Chapter 1050 Don't Blame Me for Being Cold-Blooded
In the afternoon, the Newsweek Building in Manhattan.
Ding--
The door of the special elevator opened slowly. Tory Black, who was standing outside the elevator, just wanted to greet him, but saw the tall Ivana hanging in the arms of the big devil like a koala in the elevator. Enthusiasm like no one else.
"Uh~"
The little assistant made a soft uh sound, and hurriedly stepped aside, seeing that Ivana's lavender ruffled skirt, which was wearing a white silk shirt, could no longer cover the scenery that appeared and disappeared at all, and could not help but secretly curse in her heart.
Knowing what game the two of them were going to play next, Tori hurried to the front, pushed open the door of the office, and sent them all the way to the door of the lounge in the inner room.
After closing the door casually, Tori couldn't help curling his lips, and when he heard Ivana's sweet meowing voice and crisp applause, he rolled his eyes in embarrassment.
"Eating alone will kill you!"
. . . . . .
When the lounge returned to silence, there were only two people who were somewhat satisfied and full of aftertaste breathing.
Andy looked up at the ceiling, while Ivana was lying on the bed profusely, her pretty face was pink, her eyes were particularly blurred and she looked sideways at her beast-like boyfriend, with a satisfied sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, lazy He reached out and brushed aside the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead.
"call--"
"You don't know, this period of time can be regarded as suffocating me..." Andy turned his head and smiled, looking at his girlfriend who was a little bit cruel, and leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, feeling refreshed sighed.
Ivana licked her red hunk a little thirsty, leaned sideways into Andy's arms with difficulty, her beautiful eyes were a little blurred, and said softly, "Me too."
"Hehe..." Andy smiled lightly and lowered his head to kiss her, stroking her back that still had the fragrance of HAN.
"I'm a little thirsty, get me a bottle of water, my legs are so limp..." Ivana lay on Andy's chest, speaking in a tired voice, feeling a little uncomfortable in her throat.
"Yeah." Andy retracted his arms first, lifted the blanket, and got off the wound. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the corner freezer in the lounge, walked back to the wound while opening it, and then stretched out his hand to lift it up without even bothering to move. Ivana, who was moving, spread her arms and took her into his arms.
"Gudong..."
"It's so comfortable." After Ivana finished drinking, she sighed comfortably. After Andy took the mineral water and drank some, the two lay down again, hugging each other tightly.
"...will you go to the sixth game of the Rockets' playoffs tomorrow night? The recent Houston media have expressed doubts about you, who have not shown up since the start of the playoffs, and complained about your attention to the Rockets Not enough."
Ivana's eyelids were a little twitched, her eyes were half-closed, and after yawning in Andy's arms, she asked in a soft voice with some concern.
"I was also defeated by the Rockets. At home, I could have been beaten by the Jazz in both games. The big score was 0:2 behind. Fortunately, I didn't go, otherwise I would be pissed off on the spot..."
When it comes to the Rockets, which entered the playoffs in fifth place and won the home court advantage, Andy was full of anger and depression. Before he faced reporters, he said confidently that he would win the game and enter the second round , That's good, he was slapped in the face, and he was swollen from the beating!
Fortunately, he turned around and went to Tu'ao, but those bastard media still didn't let him go easily. After all, he was able to seize the opportunity to mock Andy Smith, who has been humming so much, and left him speechless. It is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
It is conceivable how Andy will be caught, and the reports of the Rockets are constantly being published, and the Rockets are swept away. Despite returning to the home court and desperately trying to win a round, even a role player like Landry lost a front tooth and defended a little dignity.
Andy was a little confused. Even though Dayao was in a slump due to his injuries and recuperation time, didn't he still have Chang Lu and Mai Di? How could he be knocked to the ground by Jazz?
A fat beating?
Perhaps it was because of the two defeats at home in the opening game that this group of guys were beaten into a daze.
