Forward to the basket

At 110:85, when the buzzer sounded for the end of the fourth quarter, there was a burst of earth-shattering cheers in the North Shore Garden Arena, but at this moment Scott was really ashamed.

lost?Why?I'm afraid Scott didn't understand why this night was so embarrassing until this moment.

Originally, everything was under his control, but there was just a little accident.

Then, everything loses track as it should, including the final result.

Taking a sharp turn, using such an adjective to describe the state of the Hornets in the last two quarters of the game is perfect, even if Scott has already jumped on the sidelines and used cursing to try to motivate the players.

Timeouts, continuous timeouts, Scott wished to use all the timeouts in the third quarter.

But it turned out that such a struggle was futile, and his efforts had no effect at all.

Even Paul can't control the scene, who do you expect from the Hornets to stand up and take over?

Chandler?Come on, Scott doesn't even believe this proposal, let alone anyone else.

"Boxer" has a negative basketball IQ, and this guy is more suitable to be a pure rebounding machine.

Let him control the rhythm of the entire team?That is undoubtedly pushing everyone into the fire pit.

West's comprehension ability is good, but unfortunately, this guy has already entered the locker room lying down.

Moreover, the team doctor's initial diagnosis can be determined that the Hornets' top attacker must lie down for a week because of back muscle spasms. Scott almost hit his head against the wall when he heard the news.

Losing a general in the first game of the game is undoubtedly a blow to the Hornets who vowed to play well this season. Scott doesn't know how others feel, but he is a little confused anyway.

As for Paul, he never wanted to give up, and the Hornets' only attacks were focused on him.

But no matter how hard he works alone, he will never be able to save a team with low morale, and Paul's persistence and madness on the court only lasted until the end of the third quarter.

Scott didn't want the fourth quarter to completely turn into garbage time, but the damn game was completely out of control in the third quarter. After a short break, the Celtics collectively transformed into Altman.

Pierce played the entire third quarter for [-] minutes. Even if Rivers wanted him to go down and rest for a while, the guy refused. Pierce also scored [-] points in this quarter.

It can be said that the Hornets were opened up by nearly [-] points. It was in this quarter that they were completely overwhelmed by the Celtics in two consecutive small shots, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Pierce went crazy. Similarly, Jefferson went crazy after playing. It should be said that the Celtics have completely become a group of lunatics. Everyone fired with full firepower and scored 36 points abruptly.

And in addition to scoring, they collectively grabbed [-] rebounds and five crazy blocks.

Comprehensive suppression, frantic strangulation, the Green Shirts are like a group of tyrannical bandits, pressing the delicate little hornets to the ground, stripping off their coats little by little, and then began to ravage them brutally.

Especially the bald boy who made Scott gnash his teeth. He was almost pushing Vinicis to play hard. He was also a rookie, but Vinicis had nothing but contributed fouls.

Moreover, Vinicis lasted less than 10 minutes and received six fouls, which made Scott have to send fellow rookies Armstrong and Chandler to play double centers together.

It's just that this kind of change is also a little weak, and it's also a tragedy for Armstrong to face Chen Feng.

As for Chen Feng's efficiency?Or listen to the shouts like a tsunami in the North Shore Garden.

Alex, who was in charge of explaining the game, didn't sit down throughout the third quarter, including during the timeout, his face was flushed and his voice was loud, trying his best to stir up the excitement of the fans.

"Let us cheer! For the Celtics! For Pierce! For our great bishop Mr. Auerbach! Of course, the most important thing is for a new player who shows us the future!"

"Jack Chen!!! This guy must be more popular in Boston than Jackie Chan!"

Alex's crazy move was not without reason, because the bald wild boy had completely destroyed the Hornets' inside defense throughout the third quarter!Beat the opponent so that there is not even scum left.

Chandler was depressed by Perkins' entanglement at the basket, as if his hands and feet were bound and he couldn't move.

Vinicis, on the other hand, was completely pushed under the basket by Chen Feng as a sad background man, and could only be used as a foil.

