Nba: I'm Really Not A Hexagon Fighter!

It didn't even occur to him to kill Martin.

He and Parsons fought hard, shamelessly double-teaming Su Lang.

Su Lang still can't be restrained!

Old Tang on the sideline shook his head speechlessly.

The Rockets really have no background.

However, any team with an outside defensive gate will not allow Su Lang to play so easily.

It is true that the double-teaming of two people will have a certain effect.

But also look at who is double-teaming Su Lang.

One is the defensive loophole Martin! One is rookie Parsons!

Relying on this to limit Su Lang, you guys are too contemptuous of people!

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If Old Tang were to coach the Rockets, Old Tang would definitely change tactics immediately.

But the Rockets coach McHale is obviously a coach who is not very sensitive to tactics.

He is best at chicken soup culture! Instill some bloody chicken soup for the players!

In order to achieve the purpose of promoting the operation of the team.

Until the end of the second quarter, McHale did not change his tactics.

58:76!

At the end of halftime, the score was fixed here.

Thanks to Old Tang's water release tactics.

In the second half of the second quarter, the defensive pressure felt by the Rockets was greatly reduced.

The most obvious is Scola at the basket. When Dayao does not assist in the defense,

Gibson really has no way to stop Scola.

In this way, the Rockets narrowed the point difference to 18 points!

After the point difference narrowed, it was as expected by Old Tang.

The Rockets have rekindled hope!

As if we were ok?

Do you want to call again?

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Inside the Rockets locker room.

All the players sat in their seats.

Coach McHale stands in the very center.

"Everyone be quiet!"

McHale looked at the crowd and said.

The Rockets players looked over one after another.

"You know what! Before coming to the Rockets, my friends told me! Don't come!"

"Because the Rockets are a mess! His back has been broken!"

McHale said earnestly.

"And after I came here, it was indeed the same as what my friend said!"

"So I directly chose the strong man to break his wrist! I traded all the old players before!"

"That's why you are what you are now!"

McHale paused here.

Everyone on Team Rocket stared at him.

McHale is very satisfied with this atmosphere, which proves that the players are listening to him seriously.

"So I'm going to take you guys and put the Rockets back on their feet again!"

"This is a feat that can be recorded in history!"

"Everyone of you here! You can become a star of the Rockets in the future!"

"In the land of Houston, you can enjoy countless flowers and applause. When you go out to eat, you don't have to pay the bill! When you go out to play, you don't need tickets! Wait!"

"Can you imagine that scene?

McHale became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally opened his hands, and then looked at everyone.

The breath of the team members below has begun to become hurried.

Obviously, the scene McHale described was what they dreamed of.

For an nba athlete!

Except for that damn championship trophy! The greatest honor is to be respected by a city!

For example, Kobe in Los Angeles, the old driver in Dallas, Su Lang in Golden State and so on!

Now McHale tells them that there is a chance that such a feat can be achieved.

And what McHale said is well-founded and well-founded!

How can this make them not tempted!

"Blow up the Warriors! Win the game!"

"We're going to come back in the second half! We can definitely do it!"

"Isn't it just 18 points! It's just six three-pointers! I can do it!"

...

Everyone in the Rockets instantly became excited.

McHale looked at this, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that this bowl of chicken soup should have worked!

"Everyone, don't get excited! Calm down first!"

McHale stretched out his palm and gave it a false press.

Everyone fell silent instantly.

"In the first quarter, we played badly! This is indeed an unforgivable thing!"

"But the good news is that we played really well in the second half of the second quarter!"

"So next, we must stick to the rhythm in the second half of the second quarter! Steadily narrow the point difference further!"

McHale said slowly.

The people in the audience nodded their heads,

"Okay! Everyone, take a good rest! The second half is the time to witness miracles!"

McHale said with a big wave of his hand.

The Rockets dispersed and returned to their positions.

Here Scola looked sad.

Finally made up his mind, and then walked to McHale.

"Coach! I have some ideas and want to talk to you!"

Scola said.

McHale looked up at Scola, and then motioned Scola to go outside.

The two walked out of the locker room one after the other. ,

"whats the matter?"

McHale looked at Scola with a smile.

"Su Lang scored 60 points in the first half!"

Scola stared at McHale and said.

"so what?"

McHale said indifferently.

Scola gritted his teeth seeing this.

"I mean the purpose of the Warriors, is it Mr. Wilt Chamberlain's record?"

Scolaso ​​directly expressed his concerns.

"100 points?"

McHale looked at Scola with a smile.

"Do you think it's possible? A character like Wilt! There won't be one in half a century!"

"If I'm not wrong, there should already be a problem with Su Lang's physical fitness!"

"So you don't have to worry about this problem at all!"

McHale continued.

"But……"

Scola wanted to go on.

"There is nothing wrong with it! 100 points is absolutely impossible! And I still have a tactic of pressing the bottom of the box! Don't worry!"

McHale waved his hand and interrupted Scola.

Then McHale turned and pushed open the locker room door.

Obviously wanting to end the conversation.

Scola looked at McHale helplessly, and finally turned around and walked into the locker room.

With the lessons learned from the first half.

Scola has no hope for the bottom-of-the-box tactics that McHale said.

And McHale is an extremely self-centered guy.

Scola knew that the other party couldn't listen to what he said now!

Oh~

Scola, who returned to his seat, sighed helplessly.

There was one more thing he didn't tell McHale.

That was the game in the second half of the second quarter, which always revealed some weirdness.

Scola also has a bold guess.

But McHale didn't give him a chance to explain.

Scola had no choice but to put this conjecture in his heart.

Scola sighed again.

Hope my guess is wrong!

Otherwise, the backbone that the Rockets have not yet established will be interrupted again!

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