Coach Lee

Chapter 40 Shame!

In the stands, Bubovich took another sip of the red wine in his glass.

"The Chinese are very smart. They just want to procrastinate when they know they can't beat them. They are much smarter than those Argentines who don't care about life and death."

Don Nelson also frowned, but didn't say anything.

Bubuvich spoke again.

"Don, do you think that guy Lenny saw it?"

"Of course it does."

Don Nelson just moved his lips, and didn't intend to say a word.

If you talk too much, the guy next to him will definitely push his feet.

The ball market in San Antonio is really too small, and the devil is willing to go there.No matter how much money is given, I will not go!
On the sidelines, Lenny Wilkens was still sitting on the bench.

He naturally saw the intention of the Chinese team.However, he just didn't stop or intervene.

Let's play, play hard.

In his opinion, the US team can win even if they play.

When it was time for the 10-minute team substitution, Wilkens also waved his hand.

Substitution, up and down!
Stockton, Anfernee Hardaway, Grant Hill, Mitch Richmond, Olajuwon.

As soon as these five players came on the field, seeing that the Chinese team still insisted on sticking to the inside line, they also started bombing outside.

The most accurate three-pointer in the team is Mitch Richmond of the Kings. He shot 43.7% last season. He loves three-pointers and takes more shots than Reggie Miller, averaging 6.4 shots per game.

Stockton is the team's third-best 40-point shooter, shooting 3 percent from [-]-point range last season.

Anfernee Hardaway is shooting 31 percent from [-]-point range.

Of course, Grant Hill's three-pointer is relatively bad, with a hit rate of more than ten percent, which is lower than Olajuwon's 20%.

Then, the court became a three-point battle mode.

Amidst the exclamations and sighs of the audience, the players of the US team had a great time.

"Wow!"

Amidst the exclamation, Olajuwon also celebrated with a gun.

Just now he tried to shoot a three-pointer for the fourth time, and finally scored one, and he was so beautiful.

Not only him, everyone in the US team enjoyed it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Reggie Miller has already sat next to the reporters on the scene, wearing headphones and giving interviews, as if the game is over.

O'Neill's eyelids seemed to be heavy, and he was about to fall asleep while sitting on the bench.

Lenny Wilkens was talking and laughing with the assistant coaches around him, not watching the game at all.

The atmosphere at the scene was very warm.

However, among the audience, some watched it with gusto, while others complained endlessly.

"Hahahaha, the Chinese team is really too cowardly to stay in the restricted area."

"No way, people can't beat you, what can I do?"

"That's fine, just treat it as a game."

"This game is not good. The Dream Team [-] disappointed me too much. They didn't even have a few dunks. They were all three-pointers. It was so boring."

Someone booed at the scene, which was aimed at the Chinese team.

However, the Chinese team did not take them seriously.

Whatever you like, that's what I want to fight.

By halftime, the score was only 28-42, with the U.S. leading by 14 points.

The American players walked into the player tunnel with their chins raised and their faces relaxed and triumphant.

Look, we beat our opponent by 14 points in a casual game.

On the other side, in the Chinese team lounge.

Although everyone's faces were full of exhaustion, it was obvious that everyone was smiling.

Although the Chinese team only scored 28 points, the US team only scored 42 points.

Li Nan clearly remembered that the Chinese team only scored 25 points in the first half of the game, while the US team scored 65 points.In other words, the Chinese team lost 20 points in 40 minutes of the first half.

However, in today's first half, relying on various playing methods of delaying time and sticking to the inside, the Chinese team accomplished the set goal well.

However, although the first half passed safely, what about the second half?
A bigger test is coming.

Papapa!

The palace director clapped his hands.

"Boys, you played well in the first half. Wang Dazhi performed very well today, young lad, very aggressive. Bart played very tough...you are all very good, but not enough!"

Everyone did a good job in this half according to the division of labor.

Li Nan made 3 three-pointers and scored 9 points, Liu Yudong 8 points, Hu Weidong 5 points, Bart 4 points and 7 rebounds, Wang Dazhi 2 points and 3 rebounds, Li Xiaoyong 6 assists.

It's a pity that apart from Li Nan, only Hu Weidong scored a three-pointer.Zheng Wu and the others didn't open the outside line, otherwise the point difference would definitely be smaller.

However, this is all expected.Under the defensive pressure of the US team, it is normal to have a low shooting percentage.What the Chinese team needs to practice is how to overcome and adapt to such pressure.

Director Gong saw that everyone was in a good mood, but he had to break it.

"In the second half, the U.S. team will definitely strengthen its offense and defense. Do you remember the last warm-up game in Phoenix? Do you remember the extremely oppressive full-court press? This second half is the big game. I want you to persist Until the last moment, fight like a soldier until the last moment!"

"Roar!"

The chorus of more than a dozen people echoed in the small locker room for a long time.

Li Nan likes this atmosphere very much.

Just like a tug of war, everyone is pushing in one direction and working hard for the same goal.

It's such a good feeling.

The door to the US team's lounge was locked shut.The American players inside were playing around.

Reggie Miller was teasing Grant Hill, sneaking a pinch in the back, and immediately pretended nothing had happened.

O'Neal, who happened to be behind Hill, was blamed.

"Why are you pinching me?"

"What did you say?" O'Neill didn't understand the situation at all.

"Pretend, keep pretending. Shaquille, I didn't expect you to have such potential to be an actor." After saying that, Hill immediately started, pinching O'Neill's big bucket waist.

"F@#￥! I said it wasn't me!" O'Neill immediately countered.

Reggie Miller on the side smiled and watched their children play, completely fine.

Lenny Wilkens stood by the door, looking at the guys inside, the smile on his face long gone.

"Cough cough!"

Stockton's cough reminded everyone.

It also suddenly became quiet inside.

Wilkens walked to the center and glanced around lightly.

"In 20 minutes, you guys only scored 42 points. Shame! What a shame!
For a fourth-tier team like the Chinese team, you only lead by 14 points!shame!You have lost all my face!

Today is a live broadcast across the United States, and you all only care about teasing a kid!There is no sense of collective honor at all!You guys are the most trashy dream team I've ever seen.

No, you don't deserve the title at all.You are a bunch of shit! "

The door to the US team's lounge was tightly closed, and no one knew what was going on inside.

(End of this chapter)