The Rest, Only Noise

Chapter 882 Is this team really impossible to beat?

Louis took the dream team to Europe while training and vacationing to prepare for the Olympics.

In the United States, the rebuilding of the Knicks coaching staff is also in rapid progress.

Elgin Baylor continued to communicate with Louis on this matter.

First Louis recruited another acquaintance, Tom Thibodeau.

Louie knew Thibodeau was a defensive assistant, and after losing Jeff Van Gundy and Billy Donovan in a row, the coaching staff was in desperate need of a defensive specialist, and Thibodeau came at the right time.

There is also a surprise.

It was recommended by his assistant coach on the Dream Team, K.

Little K recommends his Duke protege, Quin Snyder, to Louie.

Snyder was born in 1966. After graduating from Duke, due to his limited personal talent, he failed to enter the professional circle, so he became a teaching assistant.

Although Xiao K intends to let him come to Duke as an assistant coach, he wants to develop in the professional circle.

Hearing that Louis was recruiting assistants, and knowing that Louis had no strict requirements on the age of assistants, he recommended Snyder.

Snyder is a very good candidate for Louie, who he knows will become the Jazz head coach in the future.

However, he is too young now, and whether he has the ability to become a full-time assistant coach needs to be tested, so Louis can only give him a trainer contract.

Snyder therefore did not immediately agree.

As the best coach in professional basketball, many coaches who want to enter this field hope to climb the big tree of Louis.

Since 1985, Louis has had three assistant coaches in other teams as head coaches.

It's an intriguing indicator, no matter what influence Louie wields in it.

Young Snyder agreed without much thought.

A few days before leaving Monte Carlo, the tragic division suddenly proposed to play a real quality match.

"Imagine what if we played seriously at the All-Star Game?"

Wilson thought it would be interesting and agreed immediately.

Others followed suit.

As a result, the two sides formed two camps with the Tragic division and Jordan, Bird and Wilson as the main teams, and it was up to the players to decide which side to join.

In the 12-man roster, except for Laettner, there is no useless player.

Wilson accepted Laettner, which gave their opponents a higher-quality sixth man (Malone).

Both teams have a coach.

Tragic's blue team coach is K Jr., while Wilson's white team coach is P-J Callesimo.

Louie, a melon eater, didn't realize he was going to be one of several spectators at the greatest game in basketball history.

First, the blue team members: Tragic, Jordan, Ewing, Barkley, Thomas, Malone.

Followed by the white team members: Wilson, Robinson, Sampson, Bird, Laettner, Pippen.

The blue team's backup is Thomas, and the white team's backup is Laettner.

Seeing Thomas as a substitute, Louie said amusingly, "Isiah, why are you also a supporting role here?"

Thomas responded with a smirk, "I don't care."

In order to hold the match smoothly, the Dream Team hired a referee from Italy locally.

In addition to the Italian referee, there is also the interim referee Tomjanovich.

These two were like the audience on the sidelines, completely unaware that their lives would suddenly become difficult in the next 40 minutes.

Zhao Yuanzheng held the camera as usual.

He was like everyone else, completely unaware of what he was shooting.

The Italian referee stood between Ewing and Robinson and threw the ball into the air. Robinson touches the ball first and points it to White teammate Pippen.

As a result, Jordan grabbed the ball and passed it to teammate Barkley. After a few ferocious dribbles, Barkley cut through Wilson and Bird for a layup. Wilson grabbed Barkley's wrist, the whistle blew, and the ball went to the basket.

"Benj, this defense can't even defend me!"

Louie stood on the sidelines and shouted. On this morning, the arena stands were empty. But Louie wants to create the atmosphere of the game, because he wants the blue team and the white team to have a real fight.

Wilson took a towel from Laettner's hand to wipe the sweat.

It was so humid in the arena that everyone seemed to be sweating with alcohol from the previous night.

Barkley made a free throw.

The greatest basketball game of all time begins here, but from start to finish, no one will cheer them on.

Wilson and the tragic confrontation directly.

Wilson took the ball to the backcourt, and heard the tragic man shout: "Be positive, show your real skills and let these guys see who is stronger!"

It's a long-lost feeling for the tragic man, and he can finally play a meaningful game as the team's leader.

Even if the tragic has understood that this is the team of Wilson and Jordan, he often subconsciously regards himself as the boss. If someone has a bad attitude in training, he will scold them on the spot. Although many people came to Monte Carlo with vacation ideas in mind, the tragic and others assured Louie that no one would take their training seriously.

The smell of gunpowder first appeared when Sampson took the ball high.

