NBA: I am the card dealer

Chapter 42 Go ahead!

At the end, old man Kelin asked loudly, "Is it clear?"

"clear!"

Everyone nodded.

"Come! Shout the slogan again."

With that said, Old Man Klin began to make samples.

He clenched his fists, stamped his feet, and shouted rhythmically, "Come on! Come on! Come on!"

"come on, come on, come on!"

"Work hard! Work hard! Work hard!"

"Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!"

The crowd formed a circle, jumped up and raised their buttocks, shouting loudly.

It seems that it is quite imposing.

But in Xue Liancheng's eyes, it was inexplicably funny.

The atmosphere was originally quite heavy, but being messed with like this was not to mention embarrassing.

after all.

The feeling of wanting to laugh but not being able to laugh is very painful.

The most disgusting thing is that he himself has to join in.

Arrangements completed.

The crowd will disperse.

At this time, Harsh suddenly spoke, "Sir, I have rested."

Suddenly.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

If it is someone else, this can be regarded as an active emotional battle, which is a positive signal.

But Hash is different!

He is the captain and his position in the team is undoubtedly the core.

In general, at critical moments, there is no reason for core players not to play.

If the core doesn't play, is it still the core?

But here's the problem. When Hash came on the court, his performance was not good, and the effect was very bad. Old man Kling played it down, and no one would think it was inappropriate.

As long as Harsh has a little consciousness, he shouldn't jump out at this time.

If something like this comes out now, it means there is a problem with his attitude, and he is also provoking Old Man Klin's authority.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Assistant coach Jason called softly, "Hash..."

"What's wrong?" Hash didn't seem to be aware of the problem, and he snorted coldly with his neck stuck.

Old Man Klin's face was very ugly, and his eyebrows were almost burning, but he still tried his best to suppress it, "You should rest first. I will call you when I need you."

If I have to use a metaphor, then a team playing is equivalent to an army going on a war expedition.

The head coach is the marshal who leads the troops, dispatches and directs, leads the overall situation, appoints generals, and has supreme authority.

just now.

Harsh actually jumped up to challenge him.

This is equivalent to the fact that the generals under his command do not obey the command or the commander's orders. To put it more seriously, they are lawless and cause chaos in front of the army.

From this we can imagine how Old Man Klin is feeling at this moment.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is overwhelming anger.

But still playing, he had to suppress his anger.

"Call me when you need me?"

When Harsh heard this, he became even more dissatisfied and sneered again and again, "Ha! What do you think I am?"

Old man Klin's face turned green and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Without me, can Indiana get to where it is today?" Hash has already risked it all, and directly spoke his mind.

As the core of the team, Indiana can enter the championship, and he believes that he takes credit for it.

It's a good thing now that he was abandoned at the critical moment.

What the hell.

Who can bear this grievance!

"Without you, we can still win." Old Man Klin couldn't bear it anymore.

This is all riding on his neck.

If he doesn't show anything now, what do other players think of him?

Does he still have this team?

Will any player be able to blame him if he is unhappy in the future?

Once he loses his authority, it means he completely loses control of the team.

The end result is.

He will be kicked out.

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "You don't have to play, not now and not in the future."

"...": Harsh's face changed drastically.

This is so embarrassing!

He just wanted to get angry...

The words of the old man Kelin continued, "I will save face for you. If you don't want it, you will be even more ugly, and your NBA will be completely cut off."

Harsh's words reached his lips and he had to swallow them, "..."

"Okay, let's go on and win the game." Old Man Klin ignored Harsh and waved to everyone.

encountered this great change.

The crowd didn't have the momentum just now, one or two lowered their heads.

Xue Liancheng cursed his mother secretly in his heart.

The internal strife before the decisive battle was between the core players and the coach. It was really caught off guard.

From daily interactions with him, he knew that Harsh was not a kind person, but a standard thorn in his side.

But he didn't expect Harsh to be so bold.

Now that something like this has happened, how can the team still have any morale at all?

It can be said that the horse stumbled. The horse was still arrogant and high-spirited just now, ready to gallop, but before it could run, it stumbled and fell to the ground.

But no matter what happens.

The game must go on.

Indiana offense.

Xue Liancheng serves.

Everyone is strictly implementing the tactics. Buckwells and Walton are ambushing the bottom corners on both sides, Vonleh is supporting at the top of the arc, and Davidson is blocking LaVine at the free throw line.

Feng Lai was really tall, so Xue Liancheng sent the ball out without any difficulty.

But he didn't run to meet the ball, but directly inserted it from the flank.

Then he suddenly braked, turned around and ran towards the top of the arc.

After successfully receiving the ball.

Feng Lai consciously helped block the person.

Xue Liancheng rushed in without any hesitation, and Raven pulled him in to cover.

at this time.

A three-sided situation has formed.

Feng Lai's position was very awkward, surrounded by three people.

Currently, the only target who can pass the ball is Davison, who is down the line.

Of course Xue Liancheng didn't hesitate and lobbed the ball directly.

But UCLA's unlimited defense was very fast, and Anderson was relatively close, and rushed directly into the penalty area to block Davidson.

Davidson did not choose to go hard, and followed the old man Klin's strategy of quickly transferring the ball, passing the ball to Walton who was in an open state.

wrong!

It should be half empty.

Because Adams has already run to make up the defense.

Walton didn't know if he was affected by the internal strife between his good buddies and the coach just now, but he obviously paused.

then.

Still chose to take action.

At this time, in fact, Adams had already defended in place and jumped up to interfere.

And as soon as Walton made his move, Xue Liancheng clearly felt something was wrong.

There are countless things to say in my heart, but I don’t know whether to say them or not.

But he didn't care anymore and quickly rushed into the penalty area.

The ball hit the neck of the basket right at this time.

Xue Liancheng just thought of jumping to grab the rebound, but after being stunned for a moment, he did not jump up.

Because of his 0.1 second prediction ability, he had a hunch that the ball would not fall.

Others jumped up one after another.

really.

The ball bounced off the rim again.

Xue Liancheng took the opportunity to block his position and leaned forward to gather strength.

While the others hadn't landed stably, he took off high, er... not really very high.

But enough, he managed to touch the ball.

The ball hit the backboard and went into the frame smoothly.

Xue Liancheng was ecstatic.

64:62

Go-ahead!

Although Old Man Klin's arrangement of this tactic was not successful, he still scored.

That means that they are taking steps towards the door of victory.