Four consecutive strong hits, four split dunks after one-handed pressure!Chen Feng seemed to have no other means of attack, just blatantly overpowering his opponent, and it was the same after replacing Armstrong.

Chen Feng brought the atmosphere in the North Shore Garden Arena to its peak!Such a tyrannical attack completely irritated everyone's nerves!Everyone shouted his name loudly.

"Jack Chen!!! Jack Chen!!! Jack Chen!!! You are the best!!!"

And Chen Feng was lucky enough to show off his strong muscles in front of the opponent after every successful attack, which made many emotional female fans almost jump into the field to attack their chests.

Both Rivers and Thibodeau had wry smiles on their faces at the moment. They really didn't know what magic power this kid had, but from the moment he came on the court, everyone's nerves fell into a state of madness.

Including Rivers himself, although they were a bit dissatisfied with Chen Feng's reckless attack before the end of the second quarter, this did not hinder Rivers' determination to continue using this wild boy in the third quarter.

Facts have also proved that this wild bald boy is such a powerful existence.

Turning around and carrying it hard, and forcefully jumping from the front, Chen Feng's two big hands have been wreaking havoc on the basket.

Without a powerful insider like West interfering inside, Vinicis alone would not be able to protect the restricted area at all, and even a substitution would not be able to prevent Chen Feng from wreaking havoc in the restricted area.

And Rondo seems to have recognized Chen Feng's point. Sometimes when the opportunities are equal, he will definitely give priority to sending the ball to the inside, and then everyone can wait and see the good show.

If it wasn't for Chen Feng's attacking too hard, causing Chandler to almost conflict with him at the basket several times, Rivers would probably let him play the entire third quarter.

However, the increasingly hot atmosphere on the court made Rivers choose to be more cautious. Jefferson replaced Chen Feng in the 6th minute.

It's just that the crazy flame ignited by Chen Feng continued until the Hornets collapsed.

In fact, Scott replaced Paul because he was really scared. In the third quarter of the game, Paul once cut into the inside at high speed in a misplaced pick-and-roll with Chandler to prepare for a layup.

It was Chen Feng again, and that bald lunatic again, who crossed in front of Paul again. If Paul hadn't been able to brake in time with his concentration at that time, there might have been another explosive scene.

Although Paul braked, Chen Feng's big slap still slammed at him, and the hand grabbing the basketball was everything.

"Snapped"!At that time, the loud bang almost made Scott jump up, he was really afraid that such a fierce slap from Chen Feng would directly cause some problems to Paul's hand.

West is destined to be injured for a week, and Scott doesn't want Paul to be on the injured list at this time!

With no hope of chasing points, Scott had no choice but to replace Paul just to be on the safe side. He was really afraid that that guy Chen Feng might come up again sometime and give Paul a hard time.

Scott estimated that he could only find a shotgun, kill Chen Feng first, and then commit suicide.

With 10 points, [-] rebounds and [-] blocked shots, Chen Feng blew up the entire game with these not-so-glamorous statistics. Although he played less than [-] minutes, he has already made everyone remember the iconic bald head modeling.

It is estimated that even those taxi drivers who listened to the radio could hear such a fierce guy suddenly killed by the team from Alex's commentary.

After the game, even Auerbach showed a rare smile. Although the old man didn't light his cigar like he did when he won the game, everyone could tell that the Bishop was in a good mood today.

When some media interviewed the old king of Boston, Auerbach also spoke for the first time to talk about the wild boy who he personally dealt with, but those reporters still kept in the dark.

"As a rookie, he performed well and still needs to work hard. After all, this is the NBA. He still has a lot to learn. I believe Rivers and his coaching staff will continue to tap his potential. As for whether he Whether he can become the cornerstone of the Celtics' reconstruction depends on his future performance."

Auerbach can't be said to be stingy with words, but it is the first time in recent years that he can comment on a newcomer in public. The last time it was Pierce who was lucky enough to enjoy such superhuman treatment.

Such a comment from the bishop is enough for the Boston reporters to see clearly the future of the bald boy in the Celtics, and through such a vigorous game.

