"Listen, in the next game, I hope we will defend well and not give our opponents a chance."

Vogel is not satisfied with the current state of the Pacers, but George left the game before playing four or five minutes in the first quarter due to two consecutive fouls. It makes sense that he can still fight with his opponents under such circumstances.

"Coach, let me play in the second quarter."

The score in the first quarter failed, which made George a little angry, so he asked for a fight.

Vogel shook his head and said:

"The number of fouls you committed is a bit difficult. You have to wait until the second half of the second quarter before you can play."

Soon the inter-section break ended and the players from both teams took the stage again.

The Pacers still maintained the substitute lineup that performed well in the first quarter, with Hill, Stephenson and Dengtay Jones coming on at the same time, supplemented by Hansbrough and Amandelson.

The Cavaliers replaced the team with a mixed combination of Lu Shanjun, Samuels, Casspi, Alonzoki and Sessions.

Tristan Thompson made a very strong appearance, and the Cavaliers had five rebounds in a row. Fortunately, the shooting percentages of both sides were not high, so the point difference did not widen.

"Substitute!"

Vogel couldn't stand the loss inside, so he replaced West and Collison, preparing to strengthen a wave of offense.

The Cavaliers also replaced Irving and Jamison in response.

However, the Pacers lost their sights terribly and only scored 2 points in nearly 4 minutes.

Although the Cavaliers are also unstable, they can still score piecemeal.

"38-30."

The score difference in the game was slowly widened by the Cavaliers.

"Nitrogen Tomb!"

Vogel looked at the time and saw the last 6 minutes of the first half, and quickly replaced George and Granger.

The defensive intensity has increased, and the Cavaliers' offense has indeed become constipated. However, the Pacers' offense is not much better.

At the end of the half, the Cavaliers still led the home team by 2 points 47-45.

"What are you doing?"

At halftime, Vogel, who returned to the locker room, finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to get angry with everyone on the team.

In the second quarter, the Pacers made 8 of 21 shots and only shot 38.1% from the field. The opponent's Cavaliers made 10 of 23 shots and the hit rate was as high as 43.5%.

"Can't you even protect the rebound?"

Although they clearly had the advantage inside, they fell behind 10-14 in rebounds, which made Vogel, who emphasized defense, even more annoyed.

What annoyed him even more was that he couldn't even find the war criminal with the worst performance, or in other words, the entire team was a war criminal.

"Standing, judging placement, grabbing rebounds, do you still need me to teach you these?"

Even the new assistant coach, who is usually known for his stability, was a little speechless.

Granger wanted to defend something, but he didn't know how to say it. He also played like shit, so he had no nerve to excuse his teammates.

"The opponent has no advantage inside, so why don't we dare to go straight to the inside?"

Vogel gave the team members a death order:

"In the second half, I want to see more determined shots!"

"There is also the defense of the back line. I don't want any of them to get an open chance!"

"clear!"

The walkers nodded and cheered up a little.

At the beginning of the second half, the Pacers decisively replaced their entire starting lineup, as did the Cavaliers.

However, after the coach's instruction, the Pacers played more resolutely. Granger came on the court and asked for the ball from his teammates, preparing for a singles.

Granger feinted a shot, tricking Casspi, and then scored an easy layup.

In the next round, he caught the ball to attract the defense and assisted Hibbert to score, helping the team tie the score.

"49-49."

"Kelly, come on!"

The fans who came to Indiana to support the Cavaliers immediately cheered loudly.

When the score is close, it's time for the team's top star to perform.

Granger found an opportunity again and forced a layup.

"Yeah!"

He was guarded by Irving somewhat exaggeratedly, and the referee next to him immediately blew the whistle.

"Shooting foul, two free throws!"

"What?"

Irving didn't expect that he just stretched out his hand slightly to interfere with his opponent's shot, but was called a foul. He quickly turned to the referee to discuss it.

"You hit someone's arm with your hand, but it's not a foul?"

"Didn't he put it up himself?"

Irving felt like he had taken the biggest blame in the world.

"Haha, I suggest you go back and read the definition of a thug's foul."

If it weren't for the fact that Irving was still a rookie this year, the referee wouldn't want to explain at all.

After Granger high-fived his teammates, he walked to the free throw line.

"Uh-huh."

"Uh-huh."

Easy hit.

"49-51."

The Pacers finally took the lead into their own hands two minutes into the third quarter.

Byron Scott quickly called a timeout.

"Strengthen the defense inside!"

The Pacers' idea of ​​breaking out from the inside is simply obvious. The Cavaliers coach said to Varejao and Jamison inside:

"Only West's inside line of the opponent has the ability to attack independently. Anderson (Varejao) can double-team West when necessary."

"The forwards also help the inside to form a double-team when necessary."

He turned to look at Owen and said:

"In the next few attacks, you have to cooperate with your teammates. If you have the chance, you can go in, but if your teammates have the chance, you have to pass the ball in time."

Irving nodded and followed the coach's advice.

After the timeout, the Cavaliers prepare to attack.

Jamison opened his hand for the ball in the low post, and after receiving the ball, he was ready to hit West alone.

Jamison found an opportunity to dodge his opponent, turned around and made a lowhand layup, but Hibbert, who was 218 centimeters tall, raised his arms high and interfered with the opponent's shot.

"Clang!"

The basketball hit the backboard, then bounced into the basket and bounced up.

"rebound!"

Hibbert relied on his height to turn around and collect the rebound over Varejao's head.

"attack!"

After regaining the lead, the Pacers had room for offensive choices. Seeing the opponent's timely defense, Collison stopped at the top of the arc and turned to Granger, who was following up.

As soon as Hibbert reached the free throw line, Granger used his sturdy body to screen and break through, assisting Hibbert for a layup.

"49-53."

"yes!!"

The Pacers fans at the scene celebrated wildly.

"I have already said that with Danny's strength, he will be able to lead the team back soon!"

A Pacers fan yelled wildly.

The companion next to him ruthlessly exposed his hypocrisy:

"Pull it down, I don't know who was holding it with both hands and whispering just now:"

"What about 'Granger the hot chick, who can't even defeat a knight'?"

"Who said that? Did you say that?"

The speed at which this fan turned his back on the fan surprised everyone.

Vogel looked at the players on the court with satisfaction. The team's offense and defense looked a bit like last season's playoffs, which made him very satisfied.

When he saw George, he was a little brooding.

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