from the golden generation

Chapter 126 Team Problem
Divac scored a goal, and the Hornets' scoreboard finally counted.

"33 to 21, it seems difficult for the Hornets to recover the score."

The commentator expressed his opinion. To be honest, he never thought that the Hornets would win until now.

Now it seems that the Hornets' victory is an unrealistic thing.

Houston has the ball on the next possession.

He is deliberately slowing down to take a few seconds of rest.

"Here, here."

Yan Song jumped to ask for the ball, but Rice behind Yan Song was very vigilant.

Yan Song is about to attack, can he defend the opponent...

Houston passed the ball, Yan Song jumped up to catch the ball and landed with both feet.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song turned around and swept the ball with a low sweep, shaking the ball left and right several times in a row.

Rice scrambled to steal a few times without success.

However, Yan Song found an opportunity to pass by in one step, and Rice felt that he was too weak.

I can only watch Yan Song pass him, and then watch him make a mid-range shot from behind.

At this time, Rice suddenly wanted to give Yan Song a foothold.

But that's unsportsmanlike, and Rice doesn't want to do that, and won't do that.

The goal was scored, Yan Song scored 14 points, and the score came to 34 to 21. The score just recovered by the Hornets was lost, and it did not play a decisive role.

"Keep an eye on him, keep an eye on him, don't let him score so easily, use up his energy!"

Cowens got angry and yelled.

Yan Songbai glanced at Cowens, who was blushing, hehe, incompetent and furious. In our eyes, what you do is the incompetence of the weak.

Yan Song became arrogant again, his originally slightly bent waist instantly straightened, and he walked with flying.

"Yan is crazy!"

"Best Rookie."

"Best rookie, best rookie!"

Listening to the fans' good reputation for him, Yan Song was flattered and laughed in his heart.

As expected, he is the strongest, and any chosen person has to step back a little.

Dare to ask anyone in the NBA who can do what he does. He can beat other players after only playing basketball for more than half a year.

Yan Song thinks that he is invincible, which is the pride of a rookie.

Van Gundy looked at the triumphant Yan Song and was not happy, but rather worried.

Arrogant soldiers must be defeated, arrogant soldiers must be defeated, he heard this word more than once.

This word can really be used to describe the current Knicks. They win too much and lose too little.

This will make everyone think they are strong and hard to beat.

Like Yan Song, people who are at the peak of their debut have a problem, they have not experienced major failures.

His ability to bear these will decline.

"Yan Song, I hope you can lose once."

"Let's lose once...it's good for you..."

Van Gundy murmured in his heart for a long time. If his thoughts were known to others, few people would understand him.

After all, how can there be a coach who wants his players to lose.

But his mood and his thoughts, only Van Gundy himself knows...

"Wow!"

The people's shouts woke Van Gundy up, and he looked at Ewing, who had just completed the dunk, high-five Yan Song.

I have mixed feelings in my heart, and I have thought a lot.

Time came to the end of the second quarter.

The Knicks once again defeated the psychological defense of the Hornets players with a score of 59 to 36.

Boggs was about to swear, and Divac was already swearing.

Grandma, is this human? This is the playoffs and not the regular season, please.

But now they are led by more than 20 points by the Knicks, and they can't beat them at all.

Rice even threw the towel from his teammates at the end of the second quarter, and he lost his fighting spirit.

"Everyone…"

Cowens hesitated to speak, he wanted to comfort everyone, but it was obviously not good to do so.

The players are proud, maybe calm is the better way.

In this way, people saw that everyone on the Hornets bench was in a unified posture.

Everyone was holding their heads in frustration.

Entering the playoffs was originally a happy thing, but now they have been hanged, happy?fuck off!

Who would be so big that he would be happy to be hanged and beaten.

They need to score and stabilize the situation now, at least not to lose too badly.

This offense is very important to the Hornets. If they still make mistakes this time and fail to score, then some people really don't want to continue playing, so they just surrender.

The third quarter begins.

The Knicks' starting five all went off, and Stokes, Ward, Williams and others played.

Cowens laughed at himself from the bench.

"This time in the third quarter, the first class will be the end of the class, haha... hey."

Sad sigh, they played so poorly today that they were beaten like this by the Knicks.

Cowens glanced at his players with an indescribable feeling.

Are we too weak, or is the enemy too strong?
Everyone knows the answer. The Knicks must be too strong. Even without Yan Song, the Knicks are still top-notch.

Not too bad, can still enter the playoffs.

The arrival of Yan Song is to improve this team a lot, both in terms of offense and defense.

The game is still going on, and the Knicks players are chatting.

On the side of the Charlotte Hornets, Rice watched his teammates lose points one after another and the Knicks scored one after another, complaining.

"Why are they all so weak?"

The words fall.

Everyone looked at Rice together, and it was normal for Rice to vent his emotions.It's just that the occasion is not right.

"Les, watch your words and deeds!"

Divac sternly reprimanded, and Rice gave him a blank look, and covered his face with a towel.

The team has conflicts, which is not a trivial matter.

The head coach Cowens did not mediate the conflict immediately, he still chose to let everyone mediate by themselves.

Cowens again chose to sit on the sidelines.

As he himself said, problems between players should be resolved by themselves.

This made the atmosphere on the Hornet's side uncomfortable, full of gunpowder.

...

On the field.

The Knicks played smoothly, and Starks made the second three-pointer.

The basketball was hollowed into the frame to complete the score, and he threw himself into Ward's arms excitedly.

The feeling of the playoffs is really different from the regular season. The opponents will not release water, and they will try their best to defend.

It's just that the Hornets are not strong, and the Knicks' bench can still deal with one or two starters.

"Damn it, can't you even beat other people's substitutes?"

Boggs roared on the court, slapped the basketball hard, and the veins on his forehead popped up.

Everyone knows that it's not that they can't beat, but that there is a problem with the Hornets, and there are problems between mentality and players.

This problem can be big or small. If it is big, it will cause the team to lose all the time, and some people will even be traded.

If it is small, it is as small as a small spark, and nothing big will happen.

Seeing all his players like this, Cowens finally couldn't sit still, and hurriedly signaled the referee to suspend the game.

He needs to adjust...

(End of this chapter)