They also believed that this wild boy's future in the nba would never go silently.

The game was won, a perfect start, the Celtics can be said to have brought down the Hornets when they were slightly inferior to their opponents, and the rhythm of the whole game was also very beautiful.

Except for being overtaken by the opponent in the second quarter, almost all the games in the last two quarters were controlled by the Celtics.

A completely suppressive victory. Although Scott was displeased with losing the game when he was interviewed by media reporters after the game, no one can deny that the Celtics won beautifully.

Even if Scott complained to the reporter's microphone, "It was the opponent's lethal tactics that ruined our victory. If West was not injured, we would definitely leave Boston with victory!"

This was a complaint, and it was also Scott's attack on Rivers. He had already determined that it was Rivers who asked Chen Feng to play and sabotage. As for Chen Feng's performance later, this guy automatically ignored it.

"It was an accident. If someone can watch the replay, they will find that Chen Feng's actions did not intentionally hurt anyone or target West. It was a fair aerial duel."

Anyway, the game was won, and Rivers also ignored Scott's biting mad dog behavior.

And the perpetrator who was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by Scott was sitting in the locker room of the home team with a depressed face at this moment, completely missing the incomparably vigorous appearance on the field just now.

"Hey, I just want to ask now, do you dare to wait for me for a few minutes before starting the interview?"

At this moment, Chen Feng was almost pulling his neck and calling out to such a large group of media reporters around him.

"Don't dare, what if you run away? It's not like you haven't done this on the opening day of the training camp!"

Those who have learned from the past directly rejected Chen Feng's proposal. Chen Feng really wanted to say, why didn't I hit you with a bicycle that day?This was the biggest fucking mistake!

"Then do you dare to let me put on my underwear! My sister, I'm still naked! If you want to take nude photos, you will have time! I just took a shower! Does the **** have human rights!"

"Chen, you won't even be shy about this, don't tell me you're still a virgin. But it doesn't matter, I'm an adult, and I'm immune to these restricted-rated images."

Just as Chen Feng was roaring, a sexy female reporter was sizing up and down the bald man in front of him with provocative eyes who could only hide his waist with his team uniform.

"I'll go!" Facing such unscrupulous public teasing, Chen Feng resolutely gave up.

"Why is this foreign old woman so fierce? Don't the old men around her have any ruthless people who can subdue such evildoers?"

Although Chen Feng could only be naked in such an embarrassing way, uh, no, he covered his half-naked body with his team uniform, he really couldn't escape the siege of so many reporters, so he had no choice but to obey.

"How do you evaluate your performance in your first NBA game?" This is the question most people care about.

"It's okay, if the coach can let me play longer, it will be more perfect." In fact, Chen Feng really wants to say now, Rivers, your sister, do you dare to let me play a full quarter of the game? ?

Of course, Rivers will definitely tell him, dare not!He didn't want Chen Feng to cause violence on the field.

"Do you have any explanation for West's injury?" The reporter of this media was definitely not from Boston, because no Bostonian would care about Chen Feng's slap and slap West.

"It's really none of my business. In fact, if you ask him to try again, I really may not be able to shoot that accurately! Really!" Then, the reporter who asked the question fell silent.

Not only him, but also the surrounding reporters wanted to shut up a little bit, because this guy in front of him was simply a human weapon on the basketball court.

Facts have proved that Chen Feng is a hate-absorbing machine. His words were thrown into the newspaper without change, and then, the people of New Orleans began to collectively hate this animal-like guy.

West was even lying on the physiotherapy bed, gnashing his teeth and reading the newspaper, cursing in a low voice. "Do you want to do it again? You fucking use me as a volleyball!? Next time, you'll see me!"

It's just that Chen Feng can't hear such a roar for the time being, but no one has denied that this wild boy's first performance in the NBA has already begun to capture people's hearts.

As for the future, I'm afraid no one will be able to give an answer... But this night is the first show of one person, and no one can stop the dazzling light emitted by a wild kid on the street...

(Went to watch the ball...uh, you despise me...I admit it...)