The rest is just noise

"Are you fucking awake?!"

Ranbir yelled at Sampson, which was unexpected.

Sampson didn't expect Laimbeer to get angry at him. They played so poorly in the second quarter. Everyone is responsible, but he must be the one who bears the least responsibility.

He worked hard enough on both offense and defense. Every time he got the ball, he was defended by at least two or three Knicks players.

Even though he was double-teamed when he got the ball, he didn't make any mistakes and successfully passed the ball to his open teammates.

He created opportunities, discovered opportunities, and passed the ball accurately. The only thing he didn't do right was that he couldn't use his thoughts to pass those balls into the basket.

Is Laimbeer going to blame him for those passes?

"Bill, calm down," Sampson said.

"Calm down? When did you fucking tell me to calm down!" Laimbeer roared with a green face: "Larry is injured, Isiah is useless tonight! To defeat the Knicks, who do you think we should rely on?

Doesn’t it still have to fucking depend on you? But look at what the fuck you’re doing, you’re fucking passing the ball, you’re fucking passing the ball all the time. You think you’re taking a lot of fucking chances, but

We losers didn't make the ball, and then you can just slap your fucking ass and take the blame? What a joke, you are the fucking MVP! You and Larry make two million a year, and our team

Many people here get less money than you. The team gives you two million every year, but they don’t let you pass the ball here like a coward! You should focus all the fucking balls.

In your own hands, let us, this bunch of losers, get the hell out of your way! Then you go and fucking kill them!!"

Sampson pushed Ranbir away with a stern face and said coldly: "You don't need to tell me this truth, you...fuck you."

"Has anyone counted? How many times did that evil dog say 'fuck' just now? Can't he be a quality person like me?" Louis complained, "This man's cultivation is really fucking worrying.

ah."

Louis performed the real-life version of "laughing at fifty steps and laughing at a hundred steps", and Zhao Yuanzheng was responsible for bringing Louis back to the players.

"Coach, I think Ralph is going to start attacking."

"I see it's time for Boston to lose."

Louis said.

What he said was surprising.

Everyone looked at him, wondering what this meant.

"Normally, after Ranbir's evil dog motivates Ralph with 12 fucking words, Ralph will have a big explosion." Louis laughed, "And I believe K.C will be happy to see him.

Exploded. But I have the habit of ruining the plot."

Louis smiled and said: "If Ralph can't catch the ball, it's useless to have fighting spirit."

Tomjanovich listened carefully to what Louis said, and said with a look of disbelief: "I really admire you. In that situation, you actually had the mood to count how many damn things Ranbir said."

"I can't help it, that vicious dog scolded so freely that my DNA was moved." Louis thought of the days and nights he scolded Ewing.

Time is gone forever.

On the other side, the commentators tried to predict what would happen after Laimbeer angrily criticized Sampson.

Everyone wants to dance the prophet, and the two commentators in the CBS national broadcast have the best stage.

"I've called so many NBA games, but this is the first time I've seen players on the same team criticize their teammates with so many curse words that need to be silenced." Dick Stockton turned to his partner.

, "Billy, what do you think?"

Cunningham tried to create a sense of excitement for himself, saying, "Dude, I've seen this."

"Dick, do you know who Ralph reminds me of in the second verse? Wilt."

"The one who quit?"

"Yes, although the time was short, Ralph did behave like Wilt at a critical moment. He knew clearly that he was capable of changing the situation, but he chose to pass the ball and let his teammates take the responsibility."

"Just now, Bill Laimbeer played the role of Alex Hannum (Alexander Hannum). In order to correct Wilt's mistakes, Alex even wanted to duel with Wilt, which ultimately won

Wilt's respect helped the 76ers end the Celtics dynasty. Ironically, the problem between Alex and Wilt was that Wilt took up too much of the ball and was unwilling to pass the ball to activate his teammates.

Laimbeer's anger towards Ralph was that he passed the ball too much and refused to take responsibility."

"After this, though, everything will resume and I'm sure Ralph will be the 'Mr. One' we all know by the time the pause is over."

This game is watched by more than 7 million Americans.

Cunningham predicted in front of 7 million people: "The resurgent Ralph is a problem that the Knicks cannot solve. We will see a legendary reversal!"

Then, everyone saw the Knicks lineup.

