The Rest, Only Noise

"You have chosen this path, and you must go to the end!"

Chris Ford growled loudly.

Going head-to-head with the Knicks was not what he wanted, it was the players' own decision.

Now, the Knicks have proved that they can withstand the confrontation the Celtics have brought before, and with almost impossible defensive strategies, they have brought huge problems to the Green Kai Big Three.

"We can do it!" Byrd yelled, "Just do it!"

"That's right, their pincer attack is no threat!" Thomas cheered his teammates loudly.

On the Knicks side, something unexpected happened, and Bowie told Louie that his feet were a little uncomfortable.

"How long has this been going on?" Louis asked with concern.

"Just now, when I grabbed the rebound, I didn't stand firm on the ground." Bowie said uncertainly, "It seems to have held up. . . "

"If the team needs it, I can stick with it."

"The team needs it, but I'm not going to put you at risk for a game," Louie said softly. "Rest."

Louie looked back at the players off the court, and there are not many people who can replace Bowie.

Now the Knicks lead by 12 points, maybe not so nervous.

At this moment, Louis' eyes locked on the person who had been avoiding his eyes.

"Xiao Xiao," Louis asked with a smile, "do you want to go up and play for a few minutes?"

At that moment, it seemed that someone pressed the pause button to give the world time.

Camp's world stopped turning, and Louie's words echoed in his mind.

Do you want to go up and play for a few minutes?

Yes I do! Who doesn't want to? Kemp's generation grew up listening to the stories of Bird and the Celtics. As the greatest basketball player Indiana has ever produced, Kemp has targeted Bird since he was a child.

How could he possibly not want to play Bird in the playoffs? But can he?

He is a rookie, a stinky little brat, and he appears on such an occasion?

Does the coach look up to him too much?

"Louis, what the **** are you kidding?" Willis Reed instantly forgot who the head coach was.

"Willis, I wasn't asking you." Louie looked at Camp. "Pin Shaw, do you want to go up and play for a few minutes?"

Kemp was struggling. He wanted to fight, but he was afraid of failing Louie. At the same time, he was afraid of Reed. If he didn't play well, he might have a hard time in the next few days.

Rodman saw that he didn't look like a man, so he patted his head unhappily: "You **** hesitate, your mother! If you want to fight, you can talk, and no one will laugh at you if you don't dare!"

Kemp looked at Reed cautiously: "I'll do my best."

"On your level, where the **** is all your strength enough!" Reed roared like a demon, "If you get on it, just give it your all!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Louie often makes incomprehensible rotations, some to humiliate opponents, some to have fun, and some to hide deeper intentions.

"Willis, you taught Sean well."

"what I should do."

"No, it's beyond my imagination. One year of training under you is more valuable than four years of college."

Reid was about to float up, but Louie's voice changed: "But I want you to remember that no one on this team can say the word 'fuck' to me."

Reed felt like he was being targeted by a ghost: "I see, sorry."

Camp's strengths are just as obvious as its weaknesses.

He's a gifted man who surprises with every possession, and the sloppy attitude he developed in high school has been undone by Reed's tune-up and the Knicks' horribly introverted state.

With Reed training specifically, Louie isn't worried that he'll develop bad habits.

After a season of practice, a lot of his problems have been corrected, and the rest is the direction of his technical development.

In Louie's memory, Camp on another timeline, that is, the Camp he knew, reached its peak in 1996. Under normal conditions, his help defense is like Anthony Davis, and he has a hand in his post-up state. Siakam's devastating turn and attack skills, and unlike Sika, he can turn left and right. At the same time, the CIC has also developed to such a level that he can shoot anywhere within the three-point line with a very high hit rate. and. Also mastered a lot of throwing hook skills under the face basket.

There is always a difference between a fixed impression and a fact. After a year of contact, what is the blueprint that Louis prepared for Camp?

Taking Wilson as an example, Benj is Durant without the ball and Tracy McGrady with the ball. Although he has not yet reached this level, he already has 70-80% of his skills.

Kemp as the perfect power forward seedlings, Louie's career planning is also very grand.

He wants Kemp's ultimate form to be a power forward who can attack like Towns and defend like a thick eyebrow.

Kemp's defense has already taken shape. Compared with Towns' offensive end, he lacks the top ball-handling ability in the same position, but he has more historical-level explosive body. And his shooting touch, Towns is better, but Kemp's touch is also better. Considered excellent.

For Kemp to progress in the direction he had designed for him, he had to be given enough opportunities to try.

Let him have the desire to compete.

Reed had tempered his temper, and it was time for Bird, the bastard, to treat Camp like Wilson.

It was only not long ago that Louis discovered that Bird's stinky mouth could have such an effect.

After Kemp came on the court, he often switched to Bird.

In the previous game with the Celtics, Kemp could only play in garbage time or get DNP. Even if he started, he would graduate with six fouls at the speed of light.

After playing, Kemp reflected on the pain of the regular season.

Rodman's double-team was a little late, and Bird swung him away and made a field goal.

"How can a pig like you have a body but no brains appear in Indiana?"

