NBA: Start by torturing Jordan and add points to upgrade

Also before the Eastern Conference Finals, Larry Brown gathered everyone on the team together.

He looked at his players and said, "I think the pain of losing last year is still imprinted in everyone's heart. Everyone wants revenge, right?"

"I don't think I have any hatred." Da Ben raised his hand and said, "I don't think it's a big deal to lose to Lin. Lin is my boss! I am willing..."

"Shut up! Even if you want to die, it has nothing to do with me." Brown cursed, stopping Big Ben's nonsense, and then said to everyone else: "Those who have special feelings for Lin can shut up, and everyone else wants revenge, right?"

After saying this, Brown couldn't help laughing himself: "FUXX! Ben is such a bastard. I wanted to create an atmosphere of revenge and defeating the old enemy, but this bastard ruined it all. Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Because you will definitely go all out, you will definitely fight with the Knicks with your life, and do everything you can to beat them, right?"

"Of course!"

"Kill them!"

“We will win this year!”

"Championship! We want the championship!"

This time, the Pistons players expressed exactly the same idea.

Even Big Ben, Artest and Rashid, the three die-hard fans of Lin Tian, ​​stopped playing tricks.

"Very good! Well, we all know that Lin is best at offense! His offensive ability, including personal offense, organizational offense, and other aspects of influence, is probably unique in the entire history of the league!"

"Larry!" Ben Ben raised his hand again, twisting his afro and saying, "Lin's defense is also the best in history. He won the Defensive Player of the Year last season."

"You don't have to remind me, you idiot!" Brown was completely furious. He yelled at Ben, "Why don't you tell me how many championships, MVPs, scoring titles, assist titles, and historical records Lin has won?"

"Lin has won eight championships, including two with the Bulls and six with the Pacers. He won five consecutive championships with the Pacers, and all five of them were Finals MVPs. In addition..."

"Who can kick this idiot out? Or sew his mouth shut for me?" Brown was completely pissed off by Big Ben and laughed. Good man, I asked you to say it, and you really said it, right?
I told you to eat shit, why don't you eat shit?
Big Ben: Because I know the question you asked me, but you can tell from looking at shit that it tastes pretty bad.

But then, Ben had no chance to speak. Billups and Hamilton sat on either side of him, covering his mouth with their hands.

"If you don't want our coach to give you a live cerebral hemorrhage, just shut up." Hamilton tightened his hand covering Ben's mouth.

"You don't want your coach to die in front of you and leave you with a lifelong shadow, do you?" Billups held Ben's hands with both hands to stop him from saying anything more.

"You two bastards shut up! I'm not dead. I'm still 800 years away from death!" Brown was very angry with these two bastards.

He began to wonder what kind of birds and beasts he was bringing with him.

The first team starts with 5 players...

Brown looked at Rasheed and Artest.

None of them are normal!

Even the three who are speaking might be the most normal ones.

However, there was one thing that Brown himself could never have imagined, that was that, unknowingly, he was no longer so irritable and unreasonable.

After the bad relationship between the 76ers and Iverson, this extremely stubborn, irritable and unreasonable old man seemed to be able to communicate with people.

He gradually became like a human being.

At least, when he was in Philadelphia, and including when he was on other teams before, no one in his team dared to play any jokes with him.

Brown didn't notice any of this.

The bad boys of the Pistons in front of Brown obviously didn't notice it either.

But after the entire conference room fell silent, Brown continued: "We don't talk about Lin's defense or his past achievements. We only talk about Lin and the Knicks."

"They are good at offense, quite good, but they are only good at offense! Their defense is not as good as the Bobcats, who are ranked last in the league. Ben, shut up! You must be saying that our offense is not as good as the Bobcats, right?"

After Brown finished answering Ben's question, he looked at his players and suddenly revealed a wicked smile that had almost never appeared on his face.

The appearance of this thing on his face is as outrageous as the regrowth of hair on Van Gundy's head.

It's quite outrageous, so outrageous that it's even outrageous to his grandmother's house.

This was so outrageous that even Brown himself didn't realize he was laughing.

"What I want to say is that we have never been good at scoring, whether in the regular season or in the two rounds of the playoffs. Our average points per game is even at the bottom of the league. Everyone says that we are the worst team in the league at scoring."

"But so what? Don't you know in your heart whether we are good or not? Ben, shut up, I'm not talking to you!"

After interrupting Ben who wanted to speak again, Brown looked at everyone and said, "Chauncey, you were a scorer when you entered the league. You are known as the new generation of scoring point guard."

"Richard, you have always been an excellent 2-point shooter. You definitely have the ability to average 20-24 points per game year round."

