Reborn NBA's Strongest Talent

Chapter 19 19. Richard suspended by the coach

"What?" Richard just stood up and was about to go out, and sat back down again.

Westbrook also paused, stopping in place to hear if there was anything else to say.

Donovan didn't add anything, but looked at Richard meaningfully, making people puzzled.

It is rare to announce that a player has fallen out of the rotation before the game. After all, it is up to the coach to decide who to play and who not to play, and no one can go against it.

Unless the average playing time does not meet the terms proposed in the contract, it can be intervened by management.

But that doesn't necessarily work either.

Besides, if you want to adjust the playing time, you will not communicate in this way.

Why did Donovan do this?
Oladipo sneered and left the locker room first.

Without further explanation from Donovan, other players also walked out of the locker room one after another. Several teammates who had a close relationship with Richard patted Richard before leaving to comfort him.

Donovan didn't wait for Richard, walked in the team and left. He also talked about tactics to other players and guided them individually.

Richard's head was still buzzing, and he sat on the chair not knowing what to do.

"Li Cha, come on stage." Nick Collison was the last to leave and called out to Richard.

Collison is a player left behind by the Thunder's predecessor, the Sonics. If the Supersonics hadn't been restructured and rebuilt into the Thunder in 08, he would have spent 13 years of his career with the same team.

In the current Thunder team, he is also the only player left by the Sonics.

He has been loyal to the team for many years and has the attributes of a good guy, and he has also become a cohesive person in the locker room atmosphere.

Although he has already become the team's last choice and has almost no chance to play, he still sticks to his loyalty.

"Huh? Oh!" Richard was in a daze, followed Collison out of the locker room and came to the bench.

Donovan was a little surprised when he saw Richard. He didn't expect Richard to come over after such a big blow.

Seeing Collison walking in front of Richard again, Donovan made another expression of enlightenment.

Then no attention was paid to the last two people sitting on the bench.

The game has officially started.

Towns, who has delicate skills, played brilliantly in the paint, and neither Adams nor Kanter could stop him from scoring.

On the wing is Wiggins, who has super talent. He has no less talent than James, whether it is a breakthrough or a jumper, he has caused trouble for the Thunder.

There is also the physically strong LaVine.

The Timberwolves showed great strength.

The biggest advantage of being young is that you are full of vigor, and you dare to flirt with anyone. At the same time, the problem with being young is that you are a little irritable.

The Thunder have already suffocated their energy. Westbrook and Oladipo on the outside are full of firepower, and the two inside also have rebound guarantees.

The scores of the two teams were tight and rose alternately.

The exciting competition drew cheers from the audience.

"Richard, look at this ball is really great, Russell attracts the defense, Victor makes an air cut, the two cooperate with each other tacitly, and dunk the ball!" Collison sat next to Richard and acted as the commentator.

Richard's eyes were blank, he looked at the field but didn't see anything.

Collison also discovered this problem, so he took the initiative to explain to Richard. His field of vision is wider, not only watching the movement of the ball, but also watching the running of other players.

"Hey! This ball is really lucky. The defense has not kept up with the opponent, but it is better to hit the iron. If the center of gravity is lowered and the hands are opened more, it will not be easily passed. But I am just talking off the court, and I can't do it myself."

"Everyone ran very aggressively and efficiently today. This time, we probably won't be able to make a strong play. Bah, bah, I'm such a crow's mouth!"

……

How do you feel that it is still funny besides explaining?
Richard finally convinced the tireless Collison.

No matter what your mood is, there is always a buzzing in your ear, and eventually your mood will become irritable.

If you can't fight the voice, it's best to ignore him.

"Thank you, Nick!" Richard let out a long breath, "I think I'll watch the game by myself."

"Of course Richard, I just think you shouldn't miss a good game. You shouldn't miss every good game." Collison grinned and blinked his right eye at Richard.

Feeling some fur tingling.

But this sentence has some deep meaning in it.

Or, it's just wishful thinking.

Richard seemed to understand what Collison was saying, but couldn't understand, and could only stare at him.

"Don't look at me, look at the court, Russell made another three-pointer, his three-pointer today is perfect!" Collison pointed to the court.

After Westbrook made a three-pointer, he made a movement of drawing his gun, facing the Thunder's bench.

What does this mean?Or is it not interesting?
Richard was a little dazed.

