The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 72 Press Conference

Li Ming came to the post-match press conference wearing a pullover hoodie.

As soon as he sat down, Guy came late, dressed in black and black pants, and wearing a pair of sunglasses.

"Coach Hollins, this is the first time you have won at Staples since you coached the Grizzlies again. What do you think?"

Hollins took a sip of water, "Actually, it's nothing. Isn't everything in this world roughly like this? No one will always be on the top of the mountain. Similarly, salted fish also have a turnaround day." This force raised the style several times again grade.

Guy on the side tried his best not to laugh, but he still couldn't help secretly covering his mouth and turning his face to the side.

Li Ming counted more than 30 media and radio stations at the scene. Los Angeles is different. The influence of an international metropolis is really not covered. I heard that even a game of the local college student league can swarm in 6 million people.

The 2 people in basketball is really not that many... Compared with baseball and rugby, it is really not at the same level.

"Excuse me coach, Marc Gasol didn't play for 1 minute in the last quarter. Is it because of his foot injury?" A bearded man in a suit and leather shoes stood up and asked. Li Ming saw the sign on his chest saying With the words "Los Angeles Sports General News".

"Well, yes, I discussed it with Mark at the time, and he felt that his ankle was still tingling. To be on the safe side, I chose to let him rest off the court. After all, there is nothing more important than an athlete's career. You Say yes?"

Hollins came to a rhetorical question and won applause from the reporters present.

"Coach, you have been trying a three-guard tactic recently, so that the playing time of Tony Allen, who has already performed well outside, will be greatly reduced. Will he have no complaints?"

"Hey, hey, which media are you from?" Guy on the side suddenly took off his glasses.

Well, yes, this guy is here to make trouble, isn't asking such a question a challenge?
"First of all, I don't think your question is professional. As a professional basketball reporter, such a question is obviously not in line with the purpose of your journal. If you have to rely on such gimmicks to attract readers' attention, I really feel sorry for your journal. skeptical about its development." Hollins spoke slowly but firmly.

"By the way, which newspaper are you from?" Finally, he asked again after a pause.

"I'm from Sky Sports Weekly," the man replied.

"Oh, I haven't heard of it, so it's no wonder, the problem is not on you." Beautiful, this counterattack is really no worse than the dunk after stealing the ball on the field, Mr. Hollins can do it, he has a hand, Li Ming on the side is thinking Silent applause.

"Okay, I hope everyone will give more time to our protagonists. I think you will have more questions to ask them." Hollins pointed to the two disciples beside him.

Then he got up and left, and several reporters guarding the door still relentlessly grabbed him for an interview.

"Hi, Rudy, I'm Aina, from the Los Angeles Daily Weekly, I want to ask, what do you think of the current team's small lineup?" A blond beauty with a sweet voice asked.

"What do you think?" Guy touched his chin with his right hand, but his eyes stopped on the other's looming chest.

Li Ming coughed twice softly beside him, signaling him to be more reserved.

"Yes, to put it simply, are you comfortable with yourself playing the [-]th position? This means that you have to fight for more rebounds and guard taller and heavier players. Doesn't this distract you from the offensive end? Power?" The beauty blinked her big eyes.

"Oh, you said this, I'm OK, I'm a professional player, I can do whatever the coach asks me to do, what position I play depends on what position the team needs me to play, I don't think there's anything wrong with it The problem, besides, the most important thing is that I can play any position, and I can play against any player." Gay put his sunglasses back on.

Wow, this is pretending, full marks are not enough to describe his excellence, I think, the world, even the earth can't stop his excellence.

"Li Ming, hello, I'm Andrew from Sports Weekly, I want to interview you, is that okay?" The reporter was very polite.

"Absolutely!!" Li Ming spread out his hands and showed a characteristic smile, someone thought of him.

"Excuse me, do you have anything to say about your first start in life? Or is there any difference?"

"Uh...Actually, I only found out tonight that I'm going to start. It's not much different for me. I'm still running hard, I'm still passing the ball for my teammates, and I'm still being myself." Ming's answer was neither humble nor overbearing.

"I looked at your stats tonight, 19 points and 7 assists. Compared with your game against the Clippers in Chicago, it's a little bit down. Is there some incompatibility? Or will you shoot less with the starters? Why?" A reporter on the side suddenly said this.

"The Lakers are a very talented team. I have been doing my best on the defensive end tonight. You also know that you can't give him any space for a player like Kobe." This answer won the favor of the scene.

The reporter who asked the question also felt a little embarrassed, and sat down embarrassedly, "Well, yes, you are a very serious player." He found himself a step down.

On the other side of the scene, Zen Master did not go to the press conference at all. Only Kobe and Gasol went to the live press conference.

"Hey, Kobe, we meet again. Do you have anything to say about tonight's game?" The visitor obviously has a good relationship with Kobe.

"Tonight, my teammates played very well. Everyone was focused and strictly implemented the coach's plan. I didn't play well. I failed to score in the last few consecutive rounds." Kobe himself Take over the losing pot.

"In the last three minutes or so, you only hit one goal out of seven shots. Is it because of your injury?" Obviously the opponent still wanted to find a way for him to step down.

"Oh, no, no, no, it has nothing to do with the injury. I'm a professional player. If I don't make a shot, I don't make a shot. It's my problem. I'll adjust it in the next game. It's nothing. It's just a regular season. That’s all.” Kobe’s eyes were firm.

"Paul, you played very well tonight, but the team still lost in the end. Do you have anything to say?" asked the beautiful reporter from Oriental Sports Weekly.

"Why did you ask him and not me?" Kobe said, rushing to Mai.It seems that he is in a good mood, and it can be seen that he has a really good relationship with Gasol.

"This is really just a regular season, and everyone needs to adjust the time. I think the next game will be better." Gasol's answer was very concise.

(End of this chapter)