Legend Raiders

Chapter 72 Staples Arena
in the afternoon.

The entire Rockets went to Staples to do pre-game field familiarization for their game tonight.

In the arena.

The Lakers, who have finished their warm-up exercises, except for Kobe, Howard and Gasol, were surrounded by local and reporters who came to follow the team, and the others basically disappeared.

Seeing the Rockets approaching, the group of media seemed to have come to an end, and four or five people had already walked towards them.

Turn around and look.

Kobe, Howard and Gasol looked at each other, probably because they were afraid of disturbing the Rockets for an interview, they waved at the Rockets from a distance, the two sides laughed and laughed from a distance, and then left the ball museum.

Enter the player tunnel.

Howard was as happy as a child, laughing and following beside Kobi: "YO, man. Do you have anything to say about the recent performance of the Rockets?"

Kobe frowned indistinctly, spread his hands and said, "They played an astonishing game, and James fulfilled the requirements of the Rockets very well."

Howard didn't seem to hear Kobe's perfunctory, he still pretended to be a reporter jokingly: "So, will our King of Los Angeles kill this rising comet?"

Speechless!

Kobe and Gasol looked at each other tacitly, they both shook their heads helplessly, did not answer his question, patted Howard on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Dude, you should put all your energy on the court, I believe you will I met a very fierce little brother tonight!"

Water? ?
Howard looked confused, scratched his head, and muttered: "Little brother?? Is there any little brother in this league that I can take seriously?"

Okay.

Mr. Spark, who was thinking about playing happy basketball all day, actually killed a group of people with a single shot.

but.

Even if Kobe and Gasol heard it, they didn't care anymore, after all, Howard is such a person.

Go back to the locker room.

Bernie Bickerstaff, the interim coach of the Lakers, ended the communication with his son talking and laughing when he saw the three of Kobe Bryant.

half an hour ago.

Little Bickerstaff was one step ahead of the team and had already come to the arena to chat with his father.

at the moment.

Seeing that the absolute core of the Lakers returned to the locker room, Bickerstaff Jr. did not intend to stay here. After all, the father and son on the court and the generals can score clearly in some things.

but.

As a fairly well-known assistant coach in the NBA, the three of Kobe are no strangers to him, and they greeted him as soon as they stepped forward.

"Hey, ****, do you want to reveal your tactics to us in advance?" Kobe jokingly hugged him: "If you will do this, we will definitely entertain us in the most gracious way." James Bond."

Little Bickerstaff laughed, pushed Kobe away, hugged Gasol and Howard, and scolded with a smile: "James Bond will never say a word, even if you knock off his handsome nose , he still won’t say anything!”

Ha ha ha ha! !
Antawn Jamison and Thackeray, the towel manager, who had finished washing quickly, were amused by them at the time.

unconsciously.

Both Bickerstaff Jr. and Kobe Bryant have substituted the strong film culture of Los Angeles into their communication.

Just laugh.

Kobe changed his joke and asked with a half-serious smile: "So, our Mr. James Bond, can we reveal a little bit about that young man?"

Little Bickerstaff was taken aback, but seeing Gasol listening attentively, he immediately knew who Kobe was talking about.

Immediately.

Little Bickerstaff pretended to be surprised and said: "Young people? We do have quite a few young people. They won't get more opportunities to play for the time being, right?"

Nima's.

Kobe glared at him angrily, and then cut to the chase: "Dude, you know who I'm talking about."

Little Bickerstaff shrugged helplessly: "Although I know who you are talking about, I can only tell you that he is not a guy to mess with."

have to.

While praising someone in disguise, he didn't answer Kobe a word. Bickerstaff's speaking skills are really impressive.

thereafter.

Seeing that he couldn't find anything useful to ask, Kobe had a "bad idea": "Since we are destined to meet in the locker room, after tonight's game, as the host, we will treat Bernie's good son well."

Little Bickerstaff smiled awkwardly: "Forget about drinking, I can't handle you."

finally.

When Bickerstaff Jr. basically retreated from the whole body, Bernie Bickerstaff changed his previous ease, looked at Gasol and explained very seriously: "Although the guy didn't say anything, but through We analyzed that kid yesterday, except that you are inferior in strength, that kid’s experience and the basket far from the restricted area, as well as your own soft touch, he will not cause you much trouble.”

Gasol laughed at himself and shrugged: "I have to say, his strength is terrifying. I think Blake from the next door is not at the same level as him in terms of pure strength and body!"

The seemingly self-deprecating words, hearing Bickerstaff's ears, could not help but make him secretly depressed: "It has only been a long time, and there is another beast with a purer blood in the alliance!"

Kobe is very open, after all, he has never convinced anyone: "We are here to think wildly, which is undoubtedly adding pressure to ourselves."

"Although the kid's confrontational intensity is very fierce, it seems that the golf quotient is not useless as it is said on the Internet, but a rookie is a rookie, and no one can beat everyone as soon as he enters the court like Chamberlain."

The confident words made Gasol and Bickerstaff a little guilty.

But if they have this kind of thought, it is entirely due to the record of this season.

Howard, who was very childish, didn't care about these things at all. He picked up a sandwich, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered: "Although I admire this kid's style of play very much, but the hard steel front Under the circumstances, Big Spark hasn’t been afraid of anyone yet, so he left it to me.”

Kobe, Gasol and Bickerstaff looked at each other, and were speechless to this guy for a moment.

Although this is a good method, but his innate speed is not dominant, apart from hard steel, he is afraid that someone will break into a sieve.

of course.

Some things can't be said, after all, they just got together.

Subsequently.

When the rest of the players came out of the bathroom one after another, Bickerstaff arranged the tactical arrangements for the night, and asked them to go back to their respective homes, rest for a few hours, and prepare for the evening game.

(End of this chapter)