from the golden generation

Chapter 55 Anxious Rest Period
Yan Song and Miller's affairs have been dealt with, and the game will be back on track.

Van Gundy rallied everyone and chanted.

"Don't let Yan Song get injured in vain, the game has just started."

"Now that Yan Song can't play, you should play more seriously and fight!"

"it is good!"

Everyone revived their morale, and the Pacers who lost their star star obviously couldn't compete with the Knicks in terms of morale.

Yan Song was leaned against the chair and took away the legs placed on his younger sister, but the little girl was pulling his pants and refused to let go.

"Okay, just mean it, don't be so nasty."

Yan Song drove his sister aside, but he was too beautiful in his heart.

Johnson beside him looked at Yan Song accompanying him, and couldn't help asking.

"Who do you think will recover sooner?"

"Is it necessary to answer the question you asked?"

The two stared at each other, waved their hands at the same time, and continued to watch the game.

Because Yan Song was injured, Ward played as a substitute.

It's clear that the Knicks' anger at the Pacers hasn't abated.

When they attack, their style of play is extremely aggressive and brutal.

Ward sprints inside and throws the basketball high.

Ewing broke away from the control of gravity, controlled the basketball in the air with one hand, and dunked the ball into the basket.

"A powerful dunk, it seems that Ewing is very dissatisfied with the younger brother's injury."

Yan Song's injury united them, mixed with anger at the Pacers.

Without Miller, the Pacers made very few three-pointers.

Their style of play has also changed from wild at the beginning to steady.

Two points are two points.

The Knicks played left and right, and kept making three-pointers.

Overturning the demoralized Pacers directly, the Knicks won the game.

The Knicks' record once again caught up with the Chicago Bulls, tied for first place.

After the game, Yan Song did not conduct a post-match interview. Instead, Ewing, who performed best in the game, came forward.

Expressed extreme anger at Miller's behavior.

"Better not to see him on the streets of New York!"

Ewing's tone was tough, and Van Gundy nodded in agreement.

The Knicks with Yan Song are another Knicks.

Without Yan Song, the Knicks would be what they used to be.

in the afternoon.

The crowd accompanied Yan Song for further examination and treatment of his injuries.

"The injury is not too serious. You need to rest and rest. Try not to let the injured part exert force."

The doctor ordered a few words, but Yan Song didn't care about those and asked.

"How long will it take me to fully recover from the injury?"

"A week if the situation is good."

"Then what if there is an accident, the situation is not good, and it will take a few weeks to recover?"

"Two to three weeks!"

The words fall.

Yan Song took a deep breath and almost passed.

"Two to three weeks? 14 days to 21 days, aren't you trying to suffocate me!"

Yan Song was a little agitated, Yan Yaqi pulled the excited Yan Song and told him to pay attention to his image.

Yan Song then eased his tone, and his teammates also stepped forward to enlighten Yan Song.

"These are minor injuries. If you get a serious injury, you'll be out for the whole season!"

Houston wasn't trying to scare him, Yan Song looked at Coach Van Gundy dubiously.

"Listen to the doctor, don't exercise."

"Ok."

Yan Song felt a little disappointed that he was grounded.

...

At night, Yan Song was pushed into the room by his sister as a wheelchair.

"I said it was impossible, so I crooked my foot."

"What do you know? Aren't I afraid of accidents?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Song beat his sister's brains to pieces, and continued.

"Go ahead and cook."

"what?"

Yan Yaqi was a little surprised, asking me to cook, what are you doing?
"I'm crippled and can't cook, so you can't take care of your brother?"

Yan Song launched a bitter plan, touched his injured leg, and sighed repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, I do, but you can't laugh at me."

Yan Song didn't speak, leaned on the wheelchair, closed his eyes with a smile, and settled down.

After a while, Yan Yaqi finished her work and pushed Yan Song to the dining table.

Yan Song looked at the dark and unknown object on the plate and asked.

"What is this?"

"steak."

Yan Song showed disgust, and pointed to another black mountain-shaped object, and asked.

"Then this is?"

“Chow mein…”

What Yan Yaqi said was a little guilty, she just slipped away for a while, and the steak and fried noodles became like this.

But Yan Song still rewarded him, and picked up the knife and fork bravely.

Steak cut like a rock.

"Crack."

Yan Song chewed his food, wondering if his teeth had broken out.

"slightly!"

Yan Song spat out the black steak and walked towards the restaurant on the wheels.

"Throw away everything you have done, I will do it, you can learn."

After saying that, Yan Yaqi laughed and ran upstairs without learning how to cook.

She is not stupid, if she learns to cook, then her brother will have to let her cook every day.

But Yan Song really didn't think so, as a girl, she should know how to cook a few dishes.

I will make it for my husband in the future, although my sister may not be liked by men.

But you should also learn.

Yan Song sighed, and removed the burnt black lumps in the pot.

Without much effort, a sumptuous dinner is ready.

...

After such a boring few days, Yan Song will watch when the team has games.

This seems to be an unspoken rule, as long as the injured player can still act.

Then you have to play with the team. Although you don't play, this is to show the unity of the team.

On the 24th, the Knicks lost to the Charlotte Hornets, and their record became 36 wins and 6 losses.

The Bulls defeated the Raptors on the 25th, achieved a winning streak, and left the Knicks behind.

At the end of January, the Knicks had one win and two losses the rest of the way.

The team's lack of offensive end is the key to losing.

And Yan Song, who had been recuperating for about a week, returned triumphantly when the team needed him most.

1997/2/1

The Knicks are still working hard to adjust to the new tactics.

The door of the arena was pushed open for an unprecedented time.

Everyone was sweating profusely, wiping the sweat off their heads and looking at the person who came in leading a little girl.

"It's Yan Song!"

After Houston finished speaking, he threw the ball and flew over as if seeing his own relatives.

Seeing Houston rushing towards him, Yan Song quickened his pace and did not catch Houston.

Houston fell a dog and ate shit, but was very happy.

While others were relatively calm, Johnson, who had just recovered a few days ago, warmly embraced Yan Song.

It's like not seeing an old friend for years.

"Di!"

The whistle broke the atmosphere when everyone was reminiscing about the past, Van Gundy rolled up his sleeves and urged.

"Hurry up and train quickly. It's already February, and we've played more than half of the 82 games."

"37 wins and 9 losses, the record is still very good, we must enter the playoffs."

"So, you slobs, hurry up and move! Yan Song, go and do rehabilitation training for me!"

Van Gundy urged everyone to stop and rest.

He knew in his heart that the current Knicks need to go further, they are still too single and rely on a lot.

They need to study more styles of play to maintain and guarantee the team's performance on the field.

Yan Song was injured, and his offensive strength was not as strong as before.

The opponents are also relatively relaxed, because they usually double-team when Yan Song is there.

Yan Song will pass the ball and let his teammates score.

As long as Yan Song is not around, they will guard against each other.

The passion on offense is also not as good as before. This is what Van Gundy discovered and must be improved.

A new month, he's going to create a new Knicks...

　The first update, the two chapters of the daily update are a bit short, let's change it three times a day in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)