Learning in the NBA can make you a god

Chapter 194 The Quarrel in the North Shore Garden

Because of the loss of this game, Kobe and Li Tian went straight to the player channel after the game ended.

Walking in the player tunnel, the sound of abuse is still one after another.

Everyone was downcast, just like losing to the Spurs in the last round of the series.

"Don't go yet, let's go to practice more." Kobe called Li Tian out.

"Okay, wait for me, let's clean up and go to practice together, Vujacic, do you want to go together?" For this kind of thing, of course, it is most appropriate to invite more people to suffer together.

Without waiting for Vujacic to object, he put his arms around his neck and pulled Vujacic together to go to training.

Farmer, who is good at drilling, also followed.

"Haha, the team we practiced after the game is growing." He said to Kobe with a smile.

Looking at the two who were pulled over by Li Tian, ​​there was no displeasure.

I thought to myself, 'Since this guy came, some players on the team have indeed been more attentive in training than before.No matter what the training effect is, if you practice more and take a long time, there will definitely be some effect. '

"Then let's start training." Kobe said lightly.

Then it was "bump, bump, bump."

From time to time, the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor can be heard.

"Come on, let's have a bullfight." He shouted to stop the shooting practice.

"Okay." There was no hesitation.

Vujacic and Farmar watched from the sidelines. Although they had nothing to do with them, they dared not leave.

After a game, several people sat on the sidelines.

Several people started chatting, still talking about why they lost today.

"Kobe, why did you lose today? Have you found out what the problem is?" he said.

"What else could it be? It's not that it was blown too much and the rhythm was out of order." Kobe thought it was because of this that he lost the game, and he couldn't help scolding the referee again in his heart.

Farmar and the two just nodded their heads, and they all cheered, thinking that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Is that really the case?" He asked this question with no deep meaning, and asked again.

"Isn't it?" He also replied.

"Okay, let's not say anything, let's talk about the data." After speaking, he took out the data of this game and put it in front of the three of them.

Taking the data analysis handed over, I looked at it carefully.

After a while, he asked again, "Is the loss still due to whistleblowing? It is undeniable that the referee did have a huge impact on us in the game, but have you noticed that our three-point shooting percentage is too poor."

After finishing a sentence, looking at the three-point shooting percentage in this game, it is indeed too bad in comparison.Winning the last game means winning on the outside, but the shooting percentage on the outside was all driven by Li Tian alone, otherwise let alone winning, it would be good if he didn't get bloodbathed by others.

Kobe glared, glanced at the three people around him, and then glanced at the statistics. These three people have such high shooting percentages, what else can you say.

Mumbled, 'Fisher's hit rate was a little bit worse, and the skier man's open hit rate was a little bit worse. '

"It seems that they need to pay attention to their shots, otherwise the next game will be equally difficult, only 3 points behind, and it's a shame to lose this game." Kobe said.

"Our perimeter defense also needs to be strengthened, giving them too much space. If you look at Pierce's three-point shooting percentage, we need to take a good look at him, which is higher than Ray Allen's." Pointing to Pierce's The three-point shooting rate has reached nearly 70%, which is a bit scary.

"Yes, his defense needs to be strengthened, and the help defense also needs to be increased. When you were on the bench, Pierce didn't make a single three-pointer, and the starting defense was not in place." Kobe nodded in agreement.

The two of Farmar dared not say a word, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"What do you think?" Turning to Vujacic.

"Ah" hesitated for a long time before saying, "Our substitute scoring gap is a bit big, mainly because we are afraid of being called foul."

After finishing speaking, he continued to lower his head, not daring to say anything more.

In this game, the Celtics played really well off the bench, and Leon Powe scored 21 points.Neither Walton nor Ariza nor Turiaf have done a good enough job with his limitations.

"Yeah, they stood up. Who would have thought that he made 13 free throws alone." Kobe said with a hint of anger, not because he didn't play well, but because the whistle was too far off.

Looking at Kobe, there is still a sigh for the whistle in his heart.

"The whistle has his problems, but in the finals, such things will always happen. You can't feel that your loss depends on others because of this. You still have to analyze more from yourself to see if there is anything that can be improved. After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Did you complain about the whistle when you were in the OK combination?"

'Yes, at that time, where the strength of the team was, even if there was a whistle, we were not afraid.Why start complaining about the whistle now, something is wrong. 'Can't help but start thinking and continue to look at the data.

From Li Tian's words, Farmar heard that there were some accusations against Kobe, and he was even more silent. He quickly closed his lips and his eyes began to wander.

