One Hundred and Twenty-Seven: [The Battle Begins] + Nine

The rules of the summer league are exactly the same as the nba, but the time is less. For example, each game is 10 minutes, the warm-up time before the game is 8 minutes, and the intermission is only 12 minutes. After all, each arena has to play four consecutive games every day, and the schedule is very crowded.

But at this time, the Heat's bench was sitting and wasting time.

Everyone was stunned, and the core player Michael Beasley's eyes began to appear blank. He didn't know why he couldn't even cross the defense line of Ibaka and Jeff Green.

Keith Smart is just an assistant coach, and he is very bad at how to sort out the team's offense. He and the other two members of the coaching staff had racked their brains in the previous two quarters of the game. They couldn't figure out why the game that was going smoothly in the regular season suddenly got stuck in the elimination stage.

Can we just give up this game?

This idea popped up in Keith Smart's head again, and he was indeed helpless. On the road to becoming a head coach, he has been actively studying hard, but this matter has been out of his scope of knowledge.

Really can't bring the dead back to life.

Fortunately, this is just a summer league.

The team will not be held accountable, and the players are about to disperse, and they will not even be included in their resumes when they apply for jobs in the future.

Keith Smart finally convinced himself.

At the same time, other players are also using various reasons to tell themselves: forget about this matter. Perhaps, there will be other opportunities in the future.

In the process of everyone's pursuit of 'peace of mind'.

Snoopy stood up. "Let me say a few words!"

Everyone looked up at him.

After these five days of getting along, everyone is no longer as hostile to Duge as they were when they first met, and even many players are willing to play with him. Because he is very selfless, he never pursues shots. In addition, it will also cover the pick-and-roll for everyone, and actively block positions at the basket, increasing the chance for everyone to rebound. His support at the free throw line is also very fair. As long as you run out of space, he will definitely put the ball in your hands and let you complete an easy shot.

"I think, except for me and Michael. All of you have the same goal. You all want to make a name for yourself through this league, get the attention of the NBA, enter the NBA, get a guaranteed contract, and realize your life from childhood to adulthood. The basketball dream I worked hard to pursue.

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"But now, I can clearly see from your faces that your dreams are dimming."

"Maybe, you are thinking. Forget it, I still have a chance in the future. I didn't lose my life by losing this game. I can still play in nbdl, and I can return to my own country's league. Still being able to run the game there.”

"But, is that really the case?"

When Duge said this, he paused, he needed to observe everyone's expressions.

He can see who is asking themselves and who is not.

"Rookie, the game is not just talking. You are not the savior, and this is not the ncaa. I will not let you drive me like an ass. Everyone knows what you are thinking now. You just want to build your team Player image, then let the team see your leadership skills, and also released two wonderful articles in the media to clean up your current dirty image."

Dai Quinn Cook sarcastically said indifferently: "Wake up, adults won't listen to you."

Doug looked at Daequan Cook, and he smiled: "The game is really not just talking about it. It's like you keep bragging that you are the next Chris Paul. But in fact tonight's chaos is caused by your three consecutive forced breakthroughs. It's the prologue."

"Of course you're not a donkey, you're an angry bull at the mercy of others. You get knocked down by Russell Westbrook once and you lose your balance. You can't wait to get back on the field, but it turns out you're greeted once. Another defensive slam. You stop passing the ball, stop running, and just look for Westbrook one-on-one."

"But unfortunately, you are not Russell's opponent at all."

"You should think about your career plan. Selfishness, jealousy, and arrogance will never make you stronger."

Doug spoke softly, making sure everyone could hear him.

And his voice did resonate with the players: Yes, Daequan Cook was terrible in the second quarter, and he was ruthlessly blasted by Westbrook.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were no longer friendly to him, Daequien Cook became annoyed. He stood up with a bang, and stared at Doug fiercely with wide-eyed eyes. He was going to show this rookie a little bit of color.

However, Duge just looked at him calmly. If he dared to do something, Duge didn't mind stuffing his head into the trash can.

But before the clash, Michael Beasley stood up and told Daequan Cook: "Sit down, if you want to fight, you're going to face at least four fists."

He is the No. 2 pick and the future of the team. In the hierarchical NBA, his status is far higher than that of Dai Quinn Cook, even though Cook has one more year of experience in guarding NBA drinking fountains.

The atmosphere was tense.

Under the situation of riding a tiger, Kissmart called Cook aside, and he hoped that Dai Quinn would return to the locker room early.

Now that someone is willing to stand up and take responsibility, and has the support of Beasley. So... let him do it.

Anyway, the President admires him a lot, doesn't he?

"Okay, I'll continue."

Doug regained the rhythm of the conversation: "I have carefully observed the playing style of each of you in the past few days. I think that if each of us plays to our strengths, even if the Thunder call Kevin Durant, they will still be able to play. Can't compete with our powerful organization. After all, we have Michael Beasley who can blow him up since he was a child."

Doug praised Michael Beasley with a sly word and elevated him to Kevin Durant's position.

Beasley couldn't help grinning, the joy in his heart couldn't be hidden.

Old Du is right, this guy's mind is indeed simple.

Smart on the side also shook his head helplessly: Beasley willingly gave up the position of leader because of such a compliment. Snoopy really has great leadership skills.

"David Anderson, you're the most powerful traditional center I've ever seen. Your post-up play at the basket is very lethal. The Thunder don't really have a center, so I think you will give them in the paint next. Complete a devastating blow like Thor's hammer."

"Kyle Lamore, your three-pointer reminds me of the legendary shooter, Reggie Miller. If you give you the corner position, you can easily blow the Thunder's basket."

"Mario, I was amazed by your calm game rhythm when you were here. If it weren't for your teammates making mistakes, we would have never been able to win. Next, if the team's rhythm is controlled by you, the Thunder will not be able to win at all. There is no possibility of a quick offensive."

"And Michael, Jeff Green should be no different from an ATM to you. You know, he is just the loyal younger brother of your defeated opponent."

"Andre,..."

"..."

Doug called out everyone's name clearly and was able to tell everyone's good points. This surprised everyone, and at the same time couldn't help being convinced. They were willing to believe what he said, and confidence began to grow from the bottom of their hearts.

"Being behind by 14 points, the opponent is an NBA team with a complete regular season lineup. If we complete a comeback in the second half, I don't think there is anything that will attract the attention of the NBA more than this."

"There is a saying in China that wealth and wealth are found in danger. Now, difficulties are in front of us. God has given us a very tempting start. It depends on whether we have the courage to kill our opponents."

Duge's speech speed is getting faster and faster, and the heartbeat it drives is also getting faster and faster.

"Snoopy is right. Wealth and wealth are in danger, so why not give it a try?"

At this time, Michael Beasley acted appropriately as the fuse to detonate morale.

All players cheered.

drop!

The whistle sounded, and the battle for the second half began.

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[Explain, I'm really not in the water. I have repeatedly deliberated on every plot. The NBA is not just about the regular season, playoffs, and finals. The game isn't just cold stats, either. I want to create a progressive feeling for everyone, and write a sense of reality in front of and behind the scenes. Moreover, in terms of the plot, many foreshadowings of the future plot must be planted. An excellent novel must be well-founded and meaningful in its control of conflicts. Finally, let me say something emotional: If you know how many words I have deleted, maybe you won't be stingy with your thumb. 】

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