Coach: Coaching the Grizzlies at the beginning, playing the bantam

The little episode of verbal conflict seemed to be just a brief pause in the drama. With the referee's whistle, the game started again.

The Lakers served the ball from the sideline, and James stood firmly in the low post like a towering mountain, blocking Mitchell with his strong body.

There was an unquestionable determination in James' eyes. He reached out to the top of the arc for the ball, as if at that moment, the entire stadium stopped with his movement.

Mitchell doesn't want to repeat the same mistake.

In the previous round, he was easily pushed away by James and lost his defensive position.

This time, he chose to defend in front, like an agile cheetah, trying to block the Lakers' outside pass.

Although Mitchell is shorter than James, his athletic talent is impeccable.

For him, defending in front is both a challenge and an opportunity.

Pope held the ball on the outside, his eyes moving back and forth between James and Mitchell, trying to find a breakthrough to pass the ball.

However, Mitchell's front defense did cause some interference to James.

Pope looked twice and didn't dare to pass the ball easily. He knew very well that the hesitation at this moment might determine the direction of the game.

In the end, Pope chose to pass the ball back to Wall.

After Wall received the ball, he also observed the situation on the court for a while.

He saw that although James kept moving and trying to get Mitchell behind him, he failed.

A trace of determination flashed in Wall's eyes. He raised his hand and gestured, as if telling James: "Let me take over!"

When James saw this move, he immediately stopped blocking and moved to the other side of the court.

He knew that Wall's decisions were always decisive and wise.

Then Wall started attacking, facing Brunson of the Nets.

Brunson can always bring tremendous pressure to his opponents at critical moments.

However, Wall seemed unusually calm.

He quietly waited for Davis to come forward for a pick and roll, as if everything was under his control.

After Davis came up, Wall suddenly accelerated and instantly tore through the Nets' perimeter defense.

His speed was so fast, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, which amazed everyone.

Wall took only two steps to reach the Nets' restricted area, his eyes flashing with determination and resolve.

At this time, Porzingis moved sideways to assist in defense. His tall body was like a moving wall, trying to block Wall's attack.

However, Wall seemed to have anticipated all this.

At this moment, Kuzma was left open again.

Just like last time, he stood in an unguarded position, waiting for Wall to pass the ball.

However, unlike last time, Wall did not choose to pass the ball.

He knew very well that the decision at this moment would determine the direction of the game.

Wall used a pull-up shot in the air to avoid Porzingis' block. His movements were so graceful and smooth, like a dancer dancing in the air.

Then, under Porzingis' arm, Wall stretched out his left hand and made a layup!

With a swish, the ball passed through the basket net and landed steadily on the ground.

Wall's breakthrough layup made the entire stadium boil!
The cheers and shouts of the fans intertwined together, like a passionate symphony.

With half a quarter left in the game, Wall tied the score again!
The two sides returned to the same starting line again. The tension and excitement at this moment made everyone hold their breath.

James waved his fist on the sidelines and cheered for Wall's outstanding performance.

He knew that the game was far from over and the real competition had just begun.

Wall smiled, knowing that his performance was only part of the team's efforts, and real victory still required everyone's joint efforts.

In the following game, both sides launched fierce offensive and defensive battles.

The Lakers' James and Wall became the twin stars on the offensive end, constantly breaking through, passing, and shooting, trying to break the Nets' defense.

The Nets were not to be outdone, and thanks to the outstanding performances of Porzingis and Brunson, they kept the score close.

The competition has entered a white-hot stage, and every minute and every second seems extremely precious.

The cheers and shouts of the fans came one after another, as if they were going to overturn the entire stadium.

The players fought hard on the court, knowing that their effort at this moment would determine the direction of the game.

In one attack, James fell to the low post again, facing Mitchell's defense, his eyes revealed firm determination.

Suddenly, James made a fake move to shake off Mitchell's defense, then turned around and broke through, rushing straight to the basket!

