Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 113 The Song of Yao from the Toyota Center...

Sometimes, fate seems to favor those who win at the starting line...

Kobe Bryant lever 2+1,

Kobe hits a jumper.

Kobe steals Mayo for a fast break dunk,

Kobe Bryant three points,

kobe...

This is a game worthy of everyone's respect, at least the Houston people forced the Lakers to put down the last insurance...

At this moment, there is no triangle offense, twin towers tactics... Some only have 4 people stretched to the corner, 1 player who obviously belongs to the Two-dimensional world plays 1V5 bullfighting with almost everyone else in the Rockets...

The civilian team faced the nobles from the City of Angels and fired the last bullet in their guns...

At 121:112, many spectators who were afraid of traffic jams left the venue one after another...

They carry endless sadness and hope, they are painful and happy...

Because not a single fan at the Toyota Center is angry, complaining, cursing their team...

Many people were still thinking about taking pictures when they left the venue, commemorating the beautiful years that just passed away...

For the Houstonians, this seemed like a failed season.

罗恩接手前才10胜23负，即便是奇迹般的3连胜，也才刚刚在10的那个0上面改成了个3而已。

But you can see the team's discordant temperament. You can't see Ariza and Brooks fighting each other for shooting rights after the game; you can see that when the team is in adversity, they always catch and bite like mad dogs. You can't see who slams the door to complain about shooting rights and playing time...

It's just that after the three-game winning streak, they themselves don't know how good they are, and what kind of journey they will have next. Scola doesn't know, Lori doesn't know, Mayo doesn't know, and Yao Ming doesn't know.

Adelman and Ron had already started to figure it out, but they couldn't find out the answer all at once...

So the best trial stone was placed in front of them-the defending champion Los Angeles Lakers...

They won the first and third quarters, and won applause from the entire league in a tough, hard, united way that wasn't pretty...

What makes them great is not the fact that they dragged on until the last moment, but their repeated cockroach-like perseverance: their opponents are not only the mighty defending champion Lakers, but also everyone's contempt, the impermanence of injuries, helpless transactions and various external factors that can collapse the team.

But even if death is inevitable due to the setting of the plot, they still use a naive and reckless courage to postpone this deadline to the limit of their abilities.

This is a common folk myth.The Houston Rockets failed to relive their peak dream 14 years ago in this game, but they regained their temperament and heritage—the soul of the immortal Xiaoqiang who has been stepped on countless times and still crawls as if nothing had happened...

Obviously, in the final game, they pissed off the best player on the planet, and then simply let go of all their psychological baggage and let him tear apart...

121:112, 9 points gap...

1 minute and 30 seconds, the next part is pure cockroach spirit.

The Rockets ran out of cards and had to attack.

The Lakers' head-high inside gave double-digit blocks and dominated all rebounds. Bynum was like McCann in the 50s among the Rockets' short crowd...

However, the Rockets still did not give up on defense.

How can such Kobe defend?
foul…

Hayes fouled out with 6 fouls...

Scola fouled out with 6 fouls...

Trevor Ariza commits 5…

Jordan Hill commits 5…

...

They are still retreating in an orderly manner, organizing counterattacks, defending, fast breaks, and layups.

Wonderful scene: The Houston Rockets are still refusing to give up while firing the last bullet in their guns, using their flesh and blood to fight the bayonet with the Galaxy Battleship...

In the last minute, when the Lakers began to converge on half-truths and half-falsehoods, the Rockets were still relentlessly chasing points, forcing the Lakers to put on a posture of "making troubles more real", using black mamba singles and height advantages to attack a few goals to open up points...

However, the Rockets were still chasing until the end of the game. Ariza bit his lip and made two three-pointers when the Lakers were undefended...

125: 115.

27 seconds.

Ariza throws a flying rainbow over Artest's head...

At 125:118, Adelman, who knew it well, was too lazy to call a foul, and Ron also knew that this was his last dignity in Houston...

24 seconds for example, 3 seconds...

All the Rockets players stood up in front of the bench, and Mayo and the others on the field had already begun to stare at the floor in dejection...

Only the single-celled animal named Ariza still refused to give up. He screamed and rushed to the front court, and shot a three-pointer at the moment the light was on...

The score is fixed at 125:121...

The Rockets ended their hard-won three-game winning streak and gave the defending champion Lakers [-] consecutive victories...

This is almost the most classic battle for the Rockets since the start of the season...

A defeat can also be called a classic battle?

Yes, there is no shame in losing to the defending champions, not to mention they only lost by 4 points and almost wrote a legend...

The Rockets are indeed a glorious defeat.

Ron knew that sometimes, a loss can act as a stimulus, prompting the Rockets to work harder.

The moment he moved his body, he suddenly found that his whole body was trembling, and his nose was sore...

