the distance.
Let these rumors spread forever.
He knew very well that he weighed a few pounds, and the eyes of scouts were getting sharper. To avoid other people’s investigations, he must first avoid his own investigations.
He never wanted people to find out his details, because he now only has 74 total evaluation, this evaluation may not meet the starting requirements. However, when he started last season, his overall evaluation was far below this number. At that time, he had already become the Pistons' starter.
If not so cautious, without such a deep calculation, he would have been targeted to death.