The Rest, Only Noise: Chapter 366 Since it is a vicious dog, it will bite people 6/135

"By now you should already know what Boston looks like with clenched fists."

Louie called for a long timeout, with an all-white tactical board beside him.

"I'm eager to beat them."

Louie's purple suit looks more vibrant on camera, which was a feature of live footage from the '80s.

"You shouldn't just play with anger on the court, and at the same time be vicious, you should be in awe of the defending champion." Louis drew a very large X on the tactical board.

"They're going to tear us to pieces like dogs, but you know what? Once you stand up and bite, the dogs are afraid. If you're just angry and don't know what to do, Then go wrestle them and turn the garden into purgatory!"

There are no tactical arrangements and no tactical arrangements are required.

Louie has only one thing to convey to the players.

"I want to see in your eyes not only anger and fighting spirit, but also desire. I want you to learn from the Celtics and be full of desire to become as great and impressive as they are."

Tom Nunes came to remind: "Coach Lu, the timeout is over!"

"No matter how difficult or dangerous it is."

"I'll stand here and watch you knock down the Celtics." Louis laughed horribly, "Remember, it's a physical 'knockdown'."

The time-out ends and the game resumes.

Tomjanovich asked: "How far do you think they'll get there?"

"Hopefully at least to the point of limiting either Larry or Ralph." That's certainly the best outcome.

Stockton had the ball, and at the top of the arc, both Ewing and Oakley came up.

Since both of them can make mid-range shots, the Celtics dare not let one, and Sampson and Laimbeer follow.

The Celtics' empty paint disturbed them, but the Knicks were never in the paint.

Ewing gave Stockton a pick-and-roll, cut inside, and just wanted to bluff.

Oakley gave Ellis no ball cover at the top of the arc, and Ellis immediately ran to the right of the top of the arc through his shielding wall and received the ball for a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

ExchangeRicky - high-post dynamic swap attack, this is a rare modern offensive tactic, but after decades of small ball prevalence, Curry and others will shoot like this every game, which is most suitable for catch-and-shooters who like to run off the ball. .

47 to 51

Ellis hit a three-pointer, and the Celtics hadn't breathed a sigh of relief. Stockton commanded on the spot and pressed against the Celtics.

"Are these people crazy?"

Not only are they not crazy, but they are sober.

Ainge is not a mature point guard. He is just a dual-energy guard who prefers the second position. Naturally, there is no problem in controlling the ball, but if he is pressed by the whole court, he will be under great pressure.

The Knicks, who have always been known for their brutality in their full-court press, wouldn't have topped the foul rate and free throw rate in February alone.

Bird wanted to get rid of Stevens.

The biggest difference between the full-court press in the backcourt and the full-court is that there are not many pick-and-rolls and screens that can be used, and you can really only run on your own.

If you run by yourself, there is no such thing as off-the-ball technology. It all depends on who is faster, who is more ruthless, and who wants to get the ball more.

Stevens, known as the "universal spider", has a natural advantage when defending without the ball. He is 203 cm tall and has a wingspan of 222 cm. In terms of physical conditions, this is a white version of the trumpet Durant.

But now he is more and more likely to evolve into a tall, white version of Beverly.

Bird confronted him for a few minutes, and there were obvious scratches on his chest, which must have been left by Stevens. As for Bird's hands, the scratch marks are all Stevens' masterpiece.

This is a mad dog, and a scheming mad dog who dares to attack.

Bird couldn't get out for a while, Sampson ran forward and raised his hand high: "Danny!"

Angie threw the ball forward as if seeing a savior. As a result, Stockton made a move to dig the ball and hit the opponent's sachet.

Nunes immediately called Stockton's foul.

It turned out that he blew a little early.

Just as the referee blew the whistle, Sampson stretched out his long arm to catch Ainge's pass, but at the same time, Oakley slammed into his body like a Spanish bull about to kill a matador.

In an instant, Sampson was knocked a meter away and fell heavily to the ground.

"!##...!@"

"This is murder!" Heinsohn yelled. "Oakley did it on purpose!"

Dick Stockton added: "This move is really dangerous!"

"NewJoker!"

"NewJoker!!"

(New York Joker)

The fans in the garden roared and roared with excitement, as if it would terrify Oakley.

The referee didn't know what to do with Oakley, because Stockton had fouled before that, and the dead ball time after the whistle, except for the ball that fell to the rim and could cause a 2+1, was considered a disturbance ball, and the rest, the league The rules experts at the office also didn't know what happened when Oakley 'accidentally' knocked Sampson off the ball during the dead-ball phase after Stockton slapped Ainge.

