The Rest, Only Noise: Chapter 1023 we\'re even

There are only three kinds of final results for the dynasty teams in the past.

Like the Celtics in 1969, the Bulls in 1998, belonged to the core exit and disintegrated naturally.

Maybe in the first season after the breakup, the fans will suffer because of the gap, but they at least once had it.

There are also unseemly debacles like the 2004 Lakers.

The other is the most miserable outcome in theory, going all out and going down for a variety of reasons, like the 1988 Celtics and the 2019 Warriors.

The current Knicks give Louie a disgusting feeling.

It was the first time he was sick of this team.

Not to mention the perfect curtain call like the 69 Celtics and the 98 Bulls, they look like they don't even have the hard bones of the 19 Warriors.

It does have a strong 04 Lakers charm.

Can this team really be saved?

Louie had doubts in his heart. He called three timeouts before and after, but it didn't stop the Knicks from getting worse.

"Benjamin Wilson has become the problem for the Knicks, but Coach Lu still seems to have fantasies about him," Laimbeer said.

In the second quarter, Wilson was not replaced for a second.

The better Jordan played, the less reconciled he became and the more selfish his use of the ball became.

He doesn't pass the ball.

Sometimes teammates give him the ball, just wanting to use him as a transition station, but he dribbles and storms.

Wilson, whose mentality has completely lost his balance, has seen a significant drop in his offensive efficiency. After the entire halftime, his overall hit rate is already less than 40%.

Halftime 65 to 42, the Knicks trailed the Blazers by 23 points.

If it weren't for Ewing's 8 offensive rebounds in the half, maybe the Knicks would be 30+ behind at halftime.

But as far as this life-and-death battle concerning the continuation of the dynasty is concerned, what is the difference between being 20+ behind at halftime at home and being 30+ behind?

Louis stood up with an unspeakable exhaustion on his face.

This is the desperate situation he expects, but can this team be saved?

Even if the players are enlightened, will they be able to bring back a 23-point lead in the hands of the Blazers at their peak?

"Coach Lu, I'm still used to your smiling face."

Riley said hello to Louie, and his eyes were full of smugness.

Of course he should be proud, and if the Blazers win this game, it will be his first complete victory against Louie in nearly a decade.

"Coach Riley," Louie blinked, and when he opened it again, he looked at Riley with sharp eyes, "If you were me, what would you do in the locker room?"

Riley said naturally: "I will tell the players not to give up, the game is not over, but you and I both know that this game is over, this season is over, this is the result, Coach Lu."

Louie didn't expect that he would also need the chicken soup from Coach Ansi to cheer up his day.

If you give up, the game is really over.

"Coach Riley, I really hope it turns out as you want tonight." Louie walked past Riley, "This is your only chance, and if the Knicks can win this game, I can assure you , Coach Riley, we're going to win Game 7."

Hearing Louie's last words, Riley felt nothing but absurdity.

The Knicks have fallen into a trough, and the Blazers are at their peak in terms of player ability, chemistry, and morale.

How could the Knicks in this state win this game with a 23-point deficit?

how is this possible?

Louis left, and he did not accept media interviews as required.

Riley glanced at the other person's back, feeling a little uneasy, but his unease was completely unreasonable.

The Knicks have no chance of winning, not even 0.1%.

Louis is not afraid of failure.

There is no winner forever, you have to enjoy the fun of winning, and you have to taste the pain of failure, this is the real life.

Since 1988, the Knicks have been under shackles, invisibly trapping Louie, Wilson and Ewing.

Without this shackle, the Knicks will not be able to usher in a new life, Louie's coaching career will stop there, Wilson will forever live in a false self, and Ewing will never be the contemporary Bill Russell.

Louie likes to lay out blueprints for others, but such blueprints are usually not known to the client—except for Sampson—and now his group has come to the end, just one last shot.

Louis came to the door of the locker room, and it became difficult to even breathe.

With a bang, Louie pushed open the locker room door.

The cemetery in the early hours of the morning is no more peaceful than the locker room at this time.

"Except the players and me, everyone went out and shut the door."

Louis said indifferently.

Tomjanovich was the first to react. He walked directly to the door and patted Louis on the back as he passed by.

