The Rest, Only Noise

"What? What? Do you want to rebel?"

Louie shouted at the player who approached.

"These old **** obviously don't want us to win. In this case, we can't make them feel better!"

Reggie Williams said dangerously.

Dick Bavita and Darrell Garretson were terrified by his words: "What do you want?"

"That is, what do you want to do?" Louis asked with a smile, "Do you still want to beat the referee?"

Their eyes told Louis that the plan was not a bad idea.

As long as Louis gives an order, they will do it.

But if they hit the referee, the Finals is over, and so is the Knicks.

Although Louis is a master who does things well, he is not stupid enough to be reckless for a moment's pleasure.

"Fuck me!" Louie pushed the most aggressive Rodman aside, "I don't need you to stand up for me! Next, everyone must listen to Rudy and finish this game! Listen to the command, when the game is over, I will absolutely **** kill you bastards!"

Louis drinks the player back.

Several referees breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately LittleLu remained sane.

The referee Garretson became more and more uneasy.

Louis is here and can still control the Knicks players. Now that he is gone, if there is something else, who can control them?

He was starting to regret it, and he really shouldn't have sent Louie out.

Louis smiled at the three referees: "Several, although we have some conflicts, but now, I have understood that since the beginning of the game, all the penalties are not from your heart, I know you also want to enforce the law normally."

"LittleLu, I don't understand what you're saying."

Garretson's face was stern, returning to his previous majesty. .

"I understand, what I don't understand, it doesn't matter, I just want to tell you that although some things may be doomed, I am the person who dislikes the useless way of losing. There are some things I should cooperate with, but If you don't respect me and carry out some despicable plan without my permission, don't blame me for not cooperating."

After saying that, Louis turned around and prepared to leave the stage.

"LittleLu, what did you mean just now?" Garretson asked.

"Don't you understand what I'm talking about?" Louis teased, "I'm just like you, I don't know what I just said, maybe I'm confused by your terrible law enforcement. , that's why I'm talking nonsense, please forgive me."

Before Louie left, Tomjanovich came to him and wanted to know what else he wanted.

Louie let him hear it, and said a few words quickly.

"Are you serious?"

Tomjanovich asked in horror.

"Why, you're also mad at me?" Louis thought he didn't have the guts to do it. "If you don't dare to do this, I can let Xiao Zhao come. However, you are obviously the chief teaching assistant. If you let him come..."

"Who dares not? I fucking..."

Tomjanovich gritted his teeth, "Just do it!"

"come on."

Louie clenched his fists and exited the stage under the boos of the audience.

Louie is back in the Knicks locker room, which has a TV and can watch games live.

Tomjanovich turned to face the pitch, he should have been excited.

I have worked as an assistant coach by Louis for six years, and I have never been an acting coach a few times. It is even more rare to be an acting coach in the finals like tonight.

However, he didn't have a chance to show his talent, because Louis gave him the order before he left the game: destroy this game, I don't want to see any spectacle every second from now on.

Louie didn't teach him exactly how to do it, only his purpose.

Any coach may not know how to win, but there are so many ways to make the game ugly.

Defense, melee, confrontation, a lot of pressing, would rather send the opponent to the free throw line than allow the opponent to attack the penalty area, frantically set up pocket formations to force the Lakers to shoot.

Tomjanovich was in no hurry. With only four minutes left in the first half, he decided to use murder pressing throughout the remaining four minutes.

Also, the players he chose to play in the murder press were not the usual five.

He uncharacteristically used Ainge, Hornacek, Reggie Williams, Stevens, McHale as a tight lineup.

Of the five, only Williams and Stevens were members of the Murder Press, and the other three were made on an ad hoc basis.

"Rudy, Rudy, are you so disgusting?"

Louie couldn't help but complain in the locker room.

Incorporating major rotation players like Hornacek and Ainge into the Murder Press is a statement in itself for the Knicks.

Ainge, Hornacek and McHale all have decent defenses, though only two are regulars on the Murder Press.

Among them, Angie is a lunatic who likes to cause trouble.

Their upper limit is not as high as the murder of the pressing original team, but if the purpose is to ruin the viewing of the game, it is enough.

Pat Riley adapts and replaces Kevin Johnson with Tragic to crack the Knicks' full-court press.

Tomjanovich put McHale at the basket, and the other four formed a 2-2-1 defense at the front basket and at the LOGO.

