Basketball injuries only make me stronger

Chapter 339 I Can Do It

In early summer, the climate in Cleveland was pleasant, but there was a lot of noise inside and outside the city. In the evening sunlight, cars were converging in the same direction, and pedestrians in the city were also rushing there. Drivers stuck in the road were frantically honking their horns, but it only made the atmosphere more irritable.

Everyone wants to get there first.

Quicken Loans Center.

A foreign tourist who never watched the NBA said helplessly to the taxi driver: "It's unbelievable that there is a traffic jam here!"

The driver looked at the passenger in the rearview mirror as if looking at an idiot: "Don't you know what day it is today?"

"Huh? Easter? Christmas? Or something special?"

"God, are you from Mars? Today is the fifth game between the Cavaliers and the Hornets! Cleveland's battle of life and death!"

"What's that, an American football team?"

"..."

Seeing the traffic jam in front of him and not seeing the end point for a long time, the driver simply told the tourists about the NBA, the Cavaliers, James, Lian Feng, and Cleveland, which has never won any professional league championship, what this game means to them.

"Are you going to watch the game too?"

"Unfortunately, sir, not everyone can grab tickets. I will go back to watch the game on TV after I have given away your business. I suggest you go to this game too. Cleveland needs your support."

"Haha... But after listening to your description, I would rather support the Hornets. That... Lian Feng seems to be very good!"

"You are right, he is the most powerful player in the league, I even think he is the No.1 in the league today, but what does that matter, we support James, because he is fighting to defend the glory of this city!"

……

Cleveland has been cornered. 3 to 1!

The Cavaliers even faced the fate of being swept.Although everyone felt that there was little hope of a turnaround in this situation, but because of the existence of the Miracle Child, everyone wanted to look forward to it, and maybe a miracle might happen.

But at this moment, a piece of news that excited all Clevelandians was broadcast on the news.

"According to reliable sources, the Hornets' forward has a severe flu and is likely to miss tonight's game!"

It was a little early when the news came out.

Because Lian Feng could no longer attend the press conference normally at that time, and this kind of thing could not be hidden at all, otherwise the subsequent public relations would not be easy to do, so the spokesperson of the Hornets admitted it.

Then the media reporters who swarmed up were about to eat the spokesperson of the Hornets.

Hmm... This temporary spokesperson is of course David West, the second most senior in the team.

For the first time, I feel so tired answering a reporter's question.

But there is no way.

Finally freed from the clutches of the reporter, David West went to see Lian Feng's situation for the first time.

The team doctor had already given Lian Feng a simple treatment in the hotel. There was no specific medicine for this kind of cold, and he needed to rely more on his own immunity to recover.

With 5 hours left before the game, Zhuo Mei was the only person in the room looking after her.

When David West came to the door, Zhuomei had just bid farewell to Adelman.

"How is Lian doing?"

Zhuo Mei sighed lightly: "Still sleeping."

David West couldn't help but sighed.

Adelman patted David West's shoulder: "Okay, let Lian Feng take a good rest. We have to think about how to play tonight's game. Let everyone come to the conference room and formulate a new tactic."

As the team's second seniority, David West was naturally the vice-captain. After hearing what the coach said, he nodded and started sending text messages to others.

After a while, everyone except Lian Feng gathered in the conference room, and Adelman calmly analyzed the situation that everyone would face after Lian Feng was no longer on the team. The first problem they had to face was who would hold the ball.

After thinking about it for a while, it seems that this task can only be placed on a marginal player...

Ugh.

There is also the question of how to design offensive tactics.Most of the team's tactics are designed around Lianfeng. He plays different roles in different tactics, initiator, linker, and terminator. Without him, most of the tactics will be invalid.

Then there's the issue of defense...

However, no matter how difficult the situation is at this time, you have to bite the bullet and go up.

At this time, everyone is more aware of what Lian Feng means to this team.During the regular season, after Lian Feng was injured, there was still Allen Iverson who could take the position of Lian Feng. However, Lian Feng and Allen were gone at this time, and there was no one on the team who could take the top position.

After staying in the meeting room for more than an hour, everyone came out a little dejected.

It was too late to adjust the tactics.They had to drive to the arena.

However, Lian Feng must be notified.

When everyone got out of the elevator and arrived at the lobby, Adelman said to his assistant, "Go and see how Lian Feng is doing."

West pointed to the front: "Coach, maybe it's not necessary..."

Adelman was slightly taken aback, but also looked forward.

Lian Feng, who was wearing a loose sportswear, was leaning against a pillar. Zhuo Mei was helping him tidy up.

Lian Feng also saw his teammates and coach, raised his eyelids, his expression was a little weak, he still put on a smile and waved to them.

Ibaka ran over excitedly, and slapped him fiercely, "Boss! I knew you would never leave us!"

Lian Feng was very weak at this time, Ibaka's slap almost sent him away, he coughed twice, and said weakly: "I wouldn't, but now it's hard to say, I feel like your bones have been hammered loose by your slap."

Ibaka could only touch his head in embarrassment.

Zhuo Mei looked at Ibaka angrily.

Ibaka immediately became alert and picked up Lian Feng's bag, which made Zhuo Mei's face look better.

Adelman walked over with a frown: "Your condition... can you play?"

Lian Feng gently touched his forehead with the back of his hand, he still had some fever, his body was sore and limp, and his head was also aching, even accompanied by some nausea.But he smiled and replied in a hoarse voice: "Coach...do you still remember the game between the Bulls and the Jazz in 1997?"

Immediately, Adelman understood what Lian Feng's words meant.

In 1997, the Bulls led by Jordan had to win Tianwang Mountain. On that day, Jordan was weak and weak, like suffering from the flu, but he still led the team to victory with his strong willpower.

This is the famous Jordan "flu battle".

Now, Lian Feng has drawn the script.

(End of this chapter)