He didn't have as much thought as Zhao Yuanzheng, and he didn't know the Zhenlong chess game in Louis's heart. He only knew that this man who was much younger than him was a trustworthy guy.

There is no other meaning to take that shot. If you insist on saying that there is any meaning to convey, it is probably "I am with you".

The Knicks' assistants came to the locker room.

Tom Thibodeau asked inexplicably, "What does Coach Lu want to do?"

"Shh!"

Zhao Yuanzheng interrupted his question.

"I turned on the camera inside, and everything that happens there will be recorded, we don't have to worry..." Zhao Yuanzheng paused, "Coach Lu will handle it."

After the assistants and trainers left, the locker room was much more spacious.

Louie faced his players, Ewing, Miller, Kemp, Ainge, Salley, Rodman, Rauf, Wilson, McHale, Stevens, Williams, Stockton, Christie, Yu Tiancan, Wang Mukong.

"I've been in the business since 1978, and I've seen a lot of teams fall apart, and I know what's going on with this team," Louie said. Going through these three trends. We're weak - we're strong - we're vulnerable and strong. Now, our inner vulnerability has nowhere to hide, Portlanders have pushed us into a corner, and some are counting on me against the sky Change my life, but I can't do it at all, because at the end of the day, it's you who play the game, and if you can't do it, then I can't do it."

"No matter what happens in the second half, I don't care anymore. I just hope that you can take this opportunity to speak your mind, whatever your opinion of this team, or your opinion of others, say it."

There was no tactical arrangement, no enemy analysis, no berating players, and no explosion like the 1988 Eastern Conference finals game 5 halftime break.

Luiz is calmer than the players imagined.

Doing so completely surrenders the initiative, because if the players cannot give positive feedback, then Louis's speech will have an effect that is extremely inappropriate at this time - the air freezes and the atmosphere is awkward.

"You really have nothing to say?" Stevens asked.

"Okay, then I'll tell you!" Stevens broke the silence in the locker room, "It's totally unacceptable to play like this in the first half! The Blazers are strong, but we're not that bad, I don't think we have enough. Crisis awareness, especially in the second quarter, everyone is one-on-one, when did we become such a selfish team?"

It's not enough for Stevens to speak alone.

But soon, Miller dispelled Louie's doubts.

"Why have we become so selfish? Alex, you asked a good question! The Celtics wouldn't have won four straight championships if Larry Bird was just **** staring at the rim every time, regardless of his teammates! If Michael Jordan was as self-centered as he used to be, the Blazers wouldn't be able to play such a good offense! The reason we've become so selfish is simple because our core players are selfish!"

Ewing turned to look at Miller: "Reggie, what do you mean?"

Miller went straight to Ewing without giving in: "You know who I'm talking about!"

"Is the game all about offense? What about our defense? That's our strength, but our defense was a mess tonight!" Rodman pointed his gun at the backline, "John, you're like a **** watch. Just let Isiah Thomas stab, let alone Mar's defense, but their defense is not a day or two away, why are we so embarrassed this time? Because we don't defend like we used to! Offensive is not good , the defense is not hard, and the rebound is not grabbed, so we will lose so much the fuck!"

"I don't think I'm going to go all out on the defensive end if someone is messing around on offense, because I don't know how much I can get out of defense," Kemp said sharply. If the attacker's offense is then wasted by Benj with the ball, what's the point of defending?"

Miller was only insinuating, and Kemp directly named him by name.

"What did you say?" Wilson didn't expect Kemp to accuse him like that.

Kemp also knows that Wilson has helped him a lot over the years, but if these words are not said now, there will be no chance to say them later.

"That's what I think, you're not the same you you used to be, you're selfish on the court, you're only looking at your matchup with Jordan, but you never think it's our game against the Blazers, you treat the game as It is irresponsible for all of us to be on the stage of one person!"

Wilson's emotions almost exploded, he lost everything on the court, and now even his teammates who played with him for many years are abandoning him, and he seems to be the kind of player he hates the most.

"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do!"

Even if you know it's wrong, when you have nowhere to go, you can only make mistakes over and over again.

Wilson's rebuttal to Kemp made him a target.

