The Rest, Only Noise: Chapter 529 I\'m so **** proud of him

Chapter 529 I'm so **** proud of him

When the Knicks entered the garden, the boos they received were intense.

As usual, the garden is not very brightly lit, and the green floor with the strange lights feels very strange.

Before the game started, the fans who entered the stadium drank a lot of alcohol, and there was no qualified ventilation equipment and air conditioning in the garden, so the away game became a purgatory on earth.

The same situation, the Knicks have seen last year.

"Shoot, don't worry about the rest."

Louis asked the players to exercise on their own, find out the feeling of the hand, and then he went to say hello to the referee tonight.

I don't know what the league thought, but the referees tonight were Paul Mihalak and Earl Strom.

If you want to make a list of the most hated referees by each team, it will definitely not fit on one piece of paper.

Even for the option "Your most hated referee", at least three names must be listed, so that you can almost list all the referees that you hate the most.

Mihalak and Strom will definitely be mentioned by many fans and coaches. One of them is whistling to see their mood, and the other is a famous home killer.

Strom referee the game, the home team's winning rate is lower than the visiting team.

Mihalak, who whistles to see his mood, has no strict and uniform standards, just like he has schizophrenia. No one can figure out his thoughts and scales. Maybe after maintaining the scale for a period of time, he suddenly feels bored and changes. scale.

Inexperienced players will suffer a lot, and even veterans can't stand his standard style of whistling one quarter.

"You two, just arrived here, and it's been hard work all the way." Louis said kindly.

Mihalak asked defensively, "Lu, what's the matter?"

"I'm sure you hate the Celtics as much as I do..."

"Stop." Mihalak regarded himself as a prestigious referee, determined to enforce justice, "I will not violate my principles for you."

Do you have principles? Your principles are **** shit.

"Of course, the principle of the two of you is the most important X factor in this game. I don't intend to point you. You are all more experienced than me, and you will definitely be able to blow out a good game. I just think that if you can be more lenient in confrontation ,Enough."

Louie didn't greet the referee every game, only when he encountered a brain-dead, he would negotiate a few words.

First the salute before the soldiers, the game will start later, if they have a mental disability, it will not be too late for Louis to roar.

Unlike Louie, K.C. Jones has given up communicating with the referee.

He is not used to communicating with the referee himself, so this is a strange scene.

The coach of the visiting team came to the referee and asked for some convenience.

Most dramatically, there are three commentators today.

The unstoppable Dick Stockton, Billy Cunningham, who clearly showed the attributes of Road Black, and the Celtics legend Tom Heinsohn, who has ended his cooperation with CBS and attended as a guest today.

"This time, the Knicks have met a real opponent." Heinsohn insisted that he would not waver for a hundred years. "The Celtics are different from the mediocre teams they have encountered before."

Cunningham agreed: "The Celtics are stronger, and the Knicks are a little bit worse. In this case, the coaching staff needs to play a role."

He's already starting to get a rhythm.

According to him, if the Knicks eventually rout, the responsibility must be Louie.

Heinsohn's brainless standing with the Celtics is true. He recognizes Lou's ability, so Cunningham is not allowed to talk nonsense: "LittleLu's ability no longer needs to be proved, whether it is coaching in Boston. At that time, or in the four years he came to New York, we have seen his outstanding side. The Knicks and the Celtics are two completely different teams. In New York, he is both the head coach and the general manager. A far more complex era than the 50-60s, it's amazing to do what Reed did in the 50s-60s!"

"Uh...so-so." Cunningham just couldn't take Louie's grades seriously.

Dick Stockton laughed: "Okay, now let's focus on the scene, the game is about to start."

Tonight, the Celtics graciously chose a young girl who survived the shooting to sing the national anthem to the audience.

After the national anthem is sung, all the preludes are over.

The game is about to start.

Both sides made their debut.

The Knicks started with Stockton, Miller, Wilson, McHale, and Ewing.