"Rashid, Ron, you two too, don't you think you have the ability to be the leader of a team and average 20+ points per game?"

"Including Bonzi, the same goes for him. Is he willing to be a substitute because he can't start? No! It's because he likes it! If he is given unlimited shooting rights, he can still average at least 20 points per game!"

"You are all good at scoring, but our lineup and playing style do not require you to score."

"Your desire to attack has been suppressed for a long time, right? I have suppressed your desire to attack for a long time, right? You dream of forgetting about defense, forgetting about tactics, forgetting about those tight, machine-like rotations and tactics that cannot afford any mistakes."

"Coach, that's not true! I love your tactics! It's your tactics that got me into the All-Stars. It's your tactics that turned me from a bust third pick into a first-rate point guard that no one dares to underestimate. Without you, I'm nothing. Without you, I can't possibly become one of the best point guards in the NBA!"

Billups immediately stood up and denied Brown's words, saying that you are wrong, you are our God, our reborn parent!
"What about others? Do they think so?" Brown looked at all the players on the field.

"That's what's going on!" All the players expressed their trust in Brown at the first opportunity, saying that we are not good at offense, we don't like offense, and we even hate offense!

"Well, that's a shame. Originally, I wanted to let you unleash your firepower in the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals, and let everyone see what we are like when we run and attack."

"But since you don't like it and don't need it, forget it." Brown shrugged his shoulders, smiled a successful prank, and said, "We'll talk about it next time."

"Coach!" Billups stood up suddenly: "Are you serious?"

"seriously!"

"I can shoot a three-pointer, I can lay up against three people, I can run very fast after getting the ball, and then handle the ball as I please?"

"You can! Yeah, but forget about doing a layup against three people. That's not your job. If you want, Ron, you can try it."

"Then can I move around freely, shoot whenever I want when I get the ball, or break through whenever I want?" Hamilton also raised the question.

"can."

"Then can I attack freely and shoot from the outside?" Rashid also became excited.

"can!"

"Then can I play one-on-one or post-up at will?" Artest's eyes also lit up.

"Didn't you play like this before? Or when did you ever integrate into our offensive system?" Brown rolled his eyes, saying that Artest was just talking nonsense and slandering others. When did I ever manage you?

"Then I..." After everyone expressed their opinions, Da Ben, who had finally broken free from his restraints, also raised his hand.

"You can't." Brown said without thinking, "Don't even think about using that shooting star or flying fire tactic you used when you were in the Pacers. Just serve the ball from the baseline and don't throw it forward."

"On the offensive end, just focus on dunking. Don't worry about other things. I'm not joking this time, understand Ben?" Brown knew that Big Ben was going to speak, and he was prepared.

He knew very well what Big Ben wanted to do. Didn't this idiot just want to replicate the one-pass and long-pass tactics he used when he was on the Pacers?
Horse riding.

When Brown thought of this, he couldn't help but swear again.

When Big Ben first came to the team, he enthusiastically expressed that he could pass the ball and organize the game. Not to mention, Brown was very happy, super happy.

If a defensive center has the ability to organize, assist and pass the ball, the Pistons' offense would be awesome!
In particular, Brown remembered the passes that Big Ben made to Lin Tian.

It’s really amazing!
Highlight the importance of being fast, accurate and ruthless!

Lin Tian can always catch the ball from Big Ben and then complete a beautiful fast break dunk.

This guy is not bragging, he can really do it!
At least that’s what Brown thought at the time.

Then?

Then when they were training, when Brown excitedly asked Big Ben to try it, he was stunned.

After Ben made several mistakes in a row, Brown finally couldn't stand it anymore. He stopped the training and asked Ben to come over: "Ben, are you kidding us?"

"No!"

"Are you kidding me, throwing some pretty crappy passes to liven things up?"

"No, I passed the ball seriously. It's just that Changxi and the others were too slow. They couldn't catch up with my ball!"

"When you passed the ball to Lin before, did you do it this way too?"

"Yeah, that's how it was passed. He can catch it! Every one of them can!"

"Then, can you slow down the ball so that Changxi and Richard can receive it?" Brown felt that he had used up the greatest patience in his life. He didn't even have that much patience when he was teaching his 3-year-old grandson to speak.

"But if the ball is slowed down, won't others be able to catch up with the basketball? Won't this fast break be impossible?"

Well, good, he won’t!

Brown confirmed.

This bastard doesn’t know how to pass the ball at all, or rather, no one can catch the shit he throws except Lin Tian.

So from the first day that Big Ben joined the team training, Brown banned Big Ben from trying to pass the ball.

All attempts.

Ban! All of it!
This is also an important reason why the Pistons now have the lowest average number of turnovers per game in the league.