In this game, Scola and Hayes, the two major insiders of the Rockets, made 6 fouls and left the field. Mayo and Dragic teamed up with Coast-to-coast to chase and fast break. Ariza hit 7 three-pointers and scored 21 points. The Rockets still lost...

But they at least explained to the world what the soul of Hugh City is...

The audience stood up and applauded their players. Ron turned his head and saw that many people were obviously affected by Ariza's spirit, and they were smiling with passionate tears...

"Good job! Trevor!"

"Mayo! Keep it up! We all love you!"

"Don't care! We are strong!"

It's no wonder that many people have dropped the "BEAT-LA" sign and started shouting: "Go! Rocket! GO! Houston!"

refused to go...

unwilling to leave...

All the players covered their faces and wept sadly, many of them were already squatting on the floor with empty eyes...

The old man squatted aside and fell into deep thought. He put one hand on his knee and the other on his chin. He didn't respond for a long while...

Lowry looked at his knees in bewilderment, Dayao closed his eyes following the wounded one, and tightly squeezed his wrist...

Barkley: "We should be proud of the Houston Rockets! They have once again interpreted the spirit of Xiaoqiang, no, it should be the soul of Houston...It is difficult to be happy by beating such an opponent..."

Kenny: "Even their opponents are a little embarrassed to take the win away from them..."

Look at Kobe who made harsh words before the game. He walked to the Rockets bench, shook hands with everyone one by one, and gave Dayao the most cordial hug...

Looking at Artest, standing at the far end and looking at his former teammates seems a little dejected...

Look at Bynum, look at Gasol, look at all the players of the Purple and Gold Corps, their heads were lowered and their faces were dull, and they quickly rushed into the locker room...

A strong sadness permeated the entire Toyota Center arena. Even Scarlett and Taylor Swift, who were watching the game, stood up with red eyes and all the fans to cheer for the frustrated Rockets players...

Yu Jia: "Without Yao Ming, without Lowry, without Martin...It's hard to imagine how they persist until now...You can take away their victory, but take away their dignity...They don't even want to leave...This is their last strength..."

Yang Yi: "This is the first time I have seen a strong desire to play on Yao Ming's face this season. If the Rockets can continue to play like this every game... Maybe the Rockets' magical journey this season is far from over..."

Ron sniffed, as if a stone had collapsed in his chest... He raised his head and closed his eyes deeply...

A shivering and gentle face is always like a flower blooming on a dark street.His lips quivered, his eyes rolled...

The sad picture interprets the sad tune, and the ignorant youth is interpreted with singing...

In a trance, bursts of singing suddenly came from all around, making everyone in the Toyota Center raise their heads and look around in surprise...

Soon everyone joined their ranks with excitement, they beat the beat, they chanted hope...

Even the Purple and Gold Legion, who were about to enter the locker room, couldn't help being exaggerated, and turned around to watch...

"This is..." In the haze, in Ron's ears, the song with only one word, the passionate tune called the eternal classic "Italian Summer", and this is also the last hope of the most loyal people in Aerospace City...

"Yao Ming, Yao Ming, Yao Ming, Yao Ming..."

The whole Toyota Center reverberated with the passionate song of Yao, and in front of the big screen, there was only one giant from the East standing up with piercing eyes...

All the Rockets players were relieved, and they waved to the fans like brothers.

"That's right! We still have Yao! We are strong!"

"we are the champion!"

"Yes! We must be the champions!" Ron, who has always been known for his coldness and wisdom, appeared in front of everyone with a microphone in his hand, preparing to make a speech as the end of the game...

Maybe it's lonely.Sitting alone behind the bench, he obviously has such a fanatical heart, but he needs to calm down and face it.

Whether in the crowd or in front of the camera, it is as lonely as snow.

His identity determines his vision and mind above his friends.

He needs to stand high and look down on the overall situation; he must calmly watch and plan strategies.

Perhaps, he is not one of the best managers.Although he has the ability to see the overall situation, he is occasionally swayed by emotions;
He is the owner of the entire Toyota Center, but apart from Olajuwon, there is no more reliable partner; he is also the soul of the team, the leader of the locker room, and his few words can even affect the overall situation.

However, after all, he is only a novice in his 30s who has just stepped into the workplace... After all, he is also a human being, a team manager, and a dream seeker...

His red eyes and choked voice hesitated in front of the microphone... Except for the sentence "We must be the champions" just now, he couldn't even say a word...

At this moment, he closed his eyes, his body trembling unceasingly...

Even Scarlett on the sidelines staggered and cried...

The startled man instantly dazzled the bewildered hearts and eyes of all the players and fans who refused to leave, drawing a perfect end to the game...

"Thank you for your enlightenment!" Ron opened his eyes, two lines of tears fell down, and beside the corner of his mouth was the happiest and most proud smile...

(End of this chapter)