On the NBA’s All Beings

After playing in New York, the Lakers rushed to Boston non-stop to challenge the league's first giants and the Boston Celtics who won 15 championships. The only team in the entire league where the sky above the arena is more messy than the Lakers. The sky is full of jerseys and championship flags, but let alone, it is really beautiful.

　　Wang Hao closed his eyes while watching the old Kobe god, and ran to his side in a humble manner, "Corvo, I'm going to fight the Celtics right away, and your old opponent Pierce, aren't you excited?"

　　 Kobe picks up his eyelids and utters the phrase "Pierce is injured or not, don’t you know?"

　　 "..." Wang Hao was choked by Kobe and died.

　　 "This time I go up and move my muscles and bones."

　　 "Wang Hao, you will continue to arrange the tactics of this game."

　　 Kobe and Zen Master directly threw Wang Hao into the coaching bench.

　　 "Then can I paddle in this game?" Wang Hao made a special decision.

　　 "You are free, anyway, the tactics and personnel mobilize you to arrange. I am old, and the energy is not enough, the game is left to you." After finishing the task, the Zen master leaned back on the chair.

　　 "Then let Kobe play the wrong position, and Bynum eat cake?" After careful consideration, Wang Hao came up with the prototype of today's tactics.

"Drink! The atmosphere of the Green Army's home stadium is really not built." Entering TD North Shore Garden, Wang Hao felt the warm atmosphere of Boston fans. Unlike the Knicks, New York fans look down on the rest because they are in a big city. The city team, the Boston fans are all because of the honor, the team's heritage.

　　 "Hello friends, everyone, here is the NBA regular season broadcast by TNT for you, Boston Celtics VS Los Angeles Lakers. I am your old friend Charles."

　　 "Hello everyone, I'm Kenny," the TNT duo started daily.

"Kenny, you see, Wang Hao didn't even take off his warm-up suit. He sat on the bench with a tactical board. Is he going to be a coach?" Barkley said, but it really made him right. Guest coach.

　　 "Maybe the Lakers are doing some tricks" Kenny Smith guessed uncertainly.

　　 The game started, and the big screen showed the starting points of both sides.

　　 Lakers: Bynum, Radmanovic, Tucker, Korver, Kobe.

　　 Celtics: Kendrick Perkins, Al Jefferson, Ryan Gomez, Gerald Green, Delonty West.

　　 "Look, Kenny, Wang Hao really didn't show up, and didn't take off his training uniform. He just sat off the court. Is he really going to be a guest coach this time?" Barkley exclaimed.

　　 "Calm down, calm down, Charles, maybe this is a smoke bomb released by the Lakers? And without Paul Pierce, how much combat power can the Celtics have?" Kenny Smith said.

"Evacuate, evacuate the inside line. After Bynum gives Kobe a pick-and-roll, don't want to press into the basket when you receive the ball. Can you hear it? Someone will throw the ball to the bottom corners when someone helps. Kerr and Radmanovic have a corner. Korver is looking for opportunities outside the three-point line at will." Wang Hao briefly arranged his tactics.

　　 "Corvo, give Kyle Korver more chances. His three-pointer is still very accurate." Wang Hao specifically admonished.

　　 "I see, coach." Corbett emphasized the word coach.

Bynum won by jumping the ball, and the situation on the field is going as Wang Hao envisioned. The Celtics could not limit Kobe. What's more, after the pick-and-roll, Kobe frequently sent second passes to his teammates to feed the cake. . The Celtics' offense has been in a tepid state due to the lack of Pierce, the arrow figure, and relying on Gerald Green's convulsion and Al Jefferson's hard hit did not let the point difference be too wide.

　　 After five minutes of play in the first quarter, the score was 9:17. The chicken soup coach Rivers finally couldn't stand it anymore and called a timeout.

　　 "Corvo, do you want to take a break? Let them play for a while?" Kobe left the game and Wang Hao quickly flattered him with towels and drinks.

　　 "Don't use it yet, there is no activity yet." Bryant replied.

　　 "Good! The boss is mighty.".

"Come on, Farmar, Radmanovic take a break, remember that if the number 9 on the opposite side will defend me two meters while defending him, do you hear it? Prevent his breakthrough, and bye Nahm, be careful not to let that number 9 grab a rebound." Instructor Long, who was dragging his training suit, suddenly felt a chill in his back, "Is it a cold?"

　　 "Boss, is it really good to put two meters?" Farmar asked weakly.

　　 "Well! Two meters is really not good." Wang Hao said thoughtfully.

　　 "If he doesn't hold the ball, you don't need to worry about it and go directly to the double-team holder. If he holds the ball, he should put at least two meters and be ready to double-team the receiver at all times."

　　 "..." Unknown, Farmar felt that Wang Hao was **** him.

　　 "Go! Tucker tops the power forward, and the Farmar reporter doubles. Remember to speed up, you must speed up, it is best to attack once in 7 seconds and shoot all three-pointers."

　　 The magic ball theory of "Guiding King" is online.

　　 "Why defend the Celtics' No. 9? He can't shoot?" the Zen master asked curiously.

　　 "Look at his hand, so big, it is not conducive to shooting, and he and I are the same, I still know how much." Wang Hao said vaguely.

　　 "Why the three-pointer is emphasized?" Zen Master asked second.

"Because one shot, three points are one point more than two points." Seeing that the Zen master's face is a bit bad, explain quickly. "We have too many rookies, and we can't get up to practice. If we go in, we are easy to be targeted. If we break through, Kobe and Byner Mu’s pick-and-roll is enough to allow them to take more shots from the outside to build the following confidence.

　　 "Yes, it's not bad, it's not bad, it's much better than the one who can only add chicken soup." The Zen master smiled and nodded.

　　 The screen returns to the field.

　　Famaer Fanglong guided two steps away, still chanting, "Don't blame me for entering, it was Wang Hao who asked me to let it go."

　　 Farmar stared at Long's guidance, waiting for Long's guidance to shoot, "Hey! Why don't you make a shot, I have let you so far." The impatient Farmar waited, "reminded".

　　DUANG!!!

　　 Instructor Long who can't make it through angrily hits an iron~www.ltnovel.com~ It's really inaccurate, and he didn't get in two meters." Farmar continued to speak a whisper that only he and Director Long could hear.

　　 Korver and Kobe made a two-lane fast break. Kobe made a false shot and passed the ball to Korver who was standing outside the three-point line.

　　唰! ! !

　　 Korver raised the knife and took the three-pointer.

　　 "Hey! You shoot, you don't shoot for such a big gap?" Rondo resisted the urge to beat people and passed the ball to Al Jefferson.

　　 Farmar directly threw down Long and guided him to double-team.

Snapped!

When 　　 turned around, the ball was shot off by Farmar.

　　DUANG!!!

　　 It's Korver again, there is a fast break free deduction.

　　 "It seems that Korver can be given the title of Los Angeles Flyer in the future?" Wang Hao thought of watching Korver reluctantly slam the ball in.

　　 "How about it, Zen Master, is it right to put him two meters away on the 9th?" Wang Hao said with treasure.

　　 "If you can, if you're good, you can just look at people, right?"

　　 Luwei patted Wang Hao sneakily, "Inner man, boss, I can also put him two meters, or even farther, you look at me..."

　　 "Okay, you go up and sneak him in the second quarter"

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