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Chapter 295 Punching Bag* (5/13)

"Wish said that it was his own request to change him in the third quarter because he felt breathless at the time. Is this a matter?"

As soon as the reporter's question came out, he couldn't even hear the breathing sound at the scene.

Kobe and Odom stopped what was at hand and pricked up their ears to listen to what Jackson said.

Wei Xia's words sounded like helping Jackson excuse him, but when you think about it carefully, the logical problem is obvious.

Jackson's response is critical.

"No, that's not true." Jackson's answer made Odom's eyes widen. "The second half was just beginning, and he was always very physically strong. How could he be breathless? The reason why I replaced him was very simple. Steve Nash scored two three-pointers in a row under his defense. He could score so many points in the third quarter. Wish's defense has an unshirkable responsibility. He is a young player. I'll change him to calm down, that's that simple."

In this way, Jackson put the blame on Wei Xia.

The scene was a little quieter, and no matter how many questions the reporters asked were, they were not as amazing as Jackson's words just now.

It’s not that players cannot be criticized, but during the playoffs, a loss was arguing, and publicly criticized rookies who performed well in two consecutive games?

Tomorrow, media and fans around the world will hear how Jackson criticizes Wei Xia. At that time, no matter whether it is right or wrong, the latter will face huge public pressure.

That's what Jackson added.

Kobe smiled, and Odom was surprised and didn't dare to say anything.

The press conference on the sun was quite harmonious.

Regarding the victory in defending the home court, Steve Nash maintained the maximum sober and rationality: "I know how fast the situation can change, and I know that the series will be truly unveiled until you win a away game. I know more about how great the opponent Thunder is. So, we must continue to work hard, keep our focus, play to our strengths, and be clear about the wonderful performance of the second game does not mean that the third game will be smooth, especially in the away game."

As early as in the locker room, Wei Xia heard Jackson's comments from others.

Perhaps outsiders think Jackson is ruthless? He is too mean to him? He has long been used to it.

That is, in the past season, 82 regular season games? 2 playoff games? Jackson has implemented high standards and high requirements for him.

Because Jackson doesn't give him room to make mistakes? So he pursues perfect performance in every game and dare not take it lightly.

His evaluation of Jackson does not have any other ideas? What should I do? That may just be the beginning.

I will return to Los Angeles tomorrow. At the Toyota Center review meeting, there will probably be a bloodier criticism.

"Life is not easy, boy." Sprewell heard about Wei Xia.

Wei Xia packed up his things? By the way, some historical knowledge: "How much did you have to do with coach PJ Carlesimo back then?"

"Take you an example." Wei Xia thought that Kalesimo was far more cruel than Zen master. "If Phil was my coach? He treated me like you, and I would have been strangled to death by me. No one could save him, and I would definitely kill him!"

Wei Xia said complacently: "So, I have a good temper?"

"I can't see your temper." The madman shook his head and sighed that the young generation's blood has disappeared?       Will he not resist after being bullied so much, waiting to be bullied to death?

Wei Xia smiled? He knew why Jackson targeted him, suppressed him, bullied him, and treated him so meanly.

Just because of his origin, who said he was Jim Bass's man?

But?                                                              �

He enjoyed Jackson's displeasure at him, but he had to use his appearance in order to win.

Return to the hotel from the American Airlines Center? On the bus? No one spoke.

Jackson closed his eyes and rested? Kobe listened to the song, and Wei Xia simply enjoyed the night view through the window.

When the bus arrived at the station, he got off directly.

Go back to the hotel room and check the voice text messages as if the last game ended.

If you lose the ball, not many people will leave him a message.

He found the one he wanted to hear the most among the many voice text messages.

From his grandfather Jerry Wayne; "Apply for a deal, Phil Jackson, that stupid speculator, doesn't understand your value at all. Keep staying in the Lakers, you will definitely be buried!"

Wayne, like an older generation coach, has little opinion on Jackson.

Because Jackson coached the greatest stars of the 1990s and 2000s, it is natural to win the championship.

As a coach who has coached in the NBA for many years, he has achieved success, which is true, but has anyone inherited his legacy?

