NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 206 Failed air conditioner, high temperature competition
At the end of the game, Lin Chuan scored 55 points and 20 rebounds, breaking his own and the Thunder's playoff record, which is also the sixth-highest score in NBA playoff history.

History was created, but the milestone became a tragedy.

At this moment, Lin Chuan couldn't even celebrate with his teammates, but was taken to the hospital for treatment.

The Spurs lost by 23 points.

This is also the biggest score difference between the two teams in these five games.

They exited the player tunnel to the sound of abuse from the entire Chesapeake Energy Arena.

But in the locker room, Popovich, who cared most about the outcome of the game, did not seem angry.

On the contrary, it was very peaceful.

It all stems from the course of the game and what Dio did on the court.

Among them, Ibaka and Lin Chuan were injured.

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Dio, Popovich was secretly happy.

I am happy that I have trained such an obedient and useful player again.

He inherited Bowen's will, but his approach was more clever than Bowen's.

Even though the Thunder were at home, they had to watch helplessly as the core players of the team's offense and defense got injured one after another, and they could only grit their teeth and curse, but in fact they had no other options.

He found a towel, covered Dio's head, and said in a calm tone,
"Wipe it off. Did someone throw Coke on your hands after the game? Look, your hands are sticky."

"Coach, find someone else to be the bad guy next time. I'm done with it. Coke is okay, it'll just be a little sticky at best, but I'm afraid that next time I'll be hit with rocks or something, and I'll be in trouble."

Dio wiped his face vigorously with a towel and spoke in a muffled voice.
The Coke on his face made him feel very uncomfortable and it was difficult for him to make any expression.

Others? Others are not suitable for this job.

Popovich looked at Dio with a smile and said to himself.

But no matter what, we still have to appease this beloved general.

He ignored the fact that Dio was still covered in drinks and food spilled by the audience and went up to hug him.
"Boris, you are an important part of our team. There are some jobs and tasks that you must undertake, even if it is for the team."

"Besides, the team will remember your great contribution. Don't worry, the next contract is waiting for you. You don't have to worry about what to do in the future. Just do what the team needs you to do."

After hearing Popovich's sincere words, Dio finally agreed with Popovich.

"Well... just for the team at that time."

Leonard couldn't help but feel scared when he saw how Popovich PUA Dio like this with just a few words.

"It won't be my turn soon!"

........................

"hiss!"

Inside the hospital, Lin Chuan was grinning.

When the doctor was reinforcing the nose, he pulled Lin Chuan's broken nose bone, causing him to utter a sound in pain, which was rare.

"Okay, last step!"

The doctor inserted the filler and stood up.

"Okay, the mask will be ready in the next two days and will be sent to you then."

During the game just now, in the last quarter, Dio pretended to block a shot but actually hit his opponent in the face. With that ruthless move, Dio broke his nose bone.

After the team doctor's diagnosis, Lin Chuan was quickly sent to the hospital by the team and underwent surgery.

Lin Chuan got up from the bed, stood up and found a mirror. When he saw his appearance, he sighed.

Now his face has become swollen and with a filler in his nose, it is difficult for him to breathe.

"How long will it take to take it off? I can't even play in the game like this."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Chuan was even shocked by the sound he made.

He had such a strong nasal voice that he even thought he had a bad cold.

"Three days, don't be impatient! If you are too impatient, your nose will be crooked for life after recovery! So don't remove it privately. When the time comes, come to the hospital and I will take care of it for you."

The doctor packed up the medical equipment with his back to Lin Chuan, while warning him loudly.

"Ah... okay."

After hearing that his nose would be crooked for life, Lin Chuan gave up the idea of ​​making a quick comeback in the next game.

Besides, with his nose in such a bad state, it’s hard for him to breathe. Even if he really goes on the court, he will only have enough energy to play for one quarter.

Besides, it would be strange if the Spurs guys didn't take advantage of the situation and give him a couple of slaps on the nose.

It's just a nose injury, not a big problem, but I don't know about Ibaka...