"That's right, when the strength is reached, it can overwhelm everything." Kobe said.

Everyone was very calm, without any quarrel, the two chatted.

"Kobe, do you see this?" Pointing to Fisher's data, not including the last shot, 3 of 1 three-pointers, 10 of 3 shots, it can be said that the efficiency is very low.

"Fisher's performance today was a little unstable. Although it was the finals, his shooting percentage was still a bit low, but his defense was very good." Bryant continued to say after analyzing the data.

"Yes, actually the most important point, why haven't you realized that after chatting for so long?" Looking at Kobe, he knew he was crazy, but it was impossible to keep being so stubborn.

"What, what else can be the problem?" asked a little puzzled.

"What else can it be? You look at your shooting percentage, are you ashamed to ask?" Kobe was annoyed.

"Gah!" Vujacic and Farmar twitched instantly, and buried their heads even deeper.

"What's wrong with me? I don't always hold the ball, tear open the Celtics' defense, and attract four double-teams. What do you want from me? What do you want from me?" Instantly furious, the voice became more and more bigger.

"You have attracted four people to double-team, but why do you still want to layup? Isn't it good to distribute the ball to others? Everyone else is open. Which one is not better than your chance?"

The two began to argue.

Vujacic and Farmar are somewhat at a loss as to what to do now. It is not appropriate to help anyone. The opposite side of the assistant is the boss;

"Hmph, what do you want to do, I am the boss of the team, that's what you can say, what I want to do, no one can control me, the Lakers are my team now, you still have to do it early." Said Wan threw the ball out, turned and left.

'This matter is complete, it's a bit over, it's still so hard. 'I was speechless for a while, and there was only one year of study. Is the difference really that big?

Shaking his head constantly, thinking about how to deal with it, Kobe is the kind of person who is not so easy to communicate with, especially when it comes to his independence.

"Famar, he is angry, what should I do?" Spreading his hands, he looked at Farmar.

"How would I know this, but if he gets angry, it's not so easy to deal with." Farmar looked at Kobe who left angrily, and was also terrified, not knowing what would happen next.

"Go and apologize to Kobe, it's really scary for Kobe to get angry." Vujacic quickly asked him to apologize, also worried about what would happen because of this.

"No need, if he doesn't change these things, it will be very difficult for the team to continue to win." After that, he left the arena.

A figure left softly from the North Shore Garden Arena.

"Did you quarrel with Kobe?" Gasol came back to the hotel and said.

"It's nothing, because of some things, there are some disputes, nothing major." There is nothing to hide, the team must have known the dispute between himself and Kobe.

"Hey, why do you do that?" He could hear his helplessness, but he didn't know whether he was worried about Kobe, Li Tian, ​​or both.

"Hahaha, he is Kobe, so don't worry, he will figure it out. He is the boss of the team. He has the most pressure to win or lose."

After that, he chatted with Gasol about the specific process, and then went back to his room.

Kobe, who was on top, also returned to his room and asked the staff to come over to record his own game today.

I watched it over and over again, and every time I saw myself holding the ball, it slowed down frame by frame.

Observer's own position, the position of his teammates, and at the same time analyze whether he can distribute the ball, and who is the best choice to distribute it to.

"Dong dong dong."

Kobe, who was watching the game, heard someone knocking on the door, and got up impatiently.

I took a look and found that it was Phil.

Still reluctantly opened the door.

"Didn't you go to bed early at such a late hour?" He asked directly.

"Don't you know why I came to your room?" asked back.

He continued to say, "Start watching today's game video?" Picking up something that Kobe just wrote down, he glanced at it.

After closing the door, the two began to chat.

After losing the game, Li Tian was still in a depressed mood.

I am not prepared to watch the game video again, listen to the song, and then take a rest early.

Glancing at the time, it was past midnight.

At this point the phone rang.

"Tyler, why are you calling me so late?"

"Is it better now?" Taylor didn't explain why he didn't rest so late, but asked with concern.

"It's okay, are you talking about losing the game?" He asked.

"Yes, watching the live broadcast, you lost the game, and I feel that you are very lost, so I am a little worried about you." Didn't say much.

"Hahaha, that's okay. I can't laugh when I lose the game. It's normal to lose one game in a round of the series. There are still 5 games in the series. It's okay to win three games in a row. After all, I played one I have also experienced a lot during the season." Some farts said.

"That's good, I'm going to Los Angeles tomorrow, do I need to pick you up?" Taylor finished his work and was about to fly to Los Angeles.

"That's great. I don't need you to pick me up. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow night."

Then we chatted about some daily life and picking up my sister, then hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)