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Chapter 229 The Most Hated People in Washington D.C.
"Hey, I feel a little bit sorry for the Washington fans who watched the live broadcast."

Tom Heinsohn, who has always turned his elbows outward, couldn't help sweating for the Bullets when he saw the Game2 game.

That's right, Bird scored three three-pointers from different angles in the first two minutes of the first quarter.

John Long added two more three-pointers.

This made the Bullets see that the Celtics had to rush out desperately if they wanted to hit the ball to the outside, which indirectly gave Lambir and Sampson a stage to perform on the inside.

In the afternoon, Lambiel was threatened by Louis that if he did not score 25 points, he would be drugged and thrown into gay clubs, although it is not clear whether Louis would really do that.

But in the eyes of Lambiel, Louis is the only person in the NBA with a lower moral limit than him. You don't have to listen to this kind of person, but don't believe it.

Seeing that he almost asked Sampson to give him the chance to eat the cake with a threatening face, Louis scratched his head: "He doesn't really think I will drug him?"

"Well." Cowens is well known for not being able to chat, "He doesn't seem to have much confidence in you."

Louis turned around and asked, "Da Hong, do you have confidence in me?"

This is a "massage moment". No one who has watched "Black Gold" will sympathize with the cheap blind masseuse. He has many opportunities to avoid suffering, but he just can't control his mouth.

Cowens is too nervous to chat, but his eyes are still understandable.

"Of course I have confidence in you!" Cowens forced himself to say.

"Oh, don't have too much confidence in me, I'm easy to be complacent."

"Don't say that, Lu, you are just too humble. I have never met anyone who is more humble than you."

The Celtics coaching staff talked about cross talk off the court, and the Celtics on the court gave the Bullets a single quarter 34 to 8.

Gene Shue called three timeouts trying to solve their offensive problems.

But Jeff Louland was in poor condition, the back line was misfired, and they lacked the second star player, so they couldn't win a way out.

"That's probably the end of the game."

Heinsohn's partner Cousy said.

"The only suspense may be whether Little Lu will call a timeout."

"I bet he won't!" Heinsohn actually said in the commentary booth that he analyzed Louis, "Coach Lu is too young, he is capable and domineering, and he hates all voices against him."

Heinsohn's words made it easy to doubt whether he and Louis had a grudge.

In fact, it really did, not counting the fact that Heinsohn was used as a substitute in the legendary game.

But Heinsohn still said the most brilliant words: "Coach Lu has the ability to burn himself. He can accurately capture every dynamic on the field and every matchup detail. This is his innate ability, so I say he is a natural coach. But at the same time, he likes to piss off opponents. There seems to be a physiological need in his body to piss off opponents."

"Sounds like a harmless Rick Barry?" Cousy laughed.

"Kuz, I have to say that your example is absolutely perfect!" Heinsohn concluded for Louis, "Little Lu is the Rick Barry of coaches!"

It's a good thing that Louis didn't hear it, otherwise he would have gone to the commentary booth and Heinsohn's theory now.

Anyway, this game no longer needs a coach.

What kind of a beast is that Barry?Lambiel is considered the top beast of the contemporary era, because he can be hated by both opponents and teammates.Barry is one of the top beasts in ten thousand - there can only be one Rick Barry in 1 Lambirs - poisonous mouth, regional blackness, racism, unconscious racism, racism. I didn't realize that I was racism after the show. I made fun of watermelons with Russell on the show. I sent my children out of Virginia because he was afraid that his children would learn the local accent. Before he retired, "Sports Illustrated" wrote an article about him and interviewed many of his former teammates. betrayed him in the interview.

This is how Mike Dunleavy's famous "Send Ya to the United Nations and World War III started".

The problem with Barry was that the opponents didn't really hate him, only his own people hated him.He doesn't seem to care about the opinions of outsiders, he only tortures his own people, and his methods are varied and strange, from teammates to fans to bosses, he can torture them.When he is unhappy, he shoots wildly. When he is beaten on the court, he doesn’t want to fight back. Instead, he cares about whether his teammates can help him out. Once in the playoffs, he found that he had no teammates to help him out after being beaten. He decided not to shoot in the second half with resentment, and finally successfully led his opponent (76 Suns) to send his team away from the Western Conference Finals.

How could Louie allow himself to be compared to such a person?He is not guilty of that.

In Game 2 between the Celtics and the Bullets, Louie did not call a timeout.

No one really called.

The Bullets called all their timeouts.

Gene Shu's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Louis fiercely, wanting to meet his gaze.