But after these few times, Richard faded out of his mind that he could not play today.

"Go away! A short man who only knows how to throw waves! Carry your turtle shell on your back, and it won't hurt so much to retract when you get kicked!" Some strange voices came from the auditorium behind Richard.

Because Westbrook's face and thick lips look like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, coupled with his flying style of play, some fans will jokingly call Westbrook a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

But these words should not be what the fans said at all, or in other words, this should not appear in the stadium at all. This is no longer a joke but an insult to the players.

Richard stood up angrily, looking for the guy who made the sound.

Collison also heard this voice, but this is the opponent's home court. It is very common for fans to boo the visiting team, and things that go too far will be dealt with by the Timberwolves or the league management. There is no need to be affected by this and increase your pressure.

Collison pulled Richard back to his seat.

"You have to learn to face the booing, otherwise you will easily break down emotionally in the away game, and naturally there will be problems in your performance." Collison comforted Richard with earnest words.

Richard nodded, his eyes continued to look backward, and he must find this guy.

There was no sound for a while, and Richard also refocused on the arena.

It was another time you came and went, Westbrook and Adams picked and rolled, and passed the ball within a few millimeters through Towns. Adams took advantage of the situation and made a low-handed layup, another wonderful cooperation.

Richard grabbed the towel and waved it around.

Today's game is really exciting, I shouldn't give up the process of learning and appreciating just because I'm not happy at all.

As for the matter of not being in the rotation, I will consult with Donovan when I come down, if there are any problems that cannot be solved through communication.

"Haha! Checking the data again! Don't shoot the empty basket, but deliberately pass the ball for assists, it's simply an imbecility!"

The discordant voice sounded again.

It's the same person as before.

"Who? Farting here!" Richard couldn't bear it, turned around and yelled.

"Hey! I thought someone was farting. It turned out to be a super rookie. Why haven't you played today? Isn't the second quarter already started?"

This voice not only complained about Westbrook, but also recognized Richard, and even sarcastically sarcasm.

"Shut up, get out if you can't read it!" Richard didn't want to argue with this kind of unqualified person, but at least please shut up.

"I spent money to come to see your performance, ten people playing with a ball." A white man who is considered tall among ordinary people stood up and yelled at Richard, "No, there is another one who is not even qualified to play."

His hair was disheveled, his face was flushed, and he was carrying a wine bottle, half empty.

Obviously a drunk.

Donovan turned his head when he heard the voice, and gave Collison a wink, and Collison pulled Richard again.

Richard also saw the situation of the other party, frowned in disgust, turned around and wanted to sit down.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Are you scared when you see me? If you can't perform on stage, why don't you perform for me here?" The audience didn't give up, and they didn't know whether it was drunk or drunk.

"Security! Do you care about such a person? How can such a person come in to watch the game?" Richard couldn't bear such insults to basketball.

"Come on, come on! Come on!" The drunk man was completely drunk, wriggling his disgusting belly, making a seductive gesture with his index finger, "I'll give you a tip!"

"Trash!" Richard finally couldn't help but swear.

This sentence detonated the drunk man like a lighter thrown into a wine barrel. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush down to the auditorium to fight Richard!

This time the scene was completely chaotic, the audience made various noises, and the game was suspended because of the riot.

The security guards rushed into the stadium immediately and stopped the drunk. Although the audience is a protected class with many rights in the NBA, the players are even more so. There must be no direct contact between the audience and the players.

When the drunk was taken away, the referee also came to the Thunder bench and gave Richard a technical foul.

It is very unwise to conflict with the audience, and the conflict also led to the suspension of the game. A technical foul is already a small one, and there may be follow-up processing.

Li Chade knew that he was wrong, but after being insulted like this, and being suspended by the coach today, the fire in his heart could not be contained at all, and he was also very wronged.

He opened his mouth to complain, but Collison stopped him again and pulled him directly to his seat.

Collison pressed Richard firmly on the seat with his hands, and said to Richard very seriously: "Li Cha, don't move anymore. I said that I hope you won't miss every good game. Now let me say one more thing, I hope you won't miss every game!"

On the other side, the referee ended the penalty and restarted the game.

Seeing this Collison whose face was always friendly but was so cold that he could drip water at this time, Richard averted his eyes guiltyly and nodded slightly.

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