You call him a technical foul, he didn't do it on purpose.

You call him a foul, the Knicks have fouled, you can't call another non-technical foul after the dead ball.

Nunes decided to play by the rules, and only counted Stockton's personal foul. The incident of Oakley knocking Sampson off later was considered non-existent, and he hoped that the fans at the scene had only seven seconds of memory like fish, seven seconds. Forget about it after that.

The garden was like a riot in an instant, and Heinsohn sprayed the referee in the live broadcast booth.

Sampson paused on the ground for more than a minute before standing up. The two sides were on the same page, and the feeling of hatred that they didn't like each other was going to flood the hearts of fans around the world through the live broadcast room.

Before the age of social media, player-to-player hatred was real.

They really hate each other.

"Keep pressing them, don't stop!"

Louie, satisfied with the effect of the full-court press, spoke loudly, making the storm even more violent.

In the next few minutes, the Celtics didn't have a single athletic goal, all of which came from free throws.

In three minutes, the Knicks committed six fouls and four shooting fouls, but the Celtics shot just over 60 percent from the free throw line.

The Celtics wanted to do the same with the Knicks, but they were no longer the iron army who could wrestle the whole game and risk their lives to beat the 76ers at Spectrum Arena.

That's what Bill Fitch brought.

Today, these ancient basketball philosophies have been eliminated by the tactical system that Louis led the era.

The Celtics of the past cannot play the games of the Celtics of the present, and similarly, the Celtics of today cannot drink blood like the Predators.

The Celtics didn't believe they were different, and neither did K.C. Jones.

They are so confident in their own strength that they are a little arrogant, just like the arrogance of an advanced civilization towards a backward civilization.

So, when they also used full court pressing against the Knicks, they found that the intensity they gave the Knicks was not enough.

The Knicks went from a 7-point deficit to a 6-point lead. The intensity of the game made many people on the court too nervous to speak.

The fans who had been screaming before were startled by the terrible confrontation of the Knicks meat grinder.

Ewing disregarded his worth as the No. 1 player in the league. In order to cover John Lang's three-pointer, Ewing flew up, blocked the ball, and then chased after the ball that was about to go out of bounds to save it back into bounds, and flew out of bounds himself.

Alex Stevens also rushed to the floor with the ball in his hands.

When it comes to toughness, only the Milwaukee Bucks in the league can say they are tougher than the Knicks.

While the Bucks are a bunch of old fritters who know how to do it, the Knicks are a bunch of new stars.

"I hate this Knicks so much." Heinsohn's admiration for the New Yorkers has evaporated when Oakley hit Sampson, "but I have to admit, what kind of coach will have what kind of man. player."

One minute before the end of the first half, Sampson pulled up in front of Ewing and hit another three-pointer from the top of the arc.

With a height of 7 feet 4 inches, I suddenly chose to dry pull, I really can only pray.

64 to 60

The Knicks were still ahead by 4 points. Then, Ewing held the ball in front of him and killed Sampson. This is the vindictiveness of the stars.

But for Ewing at this stage, he has not been able to score against Sampson with this style of play.

He was blocked by Sampson first, then hurriedly picked up the floor ball, and turned over in embarrassment to force three shots.

Fortunately, the offensive rebound was won by Oakley.

However, just as Oakley grabbed the offensive rebound and landed violently, he stepped on Laimbeer's feet.

A tragic howl came out of his mouth~www.mtlnovel.com~ He fell under the basket like a soldier shot with an arrow.

"Oak!"

Louis stopped the angry team members to calm them down.

The referee stopped the game, and team doctor Claude Django (;Juncker) led the team forward.

He examined it carefully, and had Oakley be carried on a stretcher.

The scene was replayed, but still no one could tell whether Ranbir stepped on his feet on purpose.

Heinsohn naturally guided public opinion to the side favorable to the Celtics: "This is an accident, Bill's foot has not moved, if he did it on purpose, the picture would not be what we see."

Whether it was intentional or not, Ranbir acted like it was intentional.

His sneer, his sarcasm, his "nothing to do with me but you guys deserve it" attitude angered the Knicks.

Louie knew that this vicious dog deserved a beating, but now was not the time to be angry with it.

To this end, he called a short timeout, let Ewing play the 4 and let Bol come up to protect the basket.

Louis asked Pol to bend down and listen carefully: "Show your courage to kill a lion in Africa, we need you, Manu (nickname)!"

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