However, just as James was about to score a layup, Cousins ​​suddenly moved sideways and tried to block James' shot.

The tension and excitement at this moment made everyone hold their breath!
However, James seemed to have anticipated all this.

He dodged Cousins' block with a pull-up shot in the air, and then shot the ball into the basket!

The Lakers take the lead!

The fans’ cheers were deafening, as if they were going to overturn the entire stadium!
On the sidelines, Lu Yong frowned, watching every detail on the court with sharp eyes.

The game has reached a white-hot stage. The Lakers' offense is as surging as a tide, while the Nets seem to be a little overwhelmed.

Lu Yong knew very well that if he continued like this, the Nets would most likely lose the game.

"Timeout!" Lu Yong's voice rang out at the side of the court, like a thunder, instantly breaking the rhythm on the court.

The players stopped and returned to the bench, waiting for Lu Yong's instructions.

Lu Yong did not speak immediately, but looked around at the players on the bench.

Their faces were filled with fatigue and anxiety, but Lu Yong knew that what they needed most at this time was encouragement and confidence.

"Don't be nervous, the game isn't over yet!" Lu Yong's voice was gentle and firm, like a warm current flowing into the hearts of the players. He did not blame the team for the poor defense during this period, nor did he put too much pressure on the players.

"We have reached this point, and now it depends on who can last the last half of the game." Lu Yong's words revealed an unquestionable determination, "The Lakers seem to be attacking fiercely now, but their main players have hardly had any rest. Therefore, their physical strength has reached the limit. Next, we just need to fight with them with the ball and slowly wear down their physical strength. We still have a chance to win."

Lu Yong's words were like a shot in the arm, bringing light back to the players' eyes.

They began to believe that as long as they persisted, they might be able to create a miracle.

"Although Kevin left the game early due to injury, our Nets team will never give in to difficulties easily!" Lu Yong's voice became louder, revealing an unquestionable determination, "No matter how big the difficulties are, we must unite and face them together. In this game tonight, we must win, because only in this way can we completely vent the frustration in our hearts!"

Lu Yong's words were like an invisible force that instantly boosted the players' morale.

They began to understand that this game was not just a contest of victory or defeat, but also a test of self-will and team spirit.

"I want you to play this game as if it were a Game 7!" Lu Yong's eyes flashed with determination. "Don't think about leaving yourself a way out. Only by going all out and fighting with your opponent can you win this game. Remember, basketball is round, and anything can happen. As long as we don't give up, we can create a miracle!"

Lu Yong's words were like a flash of lightning, breaking through the haze in the players' hearts.

They began to believe that if they put their all into it, they might be able to turn things around.

"Next, I want each of you to cheer up!" Lu Yong's voice sounded again, "I want to see your fighting spirit and determination. No matter what the result of the game is, we must try our best and leave no regrets!"

The players nodded one after another, knowing that what they needed at this time was unity and hard work.

Only in this way will it be possible to complete a reversal in the next game.

Encouraged by Lu Yong, the Nets players regained their spirits.

At the same time, in the audience seats on the sidelines, Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian sat upright, their eyes fixed on every detail on the court.

As the game entered a white-hot stage, the competition between the Nets and the Lakers became more intense.

During the timeout, Yao Ming couldn't help but speak up, breaking the silence between the two: "When the game reaches this critical moment, it's actually a test of the strength of the two teams' superstars. The Nets are missing Durant now, which is really hurting them. Look at the Lakers, James and Wall are hitting the target with a much higher success rate."

Yi Jianlian shook his head and frowned, "Yeah, I feel like the Nets' defense doesn't have many flaws, but James and Wall can still score with their personal abilities. I think it will be difficult for the Nets to hold on to their victory tonight, unless someone can step up and attack against the opponent."

Yao Ming nodded and continued to analyze: "I don't know if Durant can come back. If he can hold on in the last few minutes, the situation will definitely be much better for the Nets. Moreover, if Durant makes a heroic comeback, it will also greatly boost the morale of the Nets."

