field coach

Chapter 124

Isiah Thomas was supported a moment ago, then fell to the ground on his knees.

But he knew very well that if DeWeese hadn't risked injury to help him, he might not have landed on his knee first, but somewhere else.

The team doctor soon came to the field, he looked at it for a while, and signaled for a stretcher to enter the field.

Thomas was carried off the court just like that.

The game became boring in an instant. Without Thomas, Joe Dumars couldn't compete with the Magic's luxurious lineup.

The Piston, who had no intention of fighting, simply resisted and then surrendered.

After the game, DeWeese ran to the Pistons locker room.

"Excuse me, which hospital is Isaiah in?"

He walked into the locker room, and the entire Pistons locker room looked over.

Seeing a series of complicated eyes looking at him, the cold sweat on Davis' back instantly flowed down.

Joe Dumars stood up. He had already changed his clothes. He said to DeWeese, "I'm going, you come with me."

DeWeese nodded, and Joe Dumars walked out of the locker room one after the other.

As soon as the two of them left the dressing room, a big flower bug rushed over.

Oh no, it’s gone, we’re not writing about Water Margin.

Rodman just walked over.

Knowing what he was here for, DeWeese motioned to Rodman.

"Let's go together."

Rodman nodded without speaking, and silently followed behind Davis.

Joe Dumars glanced at Rodman and said nothing.

The best hospital in Orlando, in a ward specially reserved by the Magic.

When the three pushed the door open, Isiah Thomas was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Hearing the door opened, he subconsciously looked towards the door.

"Why are you here?"

Thomas was very curious about this trio.

"How did you get together?"

The three went to the bed and sat down.

"How's the test result, Thomas?" Joe Dumars was the first to speak.

Thomas' face darkened.

"Joe, I may not be able to fight with you anymore."

Joe Dumars' complexion changed drastically.

"Are you retiring?"

Thomas nodded, "The ligament is torn. The doctor said that I can play when I'm healthy, but I'm tired. I have all the honors I deserve. I just take this opportunity to say goodbye to this stage."

Joe Dumars wanted to say something else, Thomas waved his hand.Joe Dumars hesitated to speak.

"Dennis, I actually don't blame you. Although I don't know what promise DeWeese made to you, this alliance is a business alliance. Everyone has the right to choose their own path." Thomas said to Rodman again.

Rodman was silent, not saying a word.

It always felt weird watching Isiah Thomas say something to this, to that.

He remembered, isn't this a common rhythm for Tuo Gu?

However, Thomas suddenly stopped Davis.

"I'll call you Mike. Calling you Michael always reminds me of someone else."

Joe Dumars deserves to be the person who knows Isiah Thomas best, he pulled Rodman out.

"Thank you today, if it weren't for you. I might not be as simple as a torn ligament." Isiah Thomas once again expressed his gratitude to DeWeese.

"I think that under such circumstances, any person will make that choice subconsciously." Davis smiled and didn't care.

"Boy, don't forget, I'm the boss of the bad boy army. In our era, there were not a few players who retired because of the Pistons' defense."

DeWeese thought about it, and felt that what he wanted to say to Isiah Thomas before the game started was a good time to say it now.

"Eat shit, my lord."

No no no.

"Times have changed, Thomas. It is no longer the era of pursuing the ultimate iron-blooded defense. After Stern came to power, the rhythm of the entire league is getting faster and faster, and the iron-blooded defense you admire is outdated."

Davis said to Thomas unceremoniously.

Thomas smiled at DeWeese and said, "I'm not discussing this with you, DeWeese, do you know why I left you alone?"

Davis waited quietly for Thomas' next words.

"DeWeese, do you think there is an era in the league where point guards dominate the league?"

I didn't expect Isiah Thomas to throw such a question.He curled his lips.

Point guards rule the league? 20 years from now. . . .

But he thought about it, and said to Thomas: "From 85 to 90, the Lakers had three championships. You led the Pistons to two consecutive championships. The core of the Lakers is Johnson. I think these years should be regarded as the era of point guards ruling the league. Going forward, there is no reference point, and the rules of play are different."

Thomas nodded in satisfaction.

"Irwin retired. I originally wanted to last for a few more years, but now you have seen the situation of the Pistons, and I am almost unable to play. The reason why I made up my mind to retire today is because of this damn injury, and the other is because I met you."

"I?"

"Yes, Mike, I see a new path for a point guard in you. I have never seen a point guard play like you. You have Irvine's court vision, a three-point shooting skill that does not belong to this era, and good physical fitness. Except for poor defense, I think you have the potential to achieve perfection in other aspects." Isiah Thomas considered for a while, and slowly said to Davis.

Davis didn't expect Thomas to think so highly of himself.

"So, in the case of point guard successors, I don't think it's a big deal for me to choose to retire."

Davis asked strangely: "Aren't you optimistic about John Stockton? I think his partnership with Malone is based on the Jazz's reinforcements. It is still very promising."

"That kid? His physical fitness is too poor. Even with top court vision, scoring has always been his weakness. Moreover, the combination of him and Malone, can it be compared to that big guy like you and O'Neal?" Thomas didn't think highly of Stockton, which Davis didn't expect.

Neither of them spoke. After a while, Thomas said faintly: "After retiring, I can relax, but I will not leave basketball. Maybe I can find some work in a team."

Speaking of this, Isiah Thomas's eyes lit up, and he said to Davis: "I heard that some time ago you pulled that stinky bird and McHale into your team as coaches. I don't know if your team's management still lacks people? I think I have a good eye for people."

Davis was shocked and blurted out: "This is impossible!"

(End of this chapter)