Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

At this time, the players in the Garden became a carnival. The fans inside and outside the court were really crazy, and it was almost the same on the court. Just after the game, everything went into chaos... Pierce and Garnett beat each other and got beaten, surrounding the court. They ran all the way, even though their noses were bruised and their eyes were swollen, they were still very happy. Fortunately, Li Shengli rested for a while and came over to call people to leave. Garnett and Pierce both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, go away Artest, Mr. Li shouted that you are going home!" Pierce rubbed half of his swollen and blue face, and Li Shengli came over. He and Garnett finally no longer had to run for their lives.

"Li, finally... finally let us win the championship!" Garnett seemed to have been beaten even worse and walked up to give Li Shengli a hug.

"Okay, just be happy and you'll be fine!" Li Shengli also hugged Garnett and said with a frown: "Go and see if Shaq is okay, don't get hurt, and... you and Paul, congratulations It’s you two!”

"Uh, Boss Li, um... I have to say it first, we are playing fair, you can't... I mean, you can't retaliate against us in the future, not only the Lakers but also..." Pierce glanced at A Test and Crotty, who was also assisting him, looked quite ugly.

"Paul, what nonsense are you talking about!" Garnett pushed Pierce and cursed, feeling that Pierce underestimated Li Shengli. As his first team leader when he first entered the league, he even felt that he knew Li Shengli better than O'Neal... no less. If the black hands don't play dirty, everyone is safe.

"Lee, let's not talk about Shaq. You are not the same yet. I think... you should go back and take a rest first. Shaq and I will go to Greenville to find you in a while!"

"Let's talk about it. I have something to do during the offseason. Okay, everyone, get out!"

Li Shengli said a few words to Garnett, and after that... the two groups who had just finished the fight shook hands and hugged each other to leave. The atmosphere was very strange, but everyone thought it was nothing at this time, because it was the same last year, and it basically became The customs and routines after winning the finals, and even the fans regard this fight as an integral part of the finals.

…

When we returned to the locker room, no one spoke.

If you win, you can talk nonsense for three days and three nights, but if you lose... everyone doesn't know what to say. Kobe's disappointment is all on his face, and Artest's mood is more complicated, and he even feels that he was killed by O'Neal's free throw. It was his fault, but Li Shengli knew his teammates needed to calm down, so he didn't speak.

During this period, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Thompson, and Baylor called to comfort themselves, as did Mourning, Kidd, and Curry, including Malone, Stockton, and even head coach Jerry Smith. Long, no one is joking at this time, and no one knows how to joke. On the contrary, Li Shengli is the one who enjoys it the most.

"Are you okay?" Li Shengli pushed Kobe.

"No, I just feel... it's a pity. We can obviously win."

"Blame me, it's my problem in the end!" Artest felt regretful and wanted to kill someone, but Kobe didn't say anything. Crotty patted him and looked at Li Shengli.

"Okay, don't blame yourself. No one blames you, and I really don't blame you!" After Li Shengli finished speaking, he glanced at all his teammates and continued: "Damn it, just cheer up, it's not like this I haven’t lost a game, just keep playing next season. Next season...I want everything, everything, everything. I won’t leave even a hair on O’Neal’s side!”

"Ahem...that's the next best thing!" Kobe coughed dryly and said, "Lee, look at the Celtics lineup. I think we still have to talk to West. It will still be difficult to win without reinforcements next season. , I’m talking about the power forward position.”

Kobe said something, and Green on the side looked a little embarrassed. After this game, he was not only physically tired, but also mentally tired. I don't blame Kobe for being outspoken, because that is the fact. He is the Lakers' starting power forward and it is West. An outcome that no one can choose.

"Okay, if you lose today, you can't blame Ron. If you want to blame it, blame me. I... I really can't beat the horse. I've dragged everyone down. I think I... can't fight anymore."

"Green, I'm not talking about you!" Kobe explained.

"It doesn't matter, I know, it's time for me to leave here!"

"Retire?! Don't make trouble, brother, you have worked very hard! And to be honest, if we reach your stage, few people will be able to match you. You can rest assured now and persist a little longer. I will definitely let you retire with glory next season, don’t talk about this again!”

"Okay, I can't beat my old bones anymore. Do you want me to retire injured? Please... I also want to get married and have children."

"Ah? Are you getting married?"

"Is the last active spinster in the league getting married?"

"Who is your wife? She is so charming. Why don't we know her after we have been fighting for a year?"

"Get out, you... you bunch of little bastards, get out of here!" Green blushed. All his teammates laughed and asked about the matter, and the atmosphere in the locker room became much better.

Li Shengli looked at his teammates gossiping about Green, an old virgin, and immediately became active. He couldn't help cursing in his heart... Who are these people? Were these bastards just pretending to be depressed? almost.

…

After a little adjustment in Boston, the Lakers army that lost today finally rushed back to Los Angeles.

In the following days of Boston's carnival, O'Neal indeed won the Finals MVP. He was very proud of himself for the entire season. The Lakers returned to Los Angeles the next afternoon... because they didn't play for a long time after that, Wes Li Shengli and Phil Jackson were invited to sit in the general manager's office again.

In the previous general manager's office, Li Shengli was always with Harris, but this time it was Phil Jackson. Even compared to the frustration of the players, Phil Jackson was the one who suffered the most... It was not him who won the three consecutive championships. It was him who led the team, but he was the one who led it when someone ended the three consecutive championships. This was so ugly. It felt like even the plain water that West handed him tasted bitter when he drank it.

"Phil, what's your expression!" West teased.

"Nonsense, do you think I can be in a good mood?" Phil Jackson rolled his eyes, sat up on the sofa and looked at the ceiling.

"By the way, where's Kobe? Why didn't he come?"

"This kid must be in love, right? Ask Li, he will definitely know!"

"Ask me?" Li Shengli also lay on the sofa side by side with Phil Jackson and said: "Why are you asking me? This is not working time, how can you interfere with Kobe's personal affairs? If Phil hadn't dragged me here, I wouldn't have You’re happy to come here, why are you here, sum up your experience of failure?”

"You really know how to joke!" West touched his head and smiled: "It's a pity, you didn't earn my money."

"Damn, are you seducing me? Are you trying to make me angry?" Li Shengli sat up suddenly, startling Phil Jackson next to him, but West seemed quite happy.

"Okay, I called you here just to talk about the new season. If you have any ideas for the future, let us communicate in advance."