Yi Jianlian was silent for a moment and said, "Although I also want to see Durant make a comeback, judging from his condition when he left the court, the chances of that happening are slim. He may even be injured for a long time. Alas, the Nets really had bad luck. They were about to win, but Durant got injured. This game was really tortuous."

The two sat in the audience and kept talking about this matter.

As players who both played under Lu Yong before retiring, it is normal for them to put themselves in the Nets' shoes.

Especially since the referee's whistle tonight was clearly biased towards the Lakers, which made Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian both want to see the Nets win more.

"Look at the Lakers, James and Wall are getting better and better at coordinating," Yao Ming said, pointing at the two players on the court. "Their passing and breakthroughs are like a duet, seamless."

Yi Jianlian smiled when he heard this: "Yes, the tacit understanding between James and Wall is indeed enviable. However, the Nets also have their advantages. Look at Porzingis and Brunson. They are very threatening in both defense and offense in the interior. If the Nets can make good use of their advantages, there may be a glimmer of hope."

The two were chatting when they suddenly saw a great defense by the Nets, which successfully blocked the Lakers' attack.

Yao Ming couldn't help but applaud: "Look! This is the Nets' defense! Although they are missing Durant, the other players have strong defensive awareness and ability. As long as they can maintain this defensive intensity, they may be able to turn the situation around."

Yi Jianlian also nodded: "Yes, defense is the Nets' advantage. However, they can't always rely on defense to win. On the offensive end, they also need someone to stand up and break the Lakers' defense. Only in this way can the Nets win."

Just as Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian were sitting on the sidelines and chatting animatedly, in the Nets coaching booth, after Lu Yong finished arranging the tactics, he turned around and waved to assistant coach Atkinson, indicating that he should help watch here for a while.

Atkinson nodded, indicating that it was okay.

So Lu Yong stood up and strode towards the locker room.

The atmosphere in the locker room was solemn.

Durant, Lu Yong's most proud disciple, was lying on a chair and receiving a massage from the team doctor.

His face was full of reluctance and anxiety, but more of it was the desire for victory.

In the past two years, he has won almost all the honors he could, but the injury at this moment made him feel unprecedentedly frustrated.

As soon as Lu Yong came in, he saw Durant's slightly tired figure.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of worry in his heart, but more of it was trust in Durant.

He walked up to Durant and asked softly, "Kevin, how do you feel?"

Durant looked up and saw that it was Lu Yong, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He endured the pain and said, "Coach, I'm fine, I just strained my Achilles tendon. Please let me play. I think I can play."

Lu Yong squatted down and carefully checked Durant's injuries.

He gently pressed Durant's Achilles tendon and felt the slight tremor.

He knew that although this injury would not end his season, he would still need to rest for some time.

He shook his head and said, "Kevin, don't force yourself. Just stay here and accept the treatment from the team doctor. I promise, I will win this game tonight."

Durant was somewhat unwilling.

He stared into Lu Yong's eyes, as if trying to read something from them, and continued, "Coach, I can really play. Please let me go back to the game. I promise I won't be a drag."

Lu Yong looked at Durant's determined eyes and couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

But he knows that as a coach, he must be responsible for the physical health of his players.

He took a deep breath and said, "Kevin, I understand how you feel. But basketball games are not a joke. You can't take risks with your body. I'm relieved to see that I'm fine. Just stay here and get treatment. Don't worry."

After hearing what Lu Yong said, Durant's eyes flashed with disappointment.

He knew that Lu Yong was doing this for his own good.

After a moment of silence, Durant nodded and said, "Okay, coach, I'll listen to you, but you have to promise me that you must win this game."

Lu Yong smiled, patted Durant on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, Kevin, I promise you that we will win this game. Just take a good rest and come back to fight with us when you are healed."

After saying that, Lu Yong turned and walked out of the locker room.

He knew that there was still a game over there that required him to direct on the sidelines.

These last few minutes are crucial, he can't let down his guard. (End of this chapter)