D'Antoni really didn't expect that an ordinary regular season would have such a big scene, and he didn't expect that Rivers would play so well. He gave himself a fierce attack as soon as the game started.

Originally, D'Antoni thought his opponent would fight him when he came up, but he didn't expect that Rivers had no intention of coming up to play against the Suns at all, but began to fight hard. [bsp;    From the jump ball, the Celtics' defense pursued close combat, and even Pierce chased Marion and kept reaching out to interfere, not to mention a big guy like Perkins who focused on defense.

But what makes D'Antoni feel the most incredible is probably the contest between the two defenders. He didn't expect that Nash would be so worried by a novice who just entered the NBA.

Rondo seemed to have given up his desire to attack and hung himself beside Nash, never leaving him.

In terms of height, Rondo is a little disadvantageous, but this guy has a lower center of gravity and can follow Nash's footsteps well. Moreover, when he turns sharply and stops, Rondo is not at all at all at all.

The two people's weight is not much different, but Rondo's physical fitness is obviously stronger.

This also gave Nash a headache. He was harassed by Rondo more than once, and dribbling became a problem.

Even if the Suns tried every means to provide pick-and-roll cover for Nash, Rondo would still chase him.

Those two long arms were interfering with Nash's possession. If it were someone else, this guy would have been intercepted by the ball. Nash had been using his low center of gravity to get rid of this entanglement.

But Rondo's extremely long arms and wide palms were always putting pressure on Nash.

But I don’t know what Rivers was thinking. He didn’t seem to be planning to make the team members stingy with their physical fitness and just chased them so hard. Not only Nash was entangled, but everyone else also had this experience.

Moreover, such oppressive defense did bring great trouble to the Suns' offense in such a hot atmosphere as North Shore Garden Arena, and D'Antoni's team made continuous unnecessary mistakes.

Less than five minutes into the game, D'Antoni had already called for a timeout, but this timeout did not reverse the Suns' suppressed scene. They had been hit by their opponents three times for a mistake.

Among them, Marion was cut off twice, and Nash's pass also caused problems in cooperating with Bale's running position, which allowed Rondo to seize the opportunity and give Pierce a beautiful assist.

15:6, in just five minutes, the Celtics have widened the gap between the two teams to 9 points.

This made D'Antoni a little unacceptable. After all, the Suns have been playing smoothly in previous games and have never encountered such a difficult situation. Even if they play against the Spurs, they are not like this.

But the Celtics gave them a blow. Rivers's formation and his life-like defensive strength brought huge pressure to the Suns, which caught them off guard.

There was no way. When the game reached the sixth minute, D'Antoni had to ask for a timeout again.

He also knew that if he continued to play like this, his team would be stunned without passing the first quarter.

Even Nash kept shaking his head during the timeout, as if he hadn't recovered from such a fierce pressing from the Celtics. As for the others, he was a little confused.

Marion wiped sweat hard with the towel in his seat. Although it was only five minutes, he was already annoyed enough because even Pierce had lowered his figure and began to fight with him.

Even if this guy Marion is very physically ill, he can't help but be so fierce.

"These guys are crazy." Although the voice was not loud, many people heard this sentence from Marion, and most people felt it a little empathetic.

Crazy, it was really crazy. Those guys in green clothes were like the last madness before the end of the world. Everyone played their life and rushed to the Suns players.

"Damn, my rib bone was also hurt by that guy Tony." Bell, who had always been strong in defense and even Kobe dared to fuck him down, grinned and rubbed his left rib.

Thomas didn't say anything, but he could see that the five or six minutes he had to endure at the basket with Perkins was a lot of money.

Only Stoudemire was holding Gatorade's bottle tightly next to him, looking unhappy.

The 6 points the Suns scored at the beginning were Marion's mid-range jump shot, and the other two were Nash's mid-range shots at a forty-five-degree angle when he couldn't find a suitable pass route.

This has nothing to do with Stoudemire. He got two mobile phone calls in total, and failed to score due to Jefferson's interference, and only got one rebound.

And every time Stoudemire catches the ball or pulls out to cover Nash, he hears overwhelming booing. Those Boston fans almost stand in their seats and curses without using the loudspeaker.

This noisy environment made Stoudemier very annoyed. Even when the timeout was paused, he didn't listen to anything and kept shouting that he couldn't get the ball. It seemed that everyone had a holiday with him.

This also made D'Antoni had to replace this guy, because in less than five minutes, Stoudemire had already committed a foul. If he continued with his temper, he might not be able to hold on for two quarters. Although he was suppressed by the Celtics in the scene, D'Antoni was not dazed yet.

Unlike the depressed expressions of the Suns, when the Celtics returned to the rest area, they all roared and walked back, and their expressions were extremely excited.

Pierce even celebrating with everyone, and he didn't expect that the start would be so perfect.

Only Chen Feng hugged Thibodeau on his shoulder and said, "I'll just say it, if you fight for a desperate attempt, the other party will definitely be beaten to a claw. These guys would never have thought that we would fight them to the beginning."

Rivers and Thibodeau both looked at this evil guy speechlessly, but what Chen Feng said was indeed correct. When he arranged the tactical exercise, the crazy guy said that he had made this suggestion.

But his words were more direct at that time, "Fuck him! I've fought with these grandchildren this time!"

Of course, Rivers is not that idiotic, but Chen Feng's words also made him a little enlightened. Since he decided to fight with his opponent, why not fight to the limit?

Anyway, the strength of the Celtics is also worse than the opponent. So why not let it go and have a desperate wave and suppress the opponent at the beginning! Beat it hard!

Rivers' sudden attack did make D'Antoni scratch his head a little. The atmosphere in the stadium was a bit intense, but now he has caused his opponent to do this for a while, and he is a little depressed.

But D'Antoni is not a fool, either, who can make it into the playoffs for two consecutive seasons.

At this time, he knew that some changes must be made, otherwise the Suns might have a second defeat.

"Boyce, you replace Thomas and pay attention to changing positions with Sean and try to attack the rebounds! Bale, you can rest for a while and let Barbosa go up and rush!"

D'Antoni quickly made a tactical adjustment. Stoudemire didn't get a chance to play, but Banks was thrown on the field by him, and Dior and Barbosa also fought from the bench.

"Since you want to have a close fight, you might as well let me play a big game with you at your speed."

Looking at the excited look of the Celtics players at the moment, D'Antoni was also a little angry.

If you can play like this on defense, then I will let you see how terrifying the league's first firepower is in the offense!

(The second update, it may be updated a little more tomorrow. The Sun is a hot spot for this game, so I may write a little more, try to, okay.)
Chapter completed!