Lin Chuan thought about it, then opened his phone and sent a text message to Ibaka.

Soon, he received a text message.

He is also in this hospital, but on a different floor.

Lin Chuan rushed over to check the situation.

"It's a grade one ankle sprain. It will take at least one to two weeks to recover. It depends on how he recovers."

In the examination room, the doctor took off his gloves and adjusted his glasses, looking Lin Chuan up and down.

"The Spurs are so cruel. They made both of you look like this. Look at your swollen nose. It must be hard for you to breathe now."

Lin Chuan shrugged in agreement.

Looking at Ibaka's ankle wrapped in thick bandages, he sighed and said,

"Oh, it's my fault. I only trained you on how to defend Duncan, but didn't teach you how to avoid their dirty tricks."

"Don't worry, it's no use teaching you. You're injured yourself."

Lin Chuan smiled, somewhat helplessly.

"Who told them to have so many tricks? It's hard to defend against them."

Ibaka also said helplessly,
"Now that we are both injured, we can only sit out and watch the next game. Durant is the only one left to lead the team. Do you think he can win the game in Game 6?"

"I hope so, but you also know that the Spurs' home court is like that..."

"Stop, stop. I don't want to hear anything outside the arena!"

Lin Chuan wanted to say something but stopped himself, but Ibaka, who had suffered greatly, shuddered and stopped Lin Chuan from continuing.

He didn't want to recall the horrible memories again.

Although they were unable to play, Lin Chuan and Ibaka still flew to San Antonio with the team.

Not being on the court, sitting on the sidelines can also inspire the rest of the people.

Hopefully they can remember that two guys got hurt by this Spurs team and use that to get the others to beat the crap out of it.

In the pre-match interview, Brooks didn't say much, but just said,
"Our goal is to win this game and advance to the finals with a score of 4:2."

"Of course, what we are most worried about in this game is not that the team's combat power is not as good as before without Lin Chuan and Ibaka, resulting in us not being able to beat the opponent, but that we are afraid that something strange will happen in the locker room during this game, affecting the physical and mental health of our players."

The reporters were in an uproar.

Brooks' remarks were equivalent to directly firing at the Spurs' home court.

After all, in the previous two games in San Antonio, the away locker room encountered strange incidents, so it is not unfair to say that the Spurs have problems.

"Shit, they actually said that!"

After the home interview, Popovich heard the message from the staff and immediately broke out in a sweat.

Because they did use some tricks in this away game.

But if these things still happened after Brooks brought it up in advance, it would be clear that they had something else going on.

This is not okay.

He quickly grabbed the staff,
"Go to the visiting team's locker room and fix their ceiling!" After the interview, Brooks was about to return to the locker room, but he saw all the Thunder team members standing outside the door, which was surrounded by a warning line.

"what's the situation?"

Brooks was confused, so Durant started to explain.

"I don't know. A staff member suddenly came into the locker room just now and said they wanted to inspect it. It turned out that they found a problem with the ceiling and it might be leaking, so they are repairing it now."

Okay, okay, it would be best if I could discover it unexpectedly.

It turns out that these bastards have bad intentions in doing this again.

Brooks cursed inwardly.

After the maintenance worker left, looking at the water stains on the ground, Brooks was glad that he had mentioned it before the game.

Otherwise, it would be a certain player who would suffer today.

Instead, a group of wet rats went to the game.

The crisis before the game was passed smoothly, and Brooks felt relieved to see that the game was finally going to start.

Although in the last game, the Spurs saw that they were losing and injured two players, but after the Spurs did it again and again and let him see through their tricks, the Spurs should be more restrained in this game and not do anything so serious.

Moreover, Dio, who played on their team, was also suspended by the league for this game and was sitting on the sidelines in a suit.

On the court, players on both sides began to warm up.

The fans on the sidelines also became agitated.

In addition to the cheers and encouragement for the home team, there were also naturally some disparagement and boos directed at the Thunder.

Durant filtered out the complicated noise and focused on shooting.

He didn't stop until he heard a few harsh sounds.

