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Chapter 670 Ewing? 2nd tier center

Chapter 670 Ewing?Second rate center

Now Louis must seriously think about a question, how important is Phil Jackson to Jordan?

Because in the second half, when the Blazers trailed by a big score, Jordan, like Kobe, refused to believe his teammates. Of course, his performance was unmatched.

Jackson is not around, and there is no Winter, the father of the triangle offense, on the assistant team. Louis can conclude that Jordan will not be exposed to this classic tactic that has made him a goat.

Jordan didn't realize there was a problem with their tactics because Rick Pitino was already a top coach.

So he thinks that the problem lies with himself. During the offseason, he not only strengthened the three-pointer, but also gained 5KG.

As early as two years ago, the Knicks made him understand that if he wanted to win the game against these butchers, his body was too thin, and he needed to arm his whole body with muscles.

It can be seen from the game that two years ago, the Knicks were able to target his shortcomings on the perimeter, but now they deliberately force him to leave the 45-degree angle on the right wing; before strengthening physical confrontation can effectively reduce his shooting percentage, now unless the Knicks switch to the playoffs mode and knock him down, otherwise giving him extra confrontation may make him use his strength.

All his strengths are his weaknesses.

Jordan stopped the sinking situation alone, allowing the Blazers to cling to the game.

He is omnipotent, breakthroughs, jump shots, low backs, 2+1s to the basket, and a ground-breaking slam dunk on Sam Bowie's head.

Even New York fans, seeing such an offensive, couldn't help but think in their hearts, this guy is really better than Benj!
Wilson's improvement is big enough, but compared with Jordan, it's still a notch behind.

Just like Jordan and Drexler in the 1992 finals, at first glance it was a contest of the same level, but anyone who has watched the game knows that the influence of these two people on the situation is not the same level.After that round of finals, the controversy over who was stronger between Jordan and the glider was swept into the trash.

After a game, Wilson admitted: "I'm not his opponent yet."

Louis nodded in agreement: "You probably need another year or two to catch up with him."

"However," Wilson smiled confidently, "he can't win this fight."

It's hard to believe this is coming from a 22-year-old, a three-pro season veteran who is Benj's age when many players are preparing for their senior seasons.

What's more, he knows how to win like a veteran who has played for many years.

He doesn't care about his role, he doesn't mind who the spotlight goes to, he is willing to do all the things that Jordan is not willing to do, that's the difference.

Wilson scored 14 points in the first quarter, followed by 12 points in the next two quarters. In the fourth quarter, under Louie's arrangement, he scored another 10 points. He scored 36 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists. In contrast, it was definitely not as good as Jordan's astonishing 55 points, 8 rebounds and 7 assists. After all, he had almost the same assists and rebounds but scored nearly 20 more points than Wilson.

However, watching Jordan's game is like watching the works of FALENO. Even if there are superstars such as Ningning Yoshitaka, Moe Angel, Xizi Ono, etc., if there is no corresponding planning and supervision to use them, then what is presented is basically garbage like "Spring Picture of Fuju Mountain".

116 is better than 108
Judging from the score, the battle between the two sides was fierce, and Jordan tried his best, but he couldn't move.

But if Louis were to write the battle report, he would write "Jordan tried his best, but he didn't drive his teammates".

He has no excuses, because his teammates are not weak.

This is not only Jordan's own problem, but also has something to do with the coaching staff.

The Jordan in this life is different from the one that Louis knows. He is a ball-handling core, just like James Harden's all-around No. [-] position. Give him the ball, and he can play C. However, every big ball-handling core has a problem, which is to use up strong teammates.

The reason is easy to understand. You occupy the majority of the ball, and the roles of others can only be marginalized. Therefore, one team of forwards became marginal, and the three teams of power forwards suddenly couldn't even grab rebounds. Although Jordan's statistics were perfect, his teammates declined to varying degrees.

After all, he scored 55 points on the premise of shooting [-]% from the field. It is unreasonable to say that he took too many shots.

"Michael is undoubtedly the most aggressive player." Louie praised Jordan politely, and then said, "However, Benj, Larry and even Irwin (tragedy) are the best players in my heart."

The CBS reporter interviewed was Sally Kudo, who knew Louie well. She deliberately asked Louis a difficult question: "Where is Patrick? Isn't he the best in your mind?"

