: The tiger leaves the gate

"Don't provoke fans, don't just ask the referee to get a technical foul if you're fine, don't change my tactical arrangements without authorization. If you can guarantee that you can do this, you can prepare to play."

The situation on the field has completely turned to the Pistons. Although Rivers is still a little expectant, it seems that if no changes are made, the Celtics will be beaten to death by others.

So now Rivers is bent with his old waist, standing in front of Chen Feng, and saying word by word.

"No problem, I guarantee it will be done." Chen Feng's head was lit like a chicken pecking at the food.

Thibodeau looked at this scene that looked a bit like coaxing a child, and he couldn't help laughing.

This is not that Rivers is so loving, nor that Chen Feng is so innocent, but this kid is really too worry-free, so he can only treat him like this, otherwise he might cause you some trouble.

But he also knew that Chen Feng said that there was no problem, but once he came on stage, no one could control him.

Just like the first two games, you will never know what the kid is thinking about.

"If you do something wrong again, I will immediately push you back to the bench! This is no joke!"

Although Rivers knew that such a warning was not very deterrent, it could only support the scene.

After all, he is also the head coach no matter how much he says he is. If he doesn't even have such a little authority, it would be a loss.

But this deterrent force is somewhat useful to others, but it may not be of great effect for Chen Feng.

After Rivers finished saying these words, no matter how he saw that the smile that faintly appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth seemed a little bit cunning, but now it's like this, he can only throw this kid on the court.

Even if you try your luck, you have to fight. No one can stand being stabbed by a soft knife like this.

The score has been widened to 24:11. If you don’t want to fall behind 20 in the first quarter, Rivers must increase the team’s offensive firepower, even in order to save some face.

After all, even if Jefferson can handle it, it is not realistic to want him to take all the inside of the Pistons. Tony Allen is still a drawl player, and his scoring stability is always not accurate.

When West met an old fried dough stick like Billups, he almost got led away by someone.

It would be better to expect him to interfere with Billups' ball control rhythm.

Of course, even this task was not smooth, West did not complete it well. This guy's expression was almost a sign of mental illness, and his face was full of anxiety and depression.

"Maybe it's time to consider calming West down." Rivers watched the game while pondering the abilities of his current team members, after all, the season is still very long.

Although West was able to enter the starting lineup last season, after having Rondo this season, his condition has obviously declined, especially in the offensive organization, where unnecessary mistakes often occur.

There may be a sense of oppression when facing competition, but I have to say that compared to Rondo's calmness, West often seems to be a bit frizzy like a newcomer.

As a point guard, calmness is the first priority, not to mention that Rondo has the advantage in terms of mistakes.

In addition to being a little abnormal when he was with Kidd, Rondo's performance was more stable most of the time.

After calling for a timeout again, Rivers also made personnel adjustments, and West had to calm down on the bench for a while. Rondo's task was very simple, and he had to limit Billups.

Rivers didn't expect much to do this task. After all, it was an old fox that had been through the finals. As long as Rondo could interfere with him, it would be thankful.

As for Szebiak, who scored only second only to Pierce in the previous games, even Scala Brian, who was sitting on the bench, was worried for him, and this guy couldn't find any touch at all.

Moreover, with a gibbon like Prince staring around him, he was the god-man who could hold back Kobe at the beginning. Szebiak himself alone would definitely not be able to deal with such a defensive madman who was accompanying him like a shadow.

The ball that Szebiak finally made was completed by stepping on the three-point line. Whether it was a three-pointer or a breakthrough, Prince kept him tightly and couldn't move.

If a pitcher practices catching the ball, don't expect him to still shoot and score.

Pierce was so anxious that he almost pulled off the suit on his body and put it on the battlefield. The only thing left is Jefferson to play a role in the firepower point of the Celtics.

Perkins is basically an inside player with no attack power. It is already very difficult for him to carry Mohammed, who is one end taller than him, and he still wants to score? Unless this guy has learned the skills of Shadow Cluster.

Rondo replaced West, Chen Feng replaced Perkins. Before these players with a little dull expression were about to take the field, Rivers said, "You guys, learn to play courage here!"