Angie's little moves are driving me crazy.

Hornacek's tough defense made the Lakers' backcourt encounter some trouble.

But KJ's speed is difficult for Ainge and Hornacek to defend. This again shows the value of Stevens and Williams in the midfield, and the two extremely fast and defensive Spider-Man wings can have a serious impact on the ball handler.

The Lakers stumbled with the ball, and even if the dribble passed half court, facing the Knicks' pocket formation, they could only shoot.

Sometimes, the tragic master does not believe in evil, and just wants to personally test the power of the pocket array.

The players of the Knicks are not good to the ball. As long as the tragic master comes, no matter what else, McHale went to a clothesline to let the tragic master experience the same package as Bird.

The conflict was about to break out, the tragic master fell to the ground, and his team members stepped forward to push McHale to help him.

Afterwards, McHale's teammates came to help.

In less than 2 minutes of Louis' exit, the two sides launched a fire.

Tomjanovich put his arms around his chest, as if he was not the head coach of the Knicks, and he was hanging up high.

"Only Leader Lu can control this team," Hubby Brown said.

In order not to let the audience misunderstand the NBA, CBS cut into the advertisement in time.

By the time the live footage came back, the conflict had subsided.

The referee gave McHale a technical foul, and the others did not receive any penalties.

The way the Knicks play presents a formula.

In the frontcourt, the defense is dominated by pressing the whole court.

It looks like a murder press, but it's not. If the Lakers can get through this, it's just the beginning.

In positional warfare, they have to face a more complex defense.

The pocket team blocked the penalty area, and the outside shot was not enough threat. The small actions of Angie and other villains on the edge made them angry.

Sometimes, even if they break through, the Knicks' defense is to greet people directly and rudely.

Free throw, free throw, free throw.

The Lakers made 14 free throws in the final four minutes of the first half.

The short four-minute game was played for a full twenty minutes before the first half ended.

"This is the ugliest basketball game I've ever seen!"

"What the Knicks did on the defensive end completely ruined the viewing of the game!"

Chick Hearn lashes out at Knicks approach.

The problem is, they can't say the Knicks are bad.

Because the Knicks are disgusting on the defensive end, they should play tactics and tactics on the offensive end, and score points. Although they are 7 points behind the Lakers, they have been working hard to attack.

The Knicks were incredibly two-sided in those four minutes.

They used the offensive end to prove that if they wanted to, they could play well and play great games, and then, back on the defensive end, they used extremely extreme defense, ugly physical contact and confrontation, and they were so rigid that they didn't even change to force the Lakers to shoot. The pocket formation, as well as the personal attacks that made the Lakers repeatedly angry and sent free throws, proves that they are not willing to play well.

At the end of the first half, Louie got a call from the league.

Not an official phone, to be exact.

It was his friend Garcia Lynn, vice-chairman of the league's disciplinary committee, director and reviewer of the "NBA Entertainment" division.

At this time, Lynn called on behalf of the league and said: "Lu, I know you are angry, but the finals are a big deal~www.novelmt.com~ The whole world is watching your matchup with the Lakers, if we Showing fans a game like this can have a very bad impact on ratings and negotiating TV contracts."

"So, the Knicks should lose tonight's game? I should be so disgusted by the three referees that I can't even eat? Do you really think this method can make the game better?"

"road..."

"I know this has nothing to do with you, and I also want to tell some people through you that it's not my duty to make the game look good, but I usually don't make it too ugly. I only do it when I agree to meddle in the game and let the referee blatantly favor my opponent."

"What else can you ask me to do? If the referee doesn't want you to win at all, there's nothing you can do. However, I found it wasn't the referee who didn't want me to win, it was the people behind the referee who didn't want me to win because they felt that The round series is very popular, and we should play a few more games, so I use this inferior method to affect the game. Okay, I didn't resist, I was expelled by the referee, does it have anything to do with me how the game was played? "

Louie's severe accusation and questioning left Lynn speechless.

"Lu, I know in my position that you shouldn't be asked to do anything, but if you can calm down the players at half-time and let the second half play in an orderly manner... I owe you that. A favor."

"You already owe me a lot, Garcia."

Louie heard footsteps behind him, the **** were coming back.

"If you want to solve this matter, let the person behind you talk to me." Louis sneered, "Whoever makes trouble, whoever is responsible."

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