NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 144 Meeting in the Locker Room

In the next game, Meng Hua made another 3 three-pointers.

He also pinned down Morant on the defensive end, but it didn't work.

The Grizzlies are all soldiers, and the Lakers are all soldiers.

They couldn't defend the Grizzlies' other four scoring points at all.

At the final whistle, the Grizzlies beat the Lakers 104-99.

James and other teammates stayed on the court, hugging Morant and others.

Meng Hua walked back to the locker room without looking back.

The hot water is directed at the whole body, from head to toe.

The smoke was so thick that he couldn't see his figure clearly. Meng Hua suddenly felt that he no longer understood himself.

He used to think that he was a modest gentleman, even if his teammates made mistakes, he would keep encouraging him.

But today, seeing his former teammates ignoring the defense of his current teammates time and time again, he only wanted to scold in his mind, and he didn't want to comfort his teammates at all.

He once thought that his mentality was so strong that he would not be surprised if he won or lost, and he would greet his opponent with a playful smile after the game.

But today, at the moment of losing, he knew that he couldn't do it.

He could imagine those images.

Morant walked over, tried his best to restrain the joy of victory, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Hua, you played well today, the future is yours."

Bain, who was defending him, also came over to hug him and boasted: "Hua, you kicked my ass hard today, but I want you to look better next time."

Brooks, who he had defended before, certainly would not miss the opportunity, and said: "Hua, the Lakers lost, but you didn't lose."

Even the head coach Jenkins came over to say hello to him: "Hua, we missed you. This is the stupidest behavior in the NBA this year, bar none."

But what is the use of these consolations?Can you turn a loss into a win?
The game was too aggrieved. He scored 36 points and even locked Morant at one point, but the team still lost.

His touch will not always be so against the sky, and his defensive predictions will not always be as good as today.

After contributing a near-peak perfect performance, the team actually lost. Why?
The strong desire to win made his shackles tighter and tighter, and the more he struggled, the more painful he was.

After taking a shower, some reporters followed the visiting team's locker room to interview the Lakers players. These schedules were arranged in advance.

Win or lose, you have to do interviews, deal with the media, and it's part of the NBA.

As usual, although Meng Hua seldom accepts interviews, he will not exclude others from accepting interviews, and cannot impose his own views on others.

But today, for some reason, looking at the room full of people, he couldn't cheer up at all.

He even had the urge to question his teammates. If the team loses, you can still accept interviews with peace of mind.

His teammates saw that he was not in high spirits, and put on a bad face. For some reason, no one communicated with him.

During the three-game losing streak in the away game, his face was not so green, so he was simply left alone.

Finally, the building was empty, the reporters cleared the field, and the whole team held a short meeting.

It’s still the same old talk, it’s nothing more than everyone’s speech, emphasizing that everyone should be united and united in the face of difficulties. Our goal has not changed, it is still the championship, victory must belong to us... and so on.

Meng Hua's ears were almost callused.

He is a team player, regardless of personal gains and losses, and the structure is also very high. He has already done these chicken soup for the soul.

And when it comes to inspiration, he doesn't think Vogel's chicken soup is more effective than his high school coach, his father.

Mr. Meng's chicken soup, always talking about it, compares the opponent to the aggressor, which deeply stimulates every player, as if playing basketball is to defend the country.

You know it's not, but after drinking his chicken soup, you think it is.

Back at the hotel, Meng Hua was unhappy. If this situation is not resolved, today's game might be his peak.

After thinking about it, he still knocked on the door of coach Vogel's room.

Vogel opened the door and was a little puzzled when he saw Meng Hua's visit. After all, it was late at night.

The two have no friendship in private, and the intersection is either in the training hall or the arena.

"Coach, you haven't slept yet, I have something to say to you."

"Hua, it's not working hours, call me Frank." Vogel politely invited him into the room.

"Tonight's game, we lost, played very awkwardly, lost very aggrieved, I don't know what happened."

"The loss is all my responsibility. We have encountered too many injuries this season. The thick eyebrow was injured. Nunn has not been well. The team is at a loss."

Vogel glanced at Meng Hua, and said, "In the 82 regular season games, there are always winners and losers. You are still young. While improving your skills and tactics, you must also learn to accept failure."

"I can accept failure. We went to the East and lost three games in a row, but that was because we didn't have LeBron, so I wasn't discouraged at the time. But today, our lineup is very complete, but the defense can't prevent it at all. This can't be solved by thick eyebrows."

"You mean to strengthen the defense?" Vogel finally understood what he meant.

Telling the coach what to do is a big taboo for players. Meng Hua ignored it and nodded. He is doing it for the good of the team. If Vogel can't accept it, it's because he is too narrow-minded.

"Ah~" Vogel sighed, looking at the chandelier, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said: "During the offseason, DeRozan originally had a good chance to come to our team. He even publicly stated that he could join with a lower salary and discussed the possibility of playing with LeBron. Unfortunately, he failed in the end."

Vogel didn't say much. He was a little bit dissatisfied with the team's bullshit in exchange for Westbrook, but he couldn't talk to Meng Hua about it. He could only hint to him that the team was hurt and no one could defend.

Caruso and Pope, two defensive champions, have been traded out. It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice.

Even if one person is left behind, the Lakers' current record will definitely be different.

"The Grizzlies are tall and strong, and Adams also played for a long time today. Under such circumstances, will it be effective to use Warcraft to attack and defend against him?"

"Warcraft has no shooting range. On offense, if he stays inside, LeBron's breakthrough space will be squeezed. You and LeBron played a very good pick-and-roll tonight. If Warcraft is inside, opponents will not be afraid of LeBron's breakthrough. If they don't focus on LeBron's defense, your shooting space will not be so large."

Speaking of Warcraft, Vogel talked eloquently, but his eyes would avoid Meng Hua from time to time.

Meng Hua felt that he had reservations about the use of monsters, and what he said seemed to be untrue.

He is the head coach, and Meng Hua can only go so far. After all, his strength does not allow him to be too presumptuous.

When he got up to leave the room, Vogel stopped him and said:

"Hua, you are still young, and there are many things in your life that you cannot control. No matter what, you must persist in being yourself, train hard, and play your own style of basketball. This season, thanks to you, the entire team, I am the most optimistic about you, and I like you the most, even more than LeBron, come on!"

(End of this chapter)