Wilson, Cooper, Stevens, Seeley, Ewing.

"Oh my God! Little Lou really knows how to pick the time!" John Most said worriedly, "The notorious murder press is coming!" "It just happens to be this time!"

The reason Mostert and others are worried is simple.

Isiah Thomas sat off the court, and Bird also rested.

How can Ainge and others break the Knicks' press?

What's more, tonight's referee is Dick Bavetta, who has had conflicts with many senior Celtics players!

It was a brutal fight in the first round.

The Knicks let Ewing wait in the backcourt, Selly stood in the midfield like a spider web, and the other three people pressed in the frontcourt.

In less than three seconds, Harper was knocked to the ground.

Basketball is also out of control.

The ball was about to fly out of bounds, but Stevens bravely rushed out and saved the ball back into the hands of his teammates.

Wilson stood still on the weak side and shot a three-pointer.

"Whoosh!"

41 to 23

"18 points difference! The Knicks' defense is crazy!"

K.C and Auerbach, along with the fans at the scene, put pressure on the referee.

They were really going crazy with Bavetta.

Then, the Knicks' defense was fierce but not dirty, tight but not tight.

They avoided all contact that could have been called a foul.

Using physical confrontation, wingspan, strength, and tacit cooperation, he intercepted the Celtics' ball.

Moments like this remind Bostonians of the horror of a murderous press.

No one understands this defense better than the Celtics.

The murder press was originally created to deal with the Celtics.

Within two minutes, the score difference was stretched to 23 points.

The Celtics had no choice but to request the second timeout of the second quarter.

"Next, they will definitely replace Isiah Thomas."

Louis said with a smile.

Let alone those who don't know him, even those who know him shudder when they see this smile.

Louis called out Dale Ellis and replaced John Salley.

"Dale, although you are a member of the pressing team, your task is not to participate in the pressing. Of course, you need to defend, but you only need to defend as usual. In addition to defending, what you have to do is to ambush

In the frontcourt, once our people grab the ball, they will pass it to you as soon as possible." Louis looked at the scorer, "In this case, every three-pointer you make is possible.

Kill this game. Let everyone see your true strength!"

Ellis came on stage with a grateful heart.

In his eyes, Louis is like a family member. Because in an era when all coaches regarded the three-point shot as a heresy, Louis embraced his characteristics and made his three-point shot an accepted and feared one.

arms.

Louis was kind to him, and he could never repay him no matter what he did.

If Louie's greatest wish is to defeat the Celtics, he will devote all his strength to it.

He regrets the things he did off the court.

He completely destroyed his relationship with Louis. When Louis accepted his apology before the trade was finalized and gave him another chance, he decided that no matter what...he would repay Louis in the playoffs no matter what.

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If Laimbeer is the player who the Celtics least want to lose to the Knicks in this game.

As for the Knicks, the one who showed that they least wanted to lose to the Celtics was definitely Ellis.

He didn't listen to Louis. Louis told him to defend normally as usual, stabilize his hand, and regard shooting three-pointers as his first priority.

He didn't do that.

He regarded himself as a member of a murderous pressing team, pressing like crazy and committing two fouls in one minute.

Unlike members of the Murder Squad, he had no special training.

So he doesn't know how to avoid fouling in this situation.

That kind of anxious defensive action stunned Louis.

"If you make yourself foul out and leave the game without even making a three-pointer, I can't forgive you!" Louis yelled.

Isiah Thomas worked like a chicken, breaking through the Knicks' backcourt blockade, rushing to the frontcourt, and forcing Ewing's body for a layup.

"Isn't this a foul?" Auerbach yelled.

Bavetta ignored them.

Ewing picked up the ball and threw it forward.

Wilson received the long pass and without stopping, passed the ball directly to Ellis on the outside.

Ellis, who had already tried his best on defense, completed the entire shooting process. The Celtics' help defense also came in front of him, but it was useless.

He forced the shot against the defense.

"Uh-huh!!!"

This bloody scene made Louis' blood pressure rise by more than ten degrees.

After hitting the ball, Ellis looked towards the audience.

The always silent assassin roared loudly: "I want to kill the Celtics!!!"

If Louis were to rate all the goosebump moments he has ever experienced in his life, Dale Ellis's roar would get at least 99 points.

Louis was so excited that he couldn't even speak.