Then there was another loss in Game 4, which put the Rockets directly on the edge of a cliff. When Andy was in Australia, he was so angry that he didn't even bother to answer the phone call from Rockets manager Morey.
-3 behind, no one believes that the Rockets can enter the second round. However, Houston fans still hope that their team's three superstars can stand up and turn the tide. Even if they are eliminated by -4, it is considered a decent exit.
Accompanied by overwhelming ridicule, at this moment, Dayao, Changlu, and McGrady were not reconciled, and made statements that surprised the media and fans: "Just blame us for everything!"
The fifth game! This time, the Rockets did not disappoint. McGrady scored 29 points, 5 rebounds and 5 assists, Dayao scored 22 points, 5 rebounds and 3 blocks, and Chang Lu even scored 26 points, 5 assists and 5 assists. Stealing, under the explosion of the three stars, the Rockets played against the sky 95-69, bloodbathed the Jazz with 26 points! The big score was tied at 2-3, and the Rockets, who were on the edge of the cliff, once again saw the dawn of promotion.
On May 3, that is, tomorrow, the Rockets will usher in the crucial sixth game at the Jazz's home court. If they win this game, they will draw with a big score. They will usher in the crucial seventh game of Tianwangshan at the Toyota Center.
"You'd better go sit down, you must know that tomorrow's game is very crucial, your appearance will greatly help morale, at this time, even if you may lose, your presence may have an unexpected effect. "Ivana was lying in Andy's arms, persuading softly.
"..." Andy lowered his head and kissed Ivana's forehead, stroking her smooth back, and said softly: "Okay, for your sake, I'll go and see them performance."
"Hate it, giggle..." Ivana patted Andy coquettishly, giggling coquettishly.
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Andy stood on the carpet, put on his clothes, stretched out his hand to grab the blanket to cover Ivana who was still sleeping because of his hard work, and walked out of the lounge carefully.
Sitting in the boss chair, he pressed the answering machine, "Get me a cup of coffee."
After hanging up, Andy leaned back on the boss chair, put his feet up on the desk, squinted his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a while, leaned forward, picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed out.
The call was connected almost immediately. Hearing all kinds of self-blame and apology from Rockets general manager Morey on the phone, Andy snorted angrily, "Okay, I will be at the game tomorrow, can I call you?" The seventh game, entering the second round, we will watch tomorrow's game.
What about Dayao, Changlu and Maidi? To be honest, I was really disappointed with the performance of the three of them in the previous games! "
"Sorry boss, I let you down, but we will definitely win tomorrow's game! McGrady is in a brave state, and Dayao's state is also recovering. He is really desperate on the defensive end. Chauncey had some knee problems in the first few games, but It's all fine now..."
Andy curled his lips. For McGrady's outburst, he is also a bit infected. You must know that McGrady's knee and back injuries have always been troubled. Often refused to play.
However, the last few games of the playoffs really infected him with his bravery and hard work.
"McGrady's injury..."
"The games in the playoffs are completely different from the regular season. Almost every game is a hand-to-hand fight. This will put a heavy burden on the players' bodies. McGrady is just trying to hold on. If he wins the game tomorrow, he will enter the seventh game. , win or lose, McGrady's knee and back injuries are hard to heal completely, maybe this summer, he will have to undergo knee surgery..."
Perhaps these few games of this season are the last highlight moments of McGrady's career. Andy knows that McGrady will start to dawdle after that. Maybe McGrady is a tragic hero, and he chooses to wither in the most tragic way.
"The plan remains the same!" Andy said to the phone with a calm expression and a somewhat cold tone, and then hung up the phone. His high salary is no longer directly proportional to his decline.
He is not a philanthropist, he spends tens of millions to let his players spend their days in the team, even if he will be criticized by the fans, but when the time comes to introduce new stars, the fans will switch camps soon! To be honest, creatures like fans love the new and dislike the old the most. . .
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