You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 349 He is Lying Somewhere in the Garden
Wei Xia gave up the opportunity to continue to improve the scoring record in a single game, keeping his score at 45 points.

Then, he fouled any Celtics player.

He remembered that the person he fouled was Paul Pierce, because he was the only one in this team with countless flaws who still had a flat face.

"45 points, 7 rebounds and 3 assists, in the first game of the new season, Wish's performance is outstanding."

Mike German concluded.

"At least now we can say that he dedicated the best night of his career to the North Shore Garden." Heinsohn said uncertainly, "Maybe he will play better games in the future, but right now, this moment is the culmination of his career so far."

Wesha and Vaughan Weaver hand over.

Weaver will replace him for the remainder of the game.

When Wei Xia left the field, the game had actually entered garbage time. The Celtics had no chance. Their defense was penetrated, and Pierce alone could not reverse the situation.

Therefore, the ten minutes after that were downright rubbish time.

Although Wei Xia was not on the court, the Lakers were still strong and won the game easily.

In the end, the Lakers beat the Celtics by 19 points, making a good start to the new season.

"Wish, you were especially impactful today, what motivates you?"

Reporters in Boston don't want to see any Lakers running wild on their turf.

But now they have to accept the result. The sophomore from the Lakers dominated the game. When he went off the field, there were 8 minutes in the game, and his personal score was 45 points.

"It's Red Auerbach." Wei Xia didn't mind expressing his heart. "I've heard his story. He is a great man and a great coach. He means a lot to the Celtics, but I didn't expect that just after he left, the Celtics planned to give up the tradition that they had adhered to for decades. This made me very angry. I fought for it. The result of this game is my attitude towards that matter."

The reason why the Lakers players broke out is because the death of their godfather is bizarre enough.

Even more bizarre is the reason for his anger.

He's like one of those old-timers who say no to teams having cheerleading squads and halftime shows, but how old is he?How did he know what "Glory Celtic" is?How can he understand that the old rules don't apply anymore in today's world of entertaining to death?
Even the bishop himself admitted when he was alive that today's league is unfamiliar to him, and the countless rules and restrictions make it impossible for him to start. This is no longer the era when he casually called and discussed with the other party, "I want you to help me choose someone, and you take a few more people from me, and then we can make a deal" to bring back the player he likes to the team.

Why can't they admit that that set has deviated from the times and is out of touch with the trend?
Why stick to a tradition that is seriously outdated, and can even be said to be very old-fashioned?
They don't understand.

Just as Wei Xia couldn't understand and accept it.

Want cheerleading?Why not convince Auerbach while he is alive?Do you have to decide to step on the dead man within half a day of his death to erase the last trace of old age?
"Do you know Red?" the reporter asked unexpectedly.

"He's the greatest coach of all time." Wescha directly ignored Phil Jackson, Pat Riley and John Wooden.

The reporter had nothing to say, they finally congratulated Wei Xia and let him leave.

Wei Xia should have gone straight to the player channel, but he saw Tom Heinsohn who had not left in the commentary.

Wei Xia walked towards him.

He jumped into the front row of the auditorium and took the seat that belonged to Heinsohn's partner.

His partner disappeared, and Wei Xia took his place.

He didn't speak.

"If the red head knows that there is a Lakers player who slaughtered in the garden for him, he may not be happy." Heinsohn laughed.

"No, he will be very happy." Wei Xia seemed to know Auerbach very well, "I taught him a lesson for the 'disgraceful Celtics' who have forgotten their ancestors ⑴."

"Damn, I really don't understand how you, a young man, know Reid." Heinsohn shook his head repeatedly.

"No, he doesn't know me." Wei Xia explained, "but I know him. My greatest wish is to sit with him and talk about the past. It seems that there is no chance."

Heinsohn's dry smile tightened, and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his body.He didn't look like a real smoker, because he didn't ask Wei Xia if he wanted one.

Or, he knew that Wei Xia would definitely refuse to smoke.

"Smoking here?" Wei Xia asked.

"A surprise?" Heinsohn lit a cigarette proudly, "This is the right I won!"

Wesha smelled acrid smoke, exactly the same as he smelled in the old days as John Havlicek.

Half a century later, he still smokes Marlboros.

"Aren't you sad?" Wei Xia asked.

"Sad? Of course, but I won't cry, I won't." Heinsohn said with a cigarette in his mouth, "We are all very old, and there will be such a day sooner or later."