The Celtics side is no different from the past, consisting of Thomas, Harper, Bird, Sampson, and Laimbeer.

"Let's win the lottery in one go!" Louie patted Ewing's **** hard.

Ewing touched his ass, suspecting for the millionth time that Louie was gay. Valley

But if he was gay, it would be impossible to find a girlfriend as beautiful as Lorraine.

Ewing came on the court with a bizarre idea to win the jump ball for the Knicks, and he didn't know if it counted as a jackpot.

Knicks standard placement, Ewing and McHale came up at the same time to do cover.

Stockton has repeatedly been targeted as a weak spot by his opponents in previous games, and this time he wants to find the field himself.

So, with the help of HornsS from Ewing and McHale, Stockton broke through Thomas' defense and made a pull-up jumper on the right.

2 to 0

"Fast back defense!"

Watching the Celtics' countless game videos, Thomas' dribbling action made Louie smell the danger.

That's right, Thomas is going to hit a quick counterattack.

Moreover, he saw that the Knicks players were not tense yet, and the speed of retreating defense was not fast enough, so he rushed to the frontcourt like a rocket. layup.

2 to 2

"Aren't you awake? The game is on!" Louie shouted, "Fall back quickly!"

Before Louis could finish speaking, Wilson ran forward at the same speed.

The young Knicks think their speed is no worse than the Celtics, and Wilson and Thomas are even more at odds with the All-Star Weekend freeze, not to mention both coming from the streets of Chicago, one of the worst cities in the country, where they grew up. There is no black star who does not have the air of the rivers and lakes.

Wilson is going to be quick, and the Knicks' pass is in place.

But Bill Laimbeer didn't give him that chance.

Wilson was about to attack when Ranbir raised his hands roughly. Everyone's attention was drawn to his French military salute, but he didn't notice that his thigh deliberately bumped against Wilson's knee, thereby disrupting the latter's balance in the air.

"Beep!"

Wilson hit the ground hard, and the referee blew the whistle, giving Laimbeer a common foul.

In an era when there were no criminals, it was either a common foul or a T. Neither Mihalak nor Strom had a pair of eyes sharp enough to detect Ranbir's small movements.

"Bill, clean up your **** feet!" Louie yelled.

Ranbir spread his hands harmlessly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Luckily Wilson was unharmed.

Louie knew that threats and scolding alone would not work for Laimbeer, and he couldn't play. Therefore, he could only rely on the players, the referee and himself to solve it.

It's also a good idea to replace the thugs such as Oakley, but the game is only starting, and breaking the rotation too quickly will affect the rhythm of the game.

Laimbeer's foul worked.

Wilson made the first free throw and missed the second free throw, giving the Celtics a chance to fight back.

Harper dribbled the ball forward, and Miller got in front of him, barely preventing a quick counter-attack from the Celtics.

Seeing Miller's inexperience, he took the initiative to seek physical contact.

Mihalak really whistled, gave Miller a body hair, and warned the rookie not to touch his feet.

The Celtics also took advantage of the suspension to regroup.

Suddenly, they were lined up and Bird served Thomas.

Thomas called Sampson's pick-and-roll, accelerated casually, and passed the defense, with Ewing and Stockton's attention on him.

All Thomas had to do was pass the ball to Sampson behind him.

Beyond the three-point line, the 2.2-meter big man made a shot.

Today, except for the corner three-point line on the left and right sides, Sampson has no offensive dead corners on the court.

A corner 3 doesn't make sense to him because he can't pull off the corner and stand.

The existing skill pack is enough for him to dominate the court.

5 to 2

"I really shouldn't have reminded him to develop three-pointers!" Louie cursed, "Now I can't even find a **** dead corner!"

The Zen master encouraged in the opposite direction: "You should be proud of yourself for the most talented center in basketball history."

"Can't you see?" Louie said through gritted teeth. "I'm so **** proud of him!"