field coach

Chapter 316
Nick Van Exel looked desperately at No. 23 and No. 33 on the opposite side. After Davis was absent due to injury, he became the Magic's starting point guard.

After a period of running-in, he thought he could take up the position of Davis.

But when he faced the Bulls, he realized how big the gap between himself and Davis was.

8 points, 4 assists, 6 turnovers.

This is the answer sheet he handed in after three quarters.

Davis scored 67 points on Jordan before he was injured, but facing Jordan, he struggled to even score in double figures.

He took the ball, came to the frontcourt, and mechanically lobbed the ball to O'Neal.

O'Neal frowned, and still held the ball under Kemp's defense.

The Orlando Magic didn't run the ball at all, it was just the simplest singles inside. In addition to hitting Camp behind him, O'Neal also had to keep an eye out for the people next to him to attack.

In the end, his shot was interfered by Kemp and went wide.

Grant got a defensive rebound.

O'Neill shook his head, said nothing, and walked to the backcourt with his head down.

The Bulls specially arranged for Jordan to be misplaced to play Van Exel. Jordan is a full 15 centimeters taller than Van Exel, but his agility and speed are not inferior.

It can be said that Jordan can fight as he wants. Although Madman Fan's strength has improved, facing Jordan, he really has no way to attack and defend the weak.

Coupled with the Bulls' triangle tactics, it basically creates pure one-on-one opportunities for players.

At the end of the game, O'Neal looked at the 12-point difference above his head and shook his head again.

Davis watched the broadcast at home, and he also frowned the whole time.

"Nick is still too reluctant to face Jordan, and the Bulls have also seen this clearly. Let Jordan hit him at this point, and the effect is much stronger than Jordan hitting anyone else."

Obviously, whether it is Klay, Sprewell or Nick Anderson, the restrictions on Jordan are much stronger.

DeWeese turned off the TV and ran straight to the backyard.

He wants to seize all the time.

Fifteen minutes later, DeWeese, who was physically exhausted, lay on the court.

It was already warm in Orlando in May, and DeWeese wasn't worried about the possibility of catching a cold.

Two hours later, feeling a little better, DeWeese picked up the basketball again.

The Bulls won the first game, and the Rockets tore off the dark horse coat of the Mavericks.

Olajuwon scored 11 blocks in a game, and taught Hill and Hardaway well to be the second person.

火力全开的奥拉朱旺全场砍下23分14篮板7助攻11盖帽的准四双数据，主场大胜小牛23分。

Hill and Hardaway were completely out of alignment. Hill scored 21 points, while Hardaway only scored 14 points.

In the second game, D'Antoni still sent the same lineup as the previous game.

But this time he made a fool of himself.

"In this game, we speed up the offensive rhythm, and we must make a decisive shot when we have a chance in the frontcourt."

Anna, who was listening to D'Antoni's arrangement, frowned, obviously relying on O'Neal to attack, wouldn't speeding up in this situation be courting death?

D'Antoni, who became famous for his small ball tactics in later generations, finally chose the run and bomb tactics at the most critical moment of the team.

She wanted to remind D'Antoni several times, but seeing D'Antoni's focused tactics, she held back.

"It would be great if Michael was here." Anna suddenly missed Davis who was training crazily at home.

In this game, when Davis was watching at home, it was no longer as simple as frowning, he was already a little angry.

"Isn't this a blind fight? Using your own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths, it's no wonder you can win this game."

Two and a half hours later, the Magic lost again, this time by a full 15 points.

"Mike, in the next game, let Anna take the lead. Anyway, there is no better way now, let her try." Davis called D'Antoni unceremoniously.

D'Antoni pondered there for a while, and finally agreed to Davis' request.

In the Western Conference Finals the next day, the Rockets once again won the game at home.

Olajuwon can be said to be the pinnacle of the sea. As long as he is inside, the Mavericks' favorite breakthrough and scoring can't be played at all. After falling into the position, who can win the Rockets with Hakeem Olajuwon, the first of the four centers?

Game [-] of the Eastern Conference Finals, in the locker room.

Anna waited until the players had packed up and walked into the locker room.

The team members waited excitedly for Anna to arrange the starting lineup.

Although he only cooperated with Anna in 4 games, those four games were the most comfortable four games played by the entire Magic team.

"Let me announce today's starting lineup and style of play, Shaq, you won't start today."

O'Neill was only slightly surprised, and calmly accepted Anna's arrangement.

"Antonio, Dennis, Robert, Lutter, Chris, five of you are starting."

D'Antoni on the side heard Anna's starting lineup, and sprayed out the water he had just drank from his mouth.

"Anna, is it really okay not to have a point guard?"

Anna ignored D'Antoni's question and continued to arrange her tactics.

"Antonio, don't enter the penalty area, just organize the offense at the top of the arc. I remember that I designed a set of tactics with you as the core, and I will play according to that set of tactics today."

Mason nodded, signaling that he understood.

"Dennis, I have only one request for you today, Sean Kemp can't get an offensive rebound today."

Rodman stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"He can score and rebound in double figures today, and I will retire tomorrow."

"Chris, you go to defend Jordan. No matter how many times the opponent switches defenses, you just keep an eye on Jordan. The responsibility for missing defense is not yours."

Clay nodded expressionlessly.

"Lart, you go to defend Pippen, don't let him get too comfortable organizing the whole team's offense."

"Robert, shoot decisively. You are facing the shortest one on the opposite side today. You have to believe that he will not interfere with you at all."

After Anna arranged the tactics, she watched the players walk out, and then wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She was also very apprehensive about asking her to take command in such an important game, and she only accepted this task in order not to let Davis hope.

She thought about it for most of the night last night before she came up with such a tactic, and she didn't know if the effect was good or not.

Regardless of whether the effect is good or not, everyone was shocked when they saw that O'Neal did not play.

Even Phil Jackson, who always likes to be as stable as a mountain and pretend to be cold, can't sit still. . .

"Is this going to give up the game?"

But looking at D'Antoni sitting next to him on the coach's bench, Phil Jackson felt a big net and rushed towards his team.

(End of this chapter)