"It's just," Wei Xia was about to say something, but Heinsohn continued, "When we met some old guys last year, we made an appointment to go fishing together. It seems that there is no chance."

Wei Xia had nothing to say. His understanding of Auerbach came from more than a year of traveling through possession of Havlicek.

Since the intersections all come from the training ground and the stadium, there are not many opportunities to contact Auerbach in private.

According to Havlicek, Auerbach was like a second father to him.

"When he went to Germany to see a doctor, he wrote an epitaph for himself. He was worried that he would not wake up." Heinsohn said with a smile, "'he is lying here somewhere'. Yes, that's what he wrote. That stubborn old man has always loved to play advanced games all his life."

This is similar to Jackson.

"It's better to say that he's lying somewhere in the garden," Wei Xia said.

"Sounds scary, but it's really appropriate." Heinsohn finished smoking a cigarette, packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

Before parting, he said to Wei Xia: "Until today, I can't believe that you are a Laker. Keep it up. You are the wealth and treasure of Los Angeles."

Wei Xia didn't really want to attend the press conference, but had to.

He scored a career high in a single game, and it was time to take the opportunity to expand his influence. If he didn't participate in the press conference, the league would not let him go, the team would not let him go, even his agent would blow up his phone.

In order not to let the momentary ease lead to endless troubles, he still went.

The same questions, low-key and modest answers.

The most interesting question is the Boston reporter's sowing discord: "After this battle, do you think you have the opportunity to become the absolute core of the team?"

Good guy, Kobe and Jackson are here and want to dig a hole?

He misplaced his idea, and he didn't know Wei Xia well.

As long as Kobe is involved, Wei Xia has a way to divert it.

"Such a sensitive question, please ask the next time when Kobe is not around, I promise you will be satisfied."

That was the funniest thing he showed to the media tonight.

Even Kobe, who was so serious that he wanted to sweat at the beginning, laughed at it.

As he left the locker room, Bryant asked curiously, "You know that Auerbach?"

"do not know."

Kebi rolled his eyes like Wei Xia: "I thought you guys were some kind of forgetful friends, you slaughtered the Celtics for someone you don't know?"

"I don't like them, is there a problem?" Wei Xia asked arrogantly.

"Then do you think you can use this game to take my place?" Kobe smiled but stared at him fiercely.

Wei Xia only gave him a bewildered smile, but did not answer him personally.

This made Kobe very dissatisfied: "Tell me the answer!"

"My answer is on my face, Mish."

He actually didn't have an answer, but watching the pass Kobe gave him during the game, if he lost his ambition and became the second child at ease, how beautiful would the picture be?Good passing touch, half-court shooting range, strong offensive firepower, top-ranking defense, physical strength to play the whole game, and the desire to catch bombs at critical moments-this is the perfect second-in-command!
However, the person who can make Kobe at his peak willing to be the second child should not be born yet, even if he is born, he will be old.

They didn't dwell on this issue for too long, they walked out of the North Shore Garden together and returned to the hotel.

In the hotel room, Wei Xia listened to a dozen voice messages after taking a shower.

Whenever he's playing well on the court, that's when his text inbox is at its worst.

The blessings, greetings, and cheers from all walks of life almost made me proud.

Jim Bass' voice message is the most exaggerated: "If you hit me three more good games, I will suggest that Dad trade that bastard Kobe!"

At the Lakers' internal gathering before the start of the season, Buss Jr. called Kobe "my brother" with a smile on his face.

But looking back, it seems that there is no problem.

The Bass family has a long-standing tradition of "brothers and friends respect each other, and the family is harmonious." This is how Bass treats his brother like this. He really regards Kobe as a brother.

Wei Xia didn't know how he fell asleep.

He was thinking about whether it would be strange to meet the old man who had passed away in the old time. When he traveled as usual and John Havlicek, the perpetual motion machine of the Celtics, was still downcast, Auerbach sent him the roar of the East River from a long distance: "Hondo, if you look like a fucking bird again, I'll put your head in the toilet!"

"Great idea!" said Sam Jones meanly. "I'm going to get a tuba right away, redhead, just wait, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Wei Xia said angrily: "If I am more energetic, can you stuff Sam's head into the toilet?"

"No!" Auerbach said confidently, "That bastard's brain is full of water, and it's useless to stuff it in the toilet!"

(End of this chapter)