Ewing tries to challenge Sampson.

He has never challenged successfully, and this time was no exception.

But he heard Jordan yell, "Get him, Patrick!"

As a result, Sampson made a pull-up jumper and said to Jordan through Ewing: "Michael, tell you a secret, no one has ever been able to handle me."

Malone singled out Bird on the left post, but his shot was hampered by Sampson's defense and missed.

Wilson grabbed the rebound. At the other end of the field, he broke through directly on the right flank, and Ewing, who was defending him, bumped him roughly with the shoulder.

"You and I are not teammates here!"

Ewing flexed his muscles at Wilson as if he didn't understand the situation.

"Patrick, there's no need to be reckless." The tragic teacher educated his teammates like a mentor.

Wilson just stood up, his expression as if he had changed.

Louie could see that Wilson was "awakened" by Ewing in his own way.

It was the "boy next door" Benj who was playing on the court just now, and now it is the "Conqueror" Wilson who broke the hearts of the Celtics, Lakers and Trail Blazers.

After the foul ball came in, Wilson dribbled the ball directly behind, squeezed past Jordan and the Tragic defense, and rushed inside. Like all leaders, dunked against Ewing's body.

In an instant, the Italian referee's whistle blew. No one knew why he whistled, probably not even himself.

But the tragic protester violently protested to the Italians: "Where the **** is this foul?"

This is a confrontation, and the referee will not embarrass them. Therefore, the tragic division successfully protested, and the foul was withdrawn by the referee.

This is the magic of the tragic master, he is very good at influencing the referee with his aura and words.

"Where is there no foul?" As an opponent, Bird asked the referee, "The one just now was obviously a defensive foul!"

The Italian referee wanted to dig a hole and bury himself, but the game had to go on.

"I've watched a lot of Lakers games, and I'm sure Erwin has a special ability, as long as he protests, the referee's decision will be in his favor," Carlesimo told Luis.

"That's why he couldn't beat us and Boston in the finals." Louis said heartily, "because the referee listens to me more, and Boston doesn't care who the referee listens to. Fist hard is the truth."

A minute later, Wilson's defense forced out a Tragic error.

He hit the frontcourt like a gust of wind, but Jordan caught up with the big hat.

But Bird followed, picking up the ball for a layup.

Jordan ignored Bird and stared at Wilson with a chilling air: "This is Game8 between you and me!"

At this time, Wilson, who got along well with him on weekdays, turned into a careless bastard. He said meanly, "Michael, are you bad at math or have a bad memory? Isn't this Game12?"

"Have you forgotten that I kicked you and your team home fishing in just four games in 1988?"

As Wilson walked past Jordan, he stopped abruptly, "Oh, no, it was at your home, and I ruled you at Memorial Coliseum, so you were already at home."

"You stop talking trash." Tomjanovich was really afraid that the two would fight like the finals.

Wilson looked over coldly; "Rudy, do your own thing."

Tomjanovich was startled, Wilson had no respect for him.

He just understood.

Only in front of Louie, Wilson is an obedient good player.

For other coaches ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this is a tough thorn to tame.

Jordan then got serious, shouting for the ball from the Traitor, facing Wilson and responding with a left-wing 3-pointer.

12 to 11

The blue team took the lead with this goal.

After Wilson broke through, he was stopped by Ewing's help defense, made a mistake in a hurry, and the pass was destroyed by Jordan.

Tragic was just about to launch a fast break when Bird blocked him and caused an offensive foul.

"What kind of offensive foul is this?" The tragic master repeated his old trick.

Bird stared at the referee as if he was going to eat a man: "You **** take the penalty back and try it!"

Tomjanovich wanted to give each of them a technical foul, but at this time he could only pretend that he didn't hear anything and left.

"A game of this level..." Zhao Yuanzheng looked around, "It's actually being played in a junk arena with no spectators or even air conditioning?"

Louie looked fascinated, like the blue and white coaches.

This game does not require coaching.

Just hand the game over to the players and they'll give the answers themselves.

Louie believes there is no other country in the world where the Dream Team can play at this intensity.

But in his heart, an inflated ambition is looking ahead to the seemingly impossible.

Is this team really impossible to beat?

Louis asked himself.

The answer is yes.

Even if the best players from other countries in the world are brought together to form a world league, they are still not their opponents.

This answer frustrated Louis.

What's more frustrating for him is that he suddenly finds that he'd rather take a team and beat them than coach this team.

As a result, his frustration doubled.

Because he can't put together a team that can beat them.

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