Courage, this is also the reason why Rivers asked Chen Feng to play. He did not expect this kid to increase his offensive firepower, but he hoped that this fierce little madman would have the courage to fight with the opponent!

You can be beaten to death, but you must not be scared to death! Fight! Even if the opponent is at the championship level!

There were two minutes left in the first quarter, so the Pistons did not rotate, and Sanders' idea was quite simple, relying on his starting players to open the score as much as possible in the first quarter.

After taking control of the situation, everything was easy. In order to erase the memories left by Larry Brown as much as possible, Sanders could only do something about whether the game was good or not.

After all, he couldn't really do major surgery on the lineup. The Pistons fans couldn't get sand in their eyes. Those guys were not used to anyone's faults.

If he makes some small moves behind his back, then those blue-collar workers will definitely make him understand what non-violent non-cooperation means.

Strengthening the offense on maintaining the existing lineup is the only thing Sanders can do, and winning all the first four games also gave him enough confidence.

However, Rivers' personnel adjustment also made Sanders subconsciously raise his eyebrows, "It seems that the Celtics have only such a little ability after losing Pierce. Have you admitted defeat?"

But before Sanders could think about Rivers' intentions, he heard a sound of gasping in the crowd of fans. When he turned around, the score had been chased by two points.

Although the Pistons still led 24:13, less than five seconds passed after the timeout!

"Damn it! What's going on! How can the opponent score so easily? Did that fool Mohammed lose his defensive position again? " Sanders dared not act rashly against the old team who once won the championship, but he still dared to pinch the dispensable guy like Mohammed.

"It was that guy who scored two points in the inside and Mohamed couldn't hold him up." The main coach reminded Sanders next to him, but even he was a little dazed just now.

Because everything happened too quickly, Jefferson received a pass from Rondo, and then did not take the ball with his own force, and actually passed the ball. He leaned back and pushed Mohammed away, and then wiped the board with his left hand and scored very easily. The entire offensive process was so smooth that it was a bit dazzling.

No wonder Rivers yelled loudly on the sidelines. He didn't have the chance to experience this refreshing feeling in the first ten minutes, but this attack was indeed very beautiful.

Careful? Maybe, Sanders and the assistant coach have this idea in their minds at this moment. Maybe it was just an accident, just a relaxation after leading by more than ten points.

The Pistons' counterattack, Hamilton's shot failed to get into the basket, and the high-rising basketball was also captured by the newly-playing bald boy, which made Sanders a little unhappy.

But Sanders soon stood on the sidelines from his seat, because the Celtics' counterattack was outrageous. Rondo's dribble failed to bypass Billups's marking, but it did not prevent him from assisting again.

Szebiak failed to score a three-pointer, but the falling basketball was caught by the bald boy again, and a one-handed dunk came directly in the air, and the basketball stand was also shaken fiercely by him.

At this moment, Mohammed had not even been able to retreat to the three-second zone to defend. At this moment, Sanders felt his eyelids twitching and twitching.

Who is that guy? Sanders already felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

But Rivers, who was on the sidelines, had already grasped the tactical board in his hand. He did not roar in a low voice, but at this moment he was already applauding his choice.

That kid is fearless, that is the tiger that has been out of the gate. Even if his opponent is a group of fierce lions, this kid dares to go to the inside to make a comeback!

Keep doing this! Boy! Maybe you can let those people know you from this moment...

Chen Feng did not have the same provocation of his opponents as in the previous few games, and even after two attacks, he did not have the iconic roar. He just completed the attack simply and neatly.

Then, turned around and left, watching the score narrow again, 24:15, the previous double-digit lead had been shortened to nine points.

No one heard Chen Feng's psychological voice at this moment. He wanted to use such continuous attacks to erode the opponent's advantage as soon as possible. He was not so crazy that he thought he could win five at one time.

The best way is to shorten the gap as soon as possible, and it can also prevent the other party from continuing to be so calm.

Chen Feng was just holding his body down at this moment and staring at the guys in blue team uniforms in front of him.

"Is this a championship-level team? Then let me see where you are great."

An urge to gush in the blood vessels made Chen Feng feel hot all over.

It was a desire to fight...
Chapter completed!