If Big Ben passes the ball, the number of turnovers will increase rapidly.

Going too far again.

In short, Brown made up his mind.

In the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals, he will compete with the Knicks in offense!

Let’s see who can score more points!
The reason why he did this was certainly not because he suddenly decided to let the team focus on offense. That is what guys like old Nelson would do.

The most important reason for him to do this is because the Knicks had just finished a Game 7 and they were exhausted! They had reached their physical limit!
At this time, run and compete with them in offense, get them excited, and let them continue to consume their remaining little physical energy, which will make the next game easier for the Pistons!

He and Lin Tian learned this trick! Didn't Lin Tian and the Pacers beat the Timberwolves in this way last year?
Doing so, in addition to allowing his players to find confidence and get into the feel of attack, can also allow the Knicks players to quickly consume their physical strength. At the same time, Brown is not afraid that the Knicks will really use their top firepower and cause the Pistons to be unable to withstand it.

Because he has decided.

Although it is a fight on offense, as long as the team falls behind by about 10 points, he will immediately call a timeout, let the players adjust their status, and go back to defense!
When the Knicks players who had been attacking with ease and scoring whatever they wanted encountered high-intensity defense, and they could no longer score and could only watch Lin Tian continue to attack, the feeling of frustration and contrast must have made the other Knicks players extremely uncomfortable!

It will make their fighting spirit disappear!
At that time, victory will definitely belong to the Pistons!
He believed that with the difference in strength between the two teams and the restraint in personnel configuration, the Pistons would be able to easily defeat the Knicks!

The most important thing is, if we fight on defense, we might be able to defeat the Knicks in half a game. Given old Nelson's bastard personality, he might even substitute your main players in half a game and won't play with you anymore.

Then Brown won't be able to win the game and consume the Knicks' energy at the same time.

Only children make choices, of course I want them all!

Therefore, Brown wants to make the Knicks like the Timberwolves last year, and make them completely exhausted! Let them become more and more exhausted, their legs become heavier, and they can no longer put up any resistance.

Brown's goal is also simple: sweep!

A maximum of 4:1 gentlemen sweep!

This is his judgment and guess about the strength of the two teams, and also his prediction for the series between the two teams.

Next, we need to see how the actual fight goes!
On the evening of May 5, at the Palace of Auburn Hills in Detroit.

The first game of the Eastern Conference Finals starts on time!
The day before this game started, the Lakers had successfully defeated the Suns on the road with a score of 119:110, winning their first away victory and getting off to a good start in the divisional finals.

Now, it’s the matchup between the Pistons and the Knicks.

Lin Tian walked onto the court, facing the crazy boos and insults from nearly 2 fans in the Palace of Auburn Hills. He covered his ears casually, and as usual, ignored the boos.

"Boss! I knew I would meet you in the divisional finals. I believed it even when you were trailing 1:3." Big Ben happily ran to Lin Tian and couldn't wait to "collaborate with the enemy".

"We have prepared a big surprise for you today! Do you want to guess what it is?"

"Surprise?" Lin Tian looked at Da Ben and said with a smile: "Why, are you still planning to fight with us in attack?"

"Pa!" Before Ben could say anything, Billups slapped Ben on the head from behind.

The hit Ben leaned forward suddenly, and it was obvious that Billups had used a lot of force. However, Ben had thick hair, so he didn't feel much pain. Instead, he looked at Billups curiously and asked, "Chauncey, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm asking you to go back and warm up. If you don't go back, Larry will definitely use a wine bottle to poke your dermatitis tonight." Billups said as he put his arm around Ben's neck and walked away without saying a word. The 191-centimeter Billups and the 206-centimeter Ben have shoulders that are almost the same height.

"These two people must have lied about their height!" Lin Tian touched his chin.

At the same time, I was wondering what this surprise that Daben mentioned was.

These scumbags on the Pistons are most likely planning to do bad things.

I just don't know how they are going to play.

Will they start the game with intensity, forcing the Knicks to play positional and physical battles? Or will they be more polite and try a few shots at the start?

Quite curious.

However, although he was curious, Lin Tian only mentioned it to old Nelson so that he could be prepared. As for the other players, there was no need to mention it.

Everyone is already very nervous and has made sufficient preparations and mental preparations. There is no need to add unnecessary trouble and burden to everyone, especially no matter what surprises the Pistons have prepared, they have to play them out, and as long as they play them out, we will naturally see it when the game starts.

Lin Tian believed that with his and old Nelson's abilities and experience, no matter what tactics the Pistons used, they would be able to see through them immediately and respond accordingly.

What about those things that are really impossible to deal with and cannot be solved?

Let’s discuss this later! (End of this chapter)