"Benj, are you **** crazy?" Rodman, who had been on Wilson's side, also defected. "We never wanted you to do this!"

Wilson completely lost his reason: "All the core players have the right to decide the direction of the game, why can't I?"

"Because you're neither Larry Bird nor Michael Jordan," said Stockton relentlessly. "You're no match for those two!"

"It's far worse!" Miller exclaimed. "These two people were never a problem for the team, and you became our number one problem!"

Reggie Williams also said: "The responsibility of a leader is to lead by example, and benj has been demonstrating selfishness lately."

The Knicks' dissatisfaction with Benjamin Wilson broke out, and it was the old man in the team who spoke.

Newcomers like Yu Tiancan did not dare to speak at all.

The teammates blamed one-sidedly and penetrated Wilson's defense line, his self-esteem was distorted, and he no longer cared about the feelings of his teammates: "So the responsibility for us playing like a **** is on me? I let Isiah Did Thomas break our perimeter at will, let him run into the paint again and again? Did I make Charles Barkley dominate again and again on the left and right? Did I make Sabonis act like Bill Waugh? I'm the one who made Portland's offense so unstoppable? I'm the leading scorer in the Finals, I'm tops in rebounds and assists per game, and no matter how I play tonight, you didn't make the game like this The reason, you want me to be a scapegoat, I don't **** do it, if you have any objection, go to the field and play against mj for 40 minutes!"

"So you think, we're in a situation where we're down 2-3 in the series and lost to Portland by 23 at the MSG half, because we didn't play well?"

Ewing, who never spoke and silently listened to his teammates' speech, could no longer bear it.

Seeing Ewing speak, Wilson's pupils shrank: "I...I didn't mean that."

"Aren't you even responsible now, Benjamin?"

Ewing suddenly shouted.

"I said I didn't mean that!"

"I know I've never been a good leader!" Ewing said emotionally, "I know I've always been headstrong, I have no empathy, I know I've always made things difficult for you, I know our relationship will never be the same again. It's my fault that I can't go back to the past, and the responsibility lies with me, but now, we don't have time to worry about those bad things!"

"I said I was the leader of the team, that was just my vanity! You are the leader of this team! The media think you are, the fans think you are, and even more than half of the people in this locker room think that You are the leader of the team!"

"If you're a leader, then you can't just think about yourself! You have to think about the consequences every time you make a shot, you have to look at the position of your teammates... These are always what Louie reminds me, when the **** do you need us to call Did you pass the ball?"

Ewing's emotions are like glaciers breaking down and the waves are howling: "I will always object to others comparing you and mj to Larry, because you are greater than them, you are a selfless ultimate player, only you can tolerate me for so many years, You are never the team's problem, you are always the coach's most trusted person, you are always the one who reassures your teammates, but since the finals, you are no longer the you you used to be!"

"You don't see me, you don't see Reggie, you don't see anyone else, you only see yourself, you just want to win against Michael, you see the finals as a stage for show, like Wilt Chamberlain, the tragic loser—" Ewing became more and more agitated, and he was approaching Wilson unconsciously.

Every time he got a little closer, Wilson backed away a little.

Before you know it, Ewing corners Wilson.

"We've got nowhere to go and you're still thinking about going it alone, they're just pointing out the mistakes you've made these days, and you're like a **** mad dog, you don't dare to admit your performance is ugly, you don't dare Face up to your selfishness, you don't even have the courage to take responsibility for your failure~www.mtlnovel.com~ You've turned into a softball that makes me nauseous, the best thing you can do is let the coach I believe you can do anything, but in the end, you're still the **** who is being played around by women, and you don't fucking..."

Shame, pain and anger were hitting Wilson's nerves. He was still that young man with a fiery personality. His arrogant self-esteem made him unable to bear Ewing's censure, and he reacted with a sense of shame and guilt.

Wilson punched Ewing in front of him.

"shut up!"

Ewing was knocked to the ground with a punch, and his teammates rushed forward to prevent the situation from escalating.

But Ewing waved their hands to tell them not to be nervous.

A little blood spilled from the corner of Ewing's mouth, he wiped it with his hand, and said softly, "If you don't feel relieved enough, you can punch me again."

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