field coach

Chapter 39

After losing to the Bulls away, the Magic's next game will be against the Celtics at home on the 15th.

The core of the Celtics now is Reggie Lewis.Reggie Lewis has performed well this year, averaging 21+4+4 per game.

Davis was on the sidelines of the training ground thinking about his opponent in the next game.Especially Reggie Lewis.

Reggie Lewis perfectly took over the banner left by Bird after Bird retired, leading the Celtics to continue to be an indispensable force in the East.

He was selected by the Celtics with the 1987nd pick in the first round in 22. Auerbach believed that he was the perfect successor to Bird.

Although the average playing time was only 9 minutes per game in the first year, because that year was still the Celtics, or Bird was at the end of his peak, the team didn't have so much playing time for him, and he averaged only 4 points and 1 rebound per game.

But in the second year, after Bird was absent due to injury, he perfectly filled the position left by Bird's absence, and his statistics soared to 18.5 points, 4.7 rebounds and 2.3 assists, and these were only completed in 31 minutes of playing time.

In 1991, Lewis also staged a famous moment. He gave Jordan four hot pots in a game, which was not only recorded in history, but also made the "victim" still fresh in his memory after more than 20 years.There are indications that the Celtics leader from the bench is about to become a new generation of theocratic challengers.

Last season, he became the only player in the history of the Celtics to get 100 rebounds, 100 assists, 100 blocks and 100 steals in a single season.

All in all, it shows that Lewis has hope to lead the Celtics and continue to reproduce the glory of the 80s.

However, in the first round of the playoffs last year, Reggie Lewis fell heavily on the court during the game. . .

The reason was arrhythmia. After an expert examination, he was advised to retire immediately.

Originally, this was supposed to be a story of heaven being jealous of talents. Excellent players had to leave their beloved stadium due to the attack of illness.However, Reggie Lewis, eager to continue his career, opted only for conservative treatment.

The story ends with Reggie Lewis collapsing on the practice field during a routine practice session on July 1993, 7, and never waking up.

The Celtics fell into the deepest darkness in the 90s. . .

Davis sighed. As a person who traveled from the future, although he couldn't remember many details, he still had an impression of this sensational event in the NBA.

Moreover, it will not be Nick Anderson in the original time and space who will face Reggie Lewis tomorrow, but Sprewell. . .

After training, DeWeese called all the players together.

"Tomorrow's game, the defensive intensity against Reggie Lewis should be less intense. Don't talk trash, and don't engage in high-intensity physical confrontation." Davis said to the players seriously.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

Sprewell, the most unstingy, blurted out: "Michael, have you bet on football?"

Davis was taken aback, and slapped Sprewell on the head. "What are you talking about?"

"Because of a heart attack?" said the oldest Skiles.

Davis nodded, "I've asked someone about his illness. In the worst case, he may die suddenly on the court at any time."

"What? Is it so serious? Then why does he continue to play?" Scott asked puzzled.

"Because he has a basketball dream."

Everyone stopped talking, and there was a long silence on the sidelines of the training ground.

Before the start of the game the next day, DeWeese appeared in the arena in a rare suit.

"Go and ask Reed (Auerbach) if he's here." DeWeese randomly found a staff member and asked him to ask the Celtics.

After a while, the staff member hurried over.

"Under normal circumstances, Reed would not play away games with the team, but because he had a meeting in Boston yesterday, he followed today." He said to Davis.

"Invite him, forget it, I'll go there in person. Also, go to the box and prepare a box of best friend cigars."

After speaking, DeWeese went straight to the Celtics locker room.

Surprisingly, Auerbach was not in the locker room, and DeWeese saw him outside the locker room.Accompanied by several others, he was puffing away at his signature cigar.

"Hi, Mr. Auerbach."

DeWeese nodded to the others, and then greeted Auerbach respectfully.

"What a polite boy, why did you come here? Are you a fan of the Celtics?" Auerbach asked DeWeese with a smile, and he couldn't see the appearance of the court tyrant at all.

One of the few people around him knew DeWeese. He told Auerbach, "He is not a Celtics fan. He is the son of the owner of the Magic, Michael DeWeese."

The curiosity on Auerbach's face became even stronger: "Little Michael, what are you doing here?"

"I have admired Mr. Auerbach's name for a long time. Today I am honored to invite Mr. Auerbach to the Orlando Arena. I have prepared my best friend cigars, and I invite Mr. Auerbach to sit in the box."

"It's been a long time since I saw such a polite guy, but I prefer to watch the players play from behind the bench." Auerbach's smile remained unchanged, but he rejected DeWeese's invitation.

"I have ordered the players today not to make high-intensity defense against Reggie." That's all Davis said.

Auerbach's face suddenly changed.DeWeese said no more, and the test made a please gesture to Auerbach.

After coming to the box and sitting down, Davis saw that the drinks and refreshments in the box were ready, and ordered the waiter to leave.

"Little Michael, what do you want to say to me?" Auerbach looked at DeWeese's figure, because he wore a suit today, which showed DeWeese's figure even more. Auerbach, who was 175, didn't look short at all in front of DeWeese, who was 193. On the contrary, he was more imposing.

"Mr. Auerbach. That's right." Davis was about to speak.

"Call me Reed."

"Mr. Reed, I'm also a basketball player, and I'm going to participate in the draft next year."

"Haha, I heard it just now, what's the matter? Do you want to play with the Celtics? Hahaha." Before finishing speaking, Auerbach laughed himself. "How about coming to the Celtics? I can give you unlimited firepower. Just you and Reggie, I think you can form the strongest perimeter combination in the league, and step on that kid in Chicago."

DeWeese laughed too, but soon became serious.

"Mr. Auerbach, do you know anything about Reggie's condition?"

Auerbach picked up the cigar on the table and took out the cigar cutter from his pocket. DeWeese quickly took out the lighter and lit the cigar for Auerbach.

Auerbach could tell he enjoyed DeWeese's deference.

He took a puff of his cigar and said to DeWeese: "I heard that experts advised him to retire immediately, but he insisted on continuing to play. You must know that in our era, minor injuries could not leave the line of fire. I think he is a real Celtic."

"Mr. Reed, a heart attack is not the same as other physical injuries, including a ruptured cruciate ligament. Do you want to repeat the tragedy of Len Bias?"

Auerbach's complexion changed drastically.

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(End of this chapter)