"Who is Patrick, I don't know." Louis suddenly recalled pretendingly, "Oh, you mean the guy who is recuperating, no, he is not, just a second-rate center, not worth mentioning."

If it was a few years ago, as Louis said, the media would definitely turn the world upside down.

Now, everyone knew that Louie and Ewing had a close relationship, and this kind of talk was as normal as a couple flirting.

They think it's normal, Mr. You.

No, he doesn't think so.

The next day, he went to the Blue Palace for accountability: "Am I a second-rate center? Have you ever seen a second-rate center who won both teams? Or a second-rate center who won MVP and FMVP?"

Louie was sitting in his office drinking Coke, but now he was disturbed by a loud chimpanzee.

"With your mentality, it's too conservative to say you're second-rate." Louis shook his head in disgust, "Not a first-rate!"

Ewing said angrily: "I'll come back the night after tomorrow! Let's see who doesn't make it!"

"The doctor agrees?"

Ewing almost smashed his medical report and doctor's advice on Louis's desk: "Look, he said that I am strong enough to kill a cow, and suggested that I come back immediately!"

Louis took the physical examination, and it was indeed written that Ewing's indicators had returned to normal, but there was absolutely no claim that he could kill a cow.

"You hurt your leg, don't you want to rest for a few more days?" Louis asked conservatively.

Ewing said strangely, "I have only rested for a few days, and I have become a second-rate center in some people's eyes. If I continue to rest, maybe I won't be able to play as a substitute?"

"You have a big face and a strong body, but you have a small mind. Didn't I just mention it casually? Who do you think is serious?"

Ewing said angrily: "Brad! He took it seriously!"

"He's a slut, don't you know that?"

"What is the composition of the person who said this?"

"Absolutely a good guy!" Louis said proudly, "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask. From Miami to Los Angeles, from Los Angeles to Charlotte, and then to Utah, who mentioned this coach and didn't give him a thumbs up and praised him as a loyal man?"

Ewing didn't want to hear his nonsense.

"Okay, I want to come back! Tomorrow night!" Ewing said firmly.

"No." Louis rejected his application, "Tomorrow night's opponent is the Celtics, you can't come back."

Ewing asked proudly, "Who else can stand against Ralph Sampson except me?"

Louis didn't realize that this guy has such a thick skin, thicker than a city wall, thicker than a bulletproof vest, thicker than the surface of the earth, how thick-skinned are you to say such brazen words?
Against Sampson?When did he play against Sampson without being beaten to the head and face?

Of course, any active center who meets Sampson will be beaten head and face. Either he is inferior in height, speed, body, technique, or all aspects. Ewing is only better than Sampson in one thing, and that is defense, but he is not good enough to limit the opponent's offense.

Watching Ewing on Sampson is like watching Mutombo on O'Neal.

Except for sharks, Mutombo can guard against anyone, oh, there are sharks on the opposite side, that's okay.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but you have just recovered, so you should pick some weaker opponents to find out. Ralph is too difficult for you."

The Celtics must be the biggest obstacle for the Knicks to break out of the East.

Not only is Sampson in his prime, but Bird, too, is officially back.

"If the opponent is too weak, I'm too lazy to come back. I'm here for Ralph. As long as I beat him, I will be the real No. [-] center in the league!" Ewing said with lofty ambitions.

"You hit your father, a mere second-rate center just wants to play hell difficulty? I don't agree, you get out of the office now, you don't have a place to talk here!"

Ewing couldn't figure out why this crumb coach suddenly exploded.

"Discuss and discuss?"

"Do you think that I want to discuss with you? Get out of here! Don't make me angry, you bastard!"

Ewing didn't know whether to say a Jamaican swear word. He looked at Louis' expression seriously, and decided not to say it.

Ewing came outside and met Zhao Yuanzheng.

"Be careful, Coach Lu's mood is not stable recently." Zhao Yuanzheng's reminder was a step late.

Ewing asked, "Why?"

"Do you remember he lost weight last year?"

"Remember, didn't you succeed?"

Zhao Yuanzheng smiled lightly: "In just half a year, the little belly has been lost."

"Retribution! This is retribution! He deserves it!" Ewing happily went downstairs, and before Zhao Yuanzheng reminded him to keep it secret, news of Louis' weight loss success and failure spread throughout the team.

(End of this chapter)

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