GuKemp was furious and ran to the right side of the frontcourt.

He tried to cut, and his teammates also supported him on the ball.

Kemp caught the ball, and Bird's help came up. If it is Kemp in normal state, he may pass the ball. Now, in a rage, he has forgotten his teammates, and even regards Bird as an enemy.

Kemp held the ball at an exaggerated angle and turned to pass Bird. If someone else did this step, the strength of his body should be exhausted. At most, he ended up with a dangerous hoop play, but there was still some leftovers in his body. Power not released.

I saw him go up like dynamite had been put under his feet.

That is a power that people like Bird will never understand.

In a blink of an eye, Kemp rose to the top, holding the ball in both hands and hitting the basket vigorously.

After landing, a furious Kemp said to Bird: "What are you arrogant about? You're not even the greatest Indiana player ever!"

"What did you say?" Bird asked angrily.

"He's right, hillbilly," Louie fanned the flames. "The greatest basketball player Indiana has ever produced isn't you, it's Oscar Robertson. How do you compare to Big O, who averages a triple-double per game. Can you?"

Today is a day in the history of Russell Westbrook.

Oh, Westbrook is only 2 years old this year, that's fine.

"I'll score the ball in front of you later, you brainless bastard!"

Bird prophesied aloud vulgarly.

Defended by Williams, Bird used a Jim Peterson screen to get to the rim from a high post to outside the paint on the left to take on Kemp.

Unexpectedly, he actually wanted to attack from the low post.

Camp is conceited that his strength is not bad, but it seems that there are thousands of obstacles to push Bird from the front.

His power was eventually suppressed by Bird.

Bird took the ball low, and Ewing's help defense was just in place when he saw that the former's elbow was against Kemp's chest, and he actually leaned on him and put the ball into the basket abruptly.

The extra movement in Kemp's hands also caused the referee to whistle the body hair.

Bird roared: "That's it? Are your defenses for fun?"

Bird was provoking Kemp in a way more drastic than Louie had imagined.

Camp's homage to Bird can be seen fading away.

"What a **** idiot!" Reed couldn't stand it any longer, "Lu, that kid is no match for Larry now!"

Louie smiled and asked, "You don't think I'm expecting him to blow up Larry, do you?"

"Then you replaced him to play..."

"In addition to the right coaching and training, Sean needs a purpose," Louie said happily. "What better purpose than to be spared the contempt of the greatest NBA player of all time? Not to mention the fact that this man is from the same In the same state, he used to admire this guy..."

At the free throw line, Bird held the ball and glared at Kemp: "I will still look for you in the next round, don't hide if you are a **** man, and..."

"Shh!"

Birdgar made a free throw and said defiantly: "I'm the greatest basketball player in Indiana!"

The longer the game, the more Kemp's faults are exposed.

His confrontation and experience, his offense, his defensive details, and the referee's zero tolerance for him.

When he was off the court, everyone realized that the dunk that turned around and passed Bird and plucked green onions under the basket was his only exciting moment tonight.

He was humiliated by Bird for five full minutes, fouled four, and was used as a breach by the Celtics, causing the Knicks' 12-point lead to be chased to three points in the five minutes he played.

MSG fans breathed a sigh of relief when Kemp was substituted.

They like Kemp, but Kemp is visibly not at this level of the game.

"Coach, don't let me go again..."

Camp lost all confidence.

"Sean Camp, I'll give you ten seconds to take that back."

Louis said sternly.

Kemp looked at Louie in horror, "Coach, I mean..."

"I know what you've been through and why you're feeling this way, I understand, but after tonight, you're going to turn your pain into strength, that's your goal, and he's not just the best Indiana ever has. A basketball player, the greatest player the NBA has ever seen, and you should aim for him to strengthen yourself."

The game has already started, but Louis and Camp seem to be chatting in a coffee shop.

"I thought I could at least play in front of him...but I was wrong, I'm no match for him at all, I may never be half his level~www.novelmt.com~ He makes me feel Disgusting, basketball isn't that fun, it's a pain in the ass..."

"now it's right."

Kemp was stunned by Louis' words.

He didn't know, how could this be right? If playing basketball didn't make him happy, he wouldn't have played basketball in the first place.

"No matter what you do, as long as it's something you love, it starts with happiness, then you encounter pain, and in the end you can't get rid of it. The true meaning of this world is that happiness and pain coexist. If you want to be close to Larry, You have to get used to that feeling.”

"You have to understand that the fun and the pain of the game, the training will make you better, and you have to value the experience and make the most of it. That way, when you get to another level, you'll find that Larry brought him today. Everything I gave you is so precious." Louie said, "Of course, maybe in your eyes, Larry is a shit-like bastard, I agree with you, but **** also has **** value, what do you think?"

Kemp returned to the field and adjusted his mood for a while.

Then, he changed into his uniform and cheered for his teammates as if the previous five minutes had not been there.

He may not be able to understand Louie's intentions, but fortunately, he is a simple person, and the five minutes of **** on his face by Bird has been put down.

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