"Haha, did you see those two? They made me laugh to death."

"Yeah, one of them has a bandage on his leg, just like Astro Boy, and the other one has a bulging nose, a pig nose, right? They are indeed Asian players, and their evolution is completely different from ours."

"Yes, yes, look at him like that, a pure yellow-skinned pig, hahaha."

Durant only felt his temple throbbing.

He doesn't care if the players on the field are insulted for playing badly.

But these home team fans actually laughed at the two injured players of their team.

The player was injured because of Dio of the Spurs.

Damn it!

"Even if it's just to save your face, I'm going to beat them up!"

Durant muttered to himself.

In this game, the Spurs had a clear advantage in lineup.

After Ibaka and Lin Chuan were injured, the Thunder replaced the starting lineup with Collison and Perkins.

Almost everyone thought that the Spurs could easily take the lead in this game.

The Spurs and Popovich himself think so too.

The game starts soon.

The Spurs took the lead, with Duncan launching the first attack after a successful jump ball, and Parker scored the first goal from mid-range.

"Leonard, defend Durant well! This is their only strong point in this game!"

On the sidelines, Popovich shouted,

"As long as we lock him down, no one on the Thunder will be able to attack in this game!"

Leonard also knew this and immediately moved forward, just like he did in the previous games.

Even in the game where Durant exploded and scored 49 points, it was extremely difficult for Durant to score in this situation.

Just as Leonard was thinking this, Durant in front of him twisted his waist, used his extremely powerful core explosive power to jump up, broke away from Leonard's close defense, and forced a three-pointer.

"Can this be scored?"

Leonard was shocked.

"Brothers are more important than women, boy."

Durant said coldly.

The first quarter is ongoing.

The situation on the court was not what most people thought, with the Spurs predicted to take the lead easily before the game.

On the contrary, in just eight minutes of game time, the Thunder, led by Durant, was already leading the home team Spurs by seven points.

At this moment, his three-pointer expanded the advantage to double digits.

It slapped a lot of people in the face.

Even if Leonard was about to wrap around Durant like an octopus, it was of no use.

Durant has gone crazy.

At the end of the first quarter, Durant scored 14 points and led the team to a 27-point lead over the Spurs 20:7.

"Awesome." X2
As Durant left the court, Lin Chuan and Ibaka both gave him a thumbs up.

"Sprinkle some water."

Durant waved his hand and said disdainfully,
"I'm the MVP, man."

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Maybe you're too excited to play, you're sweating more than usual."

"Don't tell me, you felt hot after playing, but I also felt hot even when I wasn't playing."

Hearing this, Ibaka also fanned himself.

Rematch in the second quarter.

Durant continued to be unparalleled, showing off his rich arsenal right from the start, including three-point shots and layups.

This forced the Spurs to use double-team tactics to limit the team.

However, in the second quarter, another person stood up and continued the Thunder's offense.

It is the Thunder's sixth man, Kevin Martin.

In the second quarter, the Spurs not only failed to narrow the score after double-teaming Durant, but were stopped again by Martin who suddenly appeared.

On the Spurs bench.

"I'm sorry, I didn't stop him."

Leonard felt guilty.

The opponent clearly only had this one strong point, and if they could lock him down they could win the game, but I failed and let my opponent beat me.

Although they were stopped again and were already 15 points behind halfway through the second quarter, Popovich still looked calm and composed.

There was not much criticism for Leonard's failure to defend Durant, but he said to him who took the initiative to apologize,
"It's okay. He's the MVP after all. It's normal that I can't defend him alone. I'm going to double-team him. Don't worry. I'll be able to kill them without any bloodshed soon."

Durant was sweating all over and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his jersey.
"Look, they couldn't beat me and started to double-team me. Fortunately, Martin was there and their plans failed. This game is a win!"

"And I scored 24 points in this situation, isn't that awesome!"

Durant looked proud and waited for others to praise him.

"That's awesome, but I noticed you're sweating so much today, Kevin."

Brooks clapped his hands, then looked him up and down and spoke.

(End of this chapter)