Basketball Coach Li

　　 "hen～"

　　 Putting the newspaper in his hand on the desk on one side, Pat Riley put his hands on his shiny hair and asked casually.

　　 "Stan, why do you think the 76ers can win 8 straight?"

　　 Stan Van Gundy fingered the black-rimmed glasses, "Coach, I think they are lucky."

　　 Pat Riley tapped his fingers on the desktop, "Huh? How to say?"

Van Gundy picked up the newspaper and said, "Coach, look, their three-pointers averaged 25 shots per game and 11.5. This Chinese averaged 4 three-pointers per game and shot 55% from the field. These statistics are too bad. It's normal. It must be caused by the opponent's ignorance of the 76ers. Of course, to put it directly, the defense of these teams is too rubbish."

　　 Pat Riley approved this. The Sixers have won eight games in a row. It is indeed a good schedule. Except for the Bulls, the other teams are full of belly fat, too weak.

　　 "Then how do you think you should deal with them?"

　　 Van Gundy also thought for a while, and then said his thoughts in one go.

"We directly blocked Iverson’s contact with others, leaving him in a state of infinite isolation... Their three-pointers were indeed accurate, but only Lee was a threat. We sent Marley to specifically cover him, and other people’s three-pointers. Not a concern."

　　 Pat Riley smiled, "That's it? Anything else?"

　　 "Uh~uh~"

　　 Van Gundy "Uh" for a long time, then answered honestly, "No more."

　　 Pat Riley shook his head, why is this guy so honest? Elm head!

　　 "Listen, this way..."

　　……

　　 The weather in Miami today is exceptionally good, there is no cloud, and the sky is infinitely blue.

　　Today's Miami is over thirty degrees.

　　Unfortunately, the air-conditioning in the 76-person bus was broken. Even if the car window is open, it still cannot withstand the heat wave.

　　 "It's so hot."

　　 Frank-Gold's tongue chuckles, his hands are constantly fanning the wind.

　　 Li Nan also feels uncomfortable, sweating, always feeling bored.

　　 "I'm afraid it's 40 degrees, it's so hot."

　　 Iverson closed his eyes, but was no longer cold, but rather tired.

　　 Obviously, the heat wave in Miami melted Iverson.

　　 Stackhouse was dissatisfied and yelled at the assistant who arranged the bus.

　　 "Sanchez, what kind of broken car did you arrange? You don't have all the money the boss gives, right?"

　　 Assistant Sanchez's face is full of innocence. "I remember it was still good yesterday, why did it break down today?"

　　 In the car, everyone looks impatient...

　　……

　　 What the 76ers did not expect was that the locker room of the Heat's American Airlines Arena was even hotter.

　　 "They are really too much!"

　　 "It's so hot, I feel like I'm going to die from the heat."

　　 "Just don't turn on the air conditioner. Even the water in the bathroom is turned off. Damn it!"

　　The young people felt like they were about to burst into flames.

　　Even Blanco and Frank King, who are usually the most aggressive, withered. Iverson was also leaning back on the chair, very depressed.

　　 Coach Davis wiped his unstoppable sweat again. Now the hottest is him. Shirts, trousers and leather shoes.

　　 He never expected to be so embarrassed today.

　　 But, you have nothing to do with the unwritten rules of the NBA.

　　 Before the game started, these lads were already designed by the opponent. Davis was flustered.

"How to do how to do?"

　　 Davis looked at Li Nan in a hurry.

　　 It was the first time that Li Nan encountered such a situation.

　　 "Coach, otherwise, let's get in early. There is air-conditioning and iced drinks."

　　 Davis hesitated, "That's not good, it hasn't started yet."

　　 However, the players can't help it anymore. Staying any longer will definitely cause fever.

　　 "No matter what, let's go!"

　　 Iverson has been silent, but he runs the fastest.

　　 "go, go, go!"

　　 Others also followed quickly.

　　 "Hey, you guys!"

　　 Davis saw them all slipping away, and he also chased them briskly.

　　……

　　 In the arena, Li Nan slumped comfortably on the chair, blowing on the air conditioner, drinking Gatorade, and enjoying the wonderful cheerleading performance, so comfortable.

　　 Others are similar.

　　 "It's chilly, but the air conditioner is comfortable."

　　 "I never knew that Gatorade on ice was so good."

　　 "Pat Riley is really disgusting."

　　 "What is this? You have never felt that when the old bishop of Auerbach was here, the Celtics did a better job, and they even made people rush into the locker room."

　　 "His, it's scary, but luckily I was born late."

　　 The players were chatting, but Davis was looking around, feeling anxious.

　　 No one cares about the locker room. In this broad daylight, Pat Riley will never show any more moths, right?

　　 When seeing the Heat show up, Davis finally felt relieved.

　　 It's just that Pat Riley, who was smiling and hiding the knife in his face, made Davis frown. Davis always feels that this game is not that simple.

　　......

　　 beep! ! !

Game start.

　　 From the beginning, Iverson received the warm hospitality of the Heat.

　　Dan Marley pestered Iverson without the ball.

　　 Dan Marley was an excellent shooter in the 90s, but also a fierce defensive man.

　　 Iverson was bumped and staggered several times, but the referee did not say anything.

　　 "Referee, is this not a foul?"

　　 Iverson looked for the referee several times, but the referees all spread their hands.

　　 "There is no foul, this is normal defense."

　　 It's not just Iverson, Li Nan also feels it. Today's referee is very strange.

　　 If this were placed in the previous game, it would definitely be a foul against the opponent!

　　 "Did the referee really take care of us before?"

　　 Li Nan also had doubts in his mind. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　Just, is it really good for the referee to let things go on like this?

　　 "Allen, be careful, don't get hurt."

　　Li Nan reminded Iverson a few words, Iverson just made an "OK" sign.

　　 But, Iverson forgot about it as soon as he turned around.

　　 Iverson started playing.

　　 The gorgeous crotch dribble came. He wants to humiliate each other in public and take revenge.

　　 "Oh! It's coming!"

　　 "Pass him!"

　　 "Allen! Go!"

　　 Although it is the home stadium of Miami, there are not a few fans who like Iverson.

　　 Dan Marley bends his knees slightly, opens his hands, dare not make any movements at all.

　　Because there is only one move, Iverson will definitely clean him up.

　　 It's just that even if Marley doesn't move, Iverson can easily deal with him.

coming!

　　 Iverson glanced at Marley coldly, and then moved his left foot forward, going to the left!

　　 Marley hurriedly moved a step, trying to block Iverson's path.

　　 But at this step, Iverson seized the opportunity.

　　 Cross direction change without deceleration!

　　 lowered his hips from right to left, passing Marley in an instant. Clean!

　　 An emergency stop jumper, a steady hit.

　　 Amidst the cheers of the audience, Iverson turned to look at Marley and said lightly:

"You can not!"

　　 Marley's eyes condensed, his teeth clenched tightly in his mouth.

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　　 (The book will be released on February 21, which is 12 o'clock tomorrow noon.)

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