Not to mention the Cardinals, Pat Riley and Larry Brown, they each brought two well-known coaches, Popovich and Jeff Van Gundy. Although Jackson's famous triangular offense was known to everyone in the world, he was the only one who helped him. All the coaches who walked out of him had collapsed before they started their own business.

He can only play the full-level account, cannot bring out his apprentices, and does not know how to build a team.

These are the three main reasons why Wayne looks down on Jackson.

Wei Xia just ignored his grandfather’s comments on Jackson, his voice message explained that the old man also watched the Lakers game at home. Although he kept saying that he would not watch it even if he died, he still watched it for Wei Xia.

Not only did he watch it, he also watched it seriously, otherwise he would not have called Jackson as soon as the game ended.

Wei Xia replied to a voice message, avoiding the main problem, explaining the secondary problem, and then asking for peace and safety, and the matter will be over.

Next, he saw Selinda Swan's voice message.

"If you're ready to talk to me, call me, you can do it anytime."

Wei Xia did have the idea of ​​repairing the relationship a few days ago. He didn't want a relationship to end like this, nor should it end like this. The conceptual problem can be corrected, so why bother to kill with one stick?

However, he lost the ball, especially when he missed the key ball, didn't want to say a word.

He even worried that he would vent the negative emotions of losing on Swan, making things worse.

So, let it go.

He skipped Swan's text message and found his parents' voice message.

"Stay early without replying. Losing is not a bad thing, and you can see your own problems earlier." Wei Mingliang's words are always so transparent.

Mei Chen seemed to have colluded with Wayne: "Your coach is just a bucket, you know that sitting on the sidelines whistling. I don't think he knows basketball at all. Swapping you off in the third quarter is a failure. He is just a self-righteous fool. Apply for a deal, Philip. You really shouldn't give your future to such a person. I think the Celtics are quite suitable for you!"

The last sentence exposed the secret connection between Mei Chen and Wayne.

After simply replying to the text message, Wei Xia went to bed.

Wei Xia had a sad day.

As he lost to Cincinnati Royals in the third game of the series, Auerbach trained the players hard.

That defeat is incredible when you think about it carefully.

The Royals nine scored in double digits and defeated the Celtics with their team.

Team combat is obviously what the Celtics are good at, but they suddenly got killed by this.

In the third battle, the Celtics lost because they were too strong.

Bill Russell made 8 of 20 shots, 18 points and 28 rebounds.

Sam Jones, Tom Heinthorne, and Bob Cusey, made a uniform 10 goals with 25 shots, 25 shots and 17 shots.

Unexpectedly, Cousy performed poorly and made 10 of 17 shots, with a shooting percentage of 58%, and the Celtics didn't win.

Wei Xia wanted to laugh when she remembered Cusi's hit rate, and then she was roared by the Cardinal: "Hongdo, what are you laughing about? Is it funny? Ah? You fucked 3 of 10 last night, and the shooting that Sam and Tommy taught you were all learned from the dog's belly?"

According to the memories, Wei Xia gently responded: "I didn't shoot last night..."

"That's even more fuckingly!" Auerbach found the punching bag. "Why did you ask me to find a shooting teacher for you, and I told those two old guys to help you train, but you have received the training of the best shooting player in the world but dare not shoot in the game. Are you wasting everyone's time?"

"Yes, it's all John Havlicek's fault!" Wei Xia said to herself, making her teammates unanimously believe that his mind was in trouble today.

Auerbach was also worried that he would cause psychological problems to curse people, so he controlled his temper and turned his head toward Heinthorne, who was still smiling, and gave him a irritable output.

Damn, compared to the rookie who is 3 of 10, this old smoker who is 10 of 25 is more fucking damn!

"You laugh at you*#@!..."

The scene was very chaotic at one point, which made Wei Xia want to find a place to fall asleep and play in the Pure Black World.

But he couldn't fall asleep in the Celtic training hall in the 1960s. The environment was too harsh, so he gave up.

Seeing Heinthorne being brutally scolded by Auerbach, he could still laugh and nodding because he admitted his mistake. Wei Xia deeply felt how important it was to have a punching bag in the team.

Otherwise, Auerbach would have to live twenty years less.

How can you not be so stumped if you hold so much anger in your heart?

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