The strongest unicorn in basketball

Chapter 202 Don't Think About Sleeping
"Didi, White No. 13 fouled, and the sixth foul left the field!"

Harden walked down from the field dejectedly. Whether it was the players on the court or the audience on the court, they were even more depressed than Harden.

Even Westbrook, who has always been high-spirited, is wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost.

This is the second game of the Western Conference Finals, and the Thunder still face the Spurs at home.

At this time, there were 17.7 seconds before the end of the game, the score was 120:109, and the Spurs led by 11 points.

Let alone the Thunder at this time, even if McGrady has another McGrady moment, it is impossible to create a miracle.

Lost again, the Thunder lost again!

Although the Thunder and the Spurs had one win and two losses in the regular season, as the league's No. spell.

But reality slapped them in the face.

At home, the Spurs won two games in a row, which means that there are two more away games against the Spurs. Maybe the Thunder will be swept by the Spurs 4:0!

Even if it can steal a victory at home in the Spurs, so what?
Can you still make a 1:3 comeback?
The coach on the opposite side is Popovich, and it's not Rivers, the best human being who has been turned over. How can the Thunder win?

No more, no more miracles!
At this moment, most of the fans in the arena were disappointed. They held back their tears and looked at the walking dead players on the court.

Take another look, maybe this round of the series will end in San Antonio, and this may be the last look of the season.

"Drip!"

Soon after, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, announcing the end of the game.

"Over! It's over, the game is over, the Spurs defeated the Thunder 120:111 away, expanding the series to 2:0, you can say that this game is over, you can also say that this round of the series Finish!"

In TNT's studio, Barkley was very excited at this time, talking nonsense to the camera.

"It's just 0:2. The series has just started. Are you too happy?" Seeing the triumphant Barkley, O'Neill couldn't help but say a few words.

"Have you ever watched the game? You have also seen that although the Thunder team is very talented, they are too young. Brooks does not have a suitable tactic to fully utilize their abilities. If you look at the Spurs again, they play They're more of a unit, and they're the better team, without a doubt!"

Regarding Barkley's analysis, even O'Neill, who has always been against him, has to admit that Barkley is right.

In these two games, the Thunder played hard.

However, on both ends of the offense and defense, the Spurs are undoubtedly the team with better discipline. They can play a smooth offense, and they can also play a beautiful team defense. On the other hand, the Thunder, because they can't defend, lead to their proud defense. The counterattack couldn't be played at all, and the rhythm of the two consecutive games was tightly controlled by the Spurs.

Therefore, as an insider, O'Neal understands the twists and turns better than the layman watching the excitement. If this continues, the Thunder really have no hope at all!

But even if what Barkley said was right, O'Neal was still unwilling to admit it, so he had no choice but to face the scalp and said: "I don't think the gap in strength between the two teams is as big as you said. If Brooks can arrange corresponding tactics and play With their own style, they still have a chance!"

"Wow, then come and give Scott some advice, or you will be blamed for the Thunder's loss!" However, Barkley was unforgiving and deliberately reminded O'Neal.

"You... you... Let's watch today's top five jokes first!" Unable to refute, O'Neill immediately changed the subject abruptly. Amid Barkley's arrogant laughter, the director began to cut the screen.

It's just that Kenny Smith, who hasn't said anything all this time, is thinking in his heart: As the league's No.

"boom!"

Westbrook punched the locker room cabinet.

Fortunately, his bones are relatively strong, so if he had to replace them with some fragile ones, his right hand might be broken in one fell swoop.

"If you have the energy, just play hard on the field, what are you venting on the cabinet door?"

"What did you say?" Hearing Li Pu's words, Westbrook turned his head to stare at Li Pu like a frightened cat, "Who do you think didn't play well on the field?"

"I took 24 shots, but only made 10 shots and made 5 turnovers. Is this a good performance?" Li Pu ruthlessly removed Westbrook's fig leaf. But it's not good.

"That's better than you, the guy who didn't even score 10 points tonight!" Westbrook countered.

Lip was heavily defended by Duncan tonight. He made only 11 of 3 shots and only scored 8 points.

However, he contributed a lot on the defensive end. Not only did Duncan make 11 of 2 shots and only score 11 points, but he also did a lot of defense.

From this perspective, Westbrook blacked Li Pu, somewhat reluctantly.

"Give me a break, both of you!"

At this time, Durant, who usually didn't care about the two of them, stood up and stopped the long-lost quarrel between the two.

In fact, everyone knew very well that the quarrel between Li Pu and Westbrook was just a way of venting. They were not targeting each other, but annoyed themselves.

The two of them have always been the strongest in the team because of their competitive spirit. They both seem to attribute the responsibility for the team's failure to themselves. It's just that I can say it myself, but I can't let you say it!
In normal times, whether it was Durant or others, they would have laughed it off, but tonight, hearing these words made everyone very harsh.

"You two, stop being so sentimental. Losing the game is the responsibility of everyone present, not just the two of you! Therefore, we must sum up experience and make us better! We must never lose to They! Instead of blaming others, or... yourself!"

Durant finally said something that the team boss should say.

After being told by Durant, Li Pu and Westbrook immediately stopped being normal, each took a step back, and sat on the sofa in front of their respective locker rooms.

"Okay, none of us will leave early tonight. I will borrow the video of these two games from Brian. If we don't work out a countermeasure, no one will be able to sleep tonight!"

At this time, Collison, the leader of the team's locker room, stood up and spoke.

In the Thunder's locker room, Collison's words are often more effective than Durant's.

No one objected to Collison's words, and they all remained silent.

Collison got up and opened the door and walked out of the locker room.

After closing the locker room door, Collison turned around and said, "Come out, they don't know you're eavesdropping, coach!"

At this time, a figure stepped out from the shadow of the corner, and it was the coach of the Thunder, Brooks.

"How do you know I'm here?" Brooks smiled awkwardly.

"Guess, I didn't expect that I guessed it right!" Collison smiled slightly, and then came to Brooks' side, "Aren't you going in?"

"No, at this moment they are already very sad, it's useless for me to go in and say anything!"

"Alright!" Collison nodded without saying anything more.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Nick!"

"What's my hard work? This group of strong boys, what do I need to say? Alright, I'll go get the videotape!" After finishing speaking, Collison waved his hands without looking back, and walked towards the video room go.

(End of this chapter)