Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 178 The City Without Owners
The Los Angeles Clippers are a real version of "No Man's City". Their core is unwilling to take responsibility, and their players are unwilling to work hard... ——Ron.

...

In front of him, the Clippers' new head coach Negro was dead silent. The little old man's face was flushed, his eyebrows were frowned, and even the veins on his arms could be clearly seen.

He glanced at the mental outlook of the "sailors" on all the broken ships, and sighed sincerely...

This is the Clippers, a typical soft bone. When you encounter a hard rock that is stronger and harder than yourself, you will immediately become a soft-legged shrimp, and you can beat it...

Ron also frowned behind the Rockets bench, habitually putting the thumb of his left hand under his lips and moving back and forth, thinking.

It stands to reason that although the Rockets under his command are full of drive, they are not so good that they can beat an NBA-level team into a sieve. Although the scene of shopping for the defending champion yesterday is still vivid, the Rockets are still the team that relies on hard work.

On the opposite side is Chris Kaman, who is more fierce than Scola, and Eric Gordon, who is not lost to Mayo. Leaving aside the others, the rotation lineup will at least be stronger than the Rockets.

But Staples is surrounded by turmoil, you can see how badly the bad ship is playing from the helpless eyes of the fans...

Even Baron Davis, who threatened to avenge his big brother the Lakers and save the face of the City of Angels in front of the media in Los Angeles, was full of bad luck...

Reverse thinking starts...

Yes…

Ron glanced at the bearded man who was guarding the drinking fountain and waving the towel smartly...

In addition to the fact that this guy passed a few good shots in a decent way before the start, he almost played badly after that...

It's hard to believe that this is actually the leader of the Golden State Gang Hei Ba legend.

If it is said that he is no longer as brave as he used to be, it can be evaded because he is better at age... But the lack of motivation, as well as the attitude of handling the ball indiscriminately and sloppy defense can only be attributed to the lack of responsibility...

Yes, that's right, he is the biggest player of the Clippers in honor!
In other words, although his state is no longer the same as before, and he is often sent by the coach to guard the drinking fountains, his influence is still there. Even if it is not worthy of the name, he is still the "captain" of this bad ship, the core of the team...

One core is beating like this, what will the other younger brothers think?
"Forget it, the boss has given up, I still have to fight..."

"I'll just swipe my stats, no matter how many points he loses..."

"You don't do anything with so much salary, why do you let me work hard?"

...

This is the truest portrayal of the endless chaos of the real-life "No Man's City".

You can think that basketball is a sport of five people, and it pays attention to cooperation, but in any team, the core that stands up as the boss is also indispensable. Even if the Pistons in 5 were so ordinary, Billups was also the leader who did his part...

The reason why the Los Angeles Clippers really collapsed, according to Ron's reverse thinking, is that no one is willing to take on the responsibility of the leader, and they have come to this point today.

This is also the biggest tragedy of a team.

Not only that, when the fight is not good, no one is willing to stand up, to inspire the army, and to panic...

It seems that if the Clippers want to rise again, they have to establish a new core again...

Ron glanced sideways at the No. [-] pick who was chewing gum. Blake Griffin, a tiger-headed guy, is considered by the outside world to be the best successor to Tim Duncan. Although he is only a rookie, with a low-key and humble style, a mature and professional competitive attitude, the future of the Los Angeles Clippers is also worth looking forward to...

but not now…

Harvest rhythm!
Looking back, Negro still couldn't find a good way, and he took all his anger on BD's head. He replaced Baron Davis with Steve Blake, who played more reasonably.

Lowry's habitual vision is six-way, ears are all directions, the small tank-like figure and the world's most powerful overlord make Blake, who is not good at defense, feel helpless...

He twisted his small waist powerfully, galloped forward quickly with a brisk step, turned around and dribbled the ball continuously under his crotch, and flew to send a flying fairy...

Chandler!
He caught dunks empty-handed and roared to the frame. His ferocious face made everyone in Staples sigh...

"It makes it so easy to play alley-oops in your own backyard. These are the Clippers' two eye defense experts. Graduated from Lanxiang Technical College, King Kong No. [-] Jordan, King Kong No. [-] Kaman!"

Chandler beat his chest with both hands habitually, howled a few times like Tarzan of the ape, and then turned back satisfied.

Griffin's face was pale and his eyes were wide open. He watched Jordan and Kaman sluggishly buried their heads to pick up the ball at the same time, and shook his head helplessly...

...

Throughout the first half, after a few minutes of composure, the Clippers began to be less calm. The offensive end was still the same. Everyone on the defensive end watched Scola, and Mayo and others killed all directions inside and outside...

It's just that Kaman has entered his personal scoring mode again. This Texas Chainsaw Massacre really has two brushes in the paint.

"What? You say I'm a brush? You do what you want!" Although he himself is very dissatisfied with the contempt for him from the outside world...

47:31, 16 points difference, rushing to the garbage time...

The Los Angeles fans stared at the package tickets in their hands, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of spitting, "How about, let's cheer for the Rockets, at least Mayo looks like a star..."

"Yeah, you can't waste this little money..."

"GO-Rocket!"

"Come on! Mayo!"

The Clippers fans have already turned their backs, and the Lakers fans who expected the Clippers to avenge the home team felt bitter.

"Shit, I've known for a long time that there are no cheap ones..." (Clippers tickets are cheaper than Lakers tickets...)
"Come to an end, this damn ball game..."

...

"Who said rockets are weak? They're like a pack of beasts..."

"Not only that, this posture is heading for another bloody and insulting match..."

"Lord! Don't let me play later... I don't want to be in the masochistic background on 'Daily Roundup'..."

On the bench, Gooden, Butler, Collins and others have lost even the desire to score points...

...

Every dick who refuses to admit defeat has an unrealistic dream that he believes he can achieve.

It's best if you don't fight, I just want to fight!

At this time, the wind was surging, and a young hero stood up from the bench seat of the sunken ship, broken ship, and rotten ship...

"Hey, let me do it! Coach..."

On the sidelines, a mohawk with a broom head stood up with mixed feelings and walked to Negro.

It turns out that there are still people here who haven't lost their fighting spirit... Nigro looked back with some joy, but his face turned black...

"Diaosi's Self-Cultivation": Before the opportunity comes, you must keep your smile and let everyone feel your sincerity.

Nick Young narrowed his eyes and smirked...

...

I have never played such a smooth game before. Even in the second game against the Pacers after Ron took office, he fell behind all the way and only overtook at the end...

The new version of the Rockets is not used to being so much ahead of their opponents, and in the end, those with the nature of "letting water" will also be undefended...

Ron saw that his players were also happily entering the data collection mode, and then glanced at the scoreboard...

Forget it, it's not good to always let players play with a strong atmosphere...

This game is just for everyone to relax...

It's just that there is a faint sense of crisis that makes Ron unable to calm down...

...

"Hey, look at the Clippers players, how bright they are smiling, as if they won the championship ahead of time..." the four-eyed old man had no choice but to complain.

Miller: "Who is he? Nick Young? A creature from which planet?"

　Guarantee a change!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)