But Louis was not even in the mood to look at him.

After three quarters, the Celtics led the Bullets by 50 points.

In the fourth quarter, the Bullets' substitutes dared to fight hard and narrowed the point difference to 39 points.

Finally, the game is over.

Lu Yilai wanted to shake hands with Shu, but the other party walked away angrily.

"You don't deserve to shake my hand!" Shu said like a winner.

Louis smiled naturally, and shook hands with Jeff Louland, the inside core of the Bullets.

"If Wes Unseld hadn't retired, he wouldn't have played better than you." Louie touched his stomach, as if the Bullets had gone home to fish. "It's time to lose weight, Jeff, your legs can't support the way you play."

Luland had no idea about the fiasco, they were not the Celtics' opponents in the first place.

Hearing Louis' suggestion, Luland said confidently: "Don't worry, Coach Lu, I will be fine. The team doctor said that my leg structure is different from ordinary people."

"Really, I'm actually surprised that you can last so long."

Louis coached Luland, although it was only an All-Star game, but he likes this straightforward big man and appreciates his golf quotient style of play.

The Bullets were beaten badly, but Louland played brilliantly.

According to later generations, this is called the Bullets lost, but he did not lose.

After two games, he averaged 22 points, 14 rebounds and 6 assists per game.

Louie was serious when he said that Unseld was not as good as he was.

Because Unseld has never averaged 20 points per game in a round of the series, and he is not as good as Louland's offensive ability. The MVP of the former rookie season is one of the black history of this award.

Unseld is good enough, averaging 14+18 rebounds+47% shooting per game and leading the team to 57 wins, which really looks good.However, in the same year, Willis Reid averaged 22+14 rebounds per game, shot 52% from the field, and led the team to 54 wins.Their MVP battle can't even be said to be evenly matched.Unseld got twice as many votes as Reed, and Reed, with his high self-esteem, did in the playoffs that year what Jordan did to Drexler in 1992.

The Knicks swept Baltimore in the playoffs, and the people who voted for Unseld realized they had made a big mistake.What's more bloody is that these idiots overcorrected and called Unseld bullshit, which hurt his popularity. As a result, the second-year Unseld was not selected as an All-Star, and since then, he has never been selected for the best team.

Louis was fortunate enough to watch Unseld's later games. He played with the same high golf IQ as Louland, but no matter what he did, he was only the second leader of the team, and if Louland stayed healthy, he could be the leader of a strong team that made it to the playoffs.

Of course, winning the championship is almost impossible.

But he was too heavy, and he was still full of fat. Although the height of his jump was not high, every time he fell, he was ready to collapse like a dangerous building.

Injuries are close at hand for him.

In the first two games of the playoffs, Louie only called a timeout, and each game was played without suspense. The resistance of the Bullets only made the Celtics show last longer.

The reporter asked Louis: "Will it be called a timeout in Game3?"

Louie's answer made the Washington media outraged: "It depends on the performance of the Bullets."

He made it sound like calling a timeout was a handout to the Bullets.

After his stimulation, the Bullet team worked together and vowed to give the Celtics a good fight.

After another two days of rest, the Celtics went away.

The Bullets had an intense first half.

The Capital Arena fans booed every Celtics play like a seizure and cheered every Bullet goal the loudest.

"We could feel the hatred from the fans in their reaction."

"Little Lu pissed off the entire DC!"

Although the Bullets worked hard, the Celtics were stronger, leading by 14 points before halftime.

Then Louie suddenly called a timeout.

His first timeout since Game1.

He called a timeout, but nothing was arranged.

Just let the players come down and drink some drinks to replenish their energy, and then go up to the game.

The last player to take the shot was Thomas. He made a throw after the pick-and-roll and hit the board.

Then, at the end of the first half, the Celtics led the Bullets by 16 points.

The reporter asked Louie why he called that timeout.

Louie's smile warmed people's hearts. He replied: "I think the Bullets players and the fans at the scene have worked hard. This timeout is for them. I want them to take a breath."

Philip Chenier, a legendary announcer who has worked for Washington area basketball games for 34 years, joked: "Little Lu replaced the San Francisco 6ers as the most hated existence in Washington, D.C., in just six days."

As Louie walked down the tunnel, he heard a lot of racist words.

It made him more relaxed.

He came to the locker room with a smile, and said to his players: "In the second half, we will expand our lead a little bit."

"By how much?" Thomas asked.

Louis said bluntly: "30 points."

"Is this a fucking point?" Byrd called out.

(End of this chapter)