Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 594 You Are the Hero of Los Angeles
VIP box on the second floor.

"What the hell, Erwin, after the finals, you have to fire me immediately, immediately, without any members of the coaching staff!"

Jenny Buss just hung up the phone, and the uniform team reported to her about Downs' situation. Downs will not play again in this game, and he will be off until November.

The fact that a player cannot be traded during an injury is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for Jenny Buss.

The magician Elvin Johnson got up and opened the wine-red wooden door of the private room, leaving only Jenny Buss with a generous back.

"What are you going to do?" asked Jenny Buss.

Magician: "Do what I have to do!"

Bang, the heavy wooden door was slammed shut.

Laughlin hugged her shoulders and stared intently at Yuan Qingshan on the court. She didn't know if Yuan Qingshan had any plans for possible changes in the future. If the situation was too bad, she would use all her connections to help Yuan Qingshan find an ideal next home. I believe that with Yuan Qingshan's fame and strength, he would definitely be the target of all teams.

Magic Johnson came directly to the infirmary from the stairs on the right, and the doctor on duty told him that the Lakers had left.

One step later, the magician went to the visiting team's locker room, and sure enough, he saw Towns lying on the massage chair, clenching his fists while watching the game.

"Don't worry, Carl." The magician lifted a chair and sat down beside Downs.

Downs shook his head: "I'm not worried at all."

After a pause, he asked, "Do I look nervous? Actually, I was thinking about what to say to the media after we won the championship."

The magician smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Whether it was true or not, it was not easy to hear these words from Downs at this time.

Downs pointed to the TV, and the screen happened to show Yuan Qingshan: "The FMVP must belong to this guy, but I also performed well in the series, and I can always get interviews, right?"

The magician laughed and nodded: "You are also a hero in Los Angeles!"

The team doctor took out a small bag of new ice packs and applied them to Towns. Hearing the conversation between him and the magician, he felt very uncomfortable, because just a few minutes ago, the big boy was crying heartbreakingly.

"Good shot, it would have been nice if Hassan jumped a little higher. If it were me, I would definitely show it to the people of Cleveland!" Downs sat dishonestly on the chair, swung his fists around, and accidentally stretched his knee. It should have hurt, but he didn't even frown.

The score of the two sides was given on the live screen, 102 to 91, the Lakers still lead by 11 points, and there are only 3 minutes left.

Since Downs left the field, the two sides have called several timeouts in turn. It seems that a long time has passed, but in fact the game only lasted 4 minutes.

O'Neill's voice sounded on the TV: "In the past few rounds, the two sides have played very fast, and the rhythm has increased, which consumes a lot of energy. I think Jeff Green can't stand it."

Mark Jackson: "Yeah, he may not have been ready to play for so long. Towns' injury made him have to step up."

Barkley: "If this is a young player, you may wish to have this kind of opportunity, but a veteran like Jeff Green will not. People are eager to win the finals easily."

O'Neal: "I don't know what happened to Towns' knee. The working group has not been able to find out the news so far. If there is a miracle in the last few minutes and he can come back, the Lakers will be more stable."

Mark Jackson: "No, I think Coach Wharton is enough to blame himself at this moment. He can't let Towns take risks anymore. A conscientious head coach will value his players more than trophies."

O'Neill and Barkley nodded at the same time.

"Unfortunately, I'm going to let them down." Downs said quietly.

What he meant was that he couldn't create miracles like what O'Neill said, and appear on the field again.

"No, Carl, you never let us down." The magician continued to comfort.

The "should do" he said to Jenny Buss was to comfort Downs.

O'Neill: "Look at this ball!"

On the field.

O'Neal sat in the commentary seat and exclaimed: "Look at this ball!"

Taking advantage of LeBron James' slack, Yuan Qingshan decisively rushed into the Cavaliers' penalty area from the right. Tristan Thompson flew up, ready to destroy the opponent's offense at all costs!

Yuan Qingshan flew up, and Tristan Thompson flew up.

Whoosh, Yuan Qingshan threw the ball in mid-air, and the next second, with a loud bang, Tristan Thompson slammed into Yuan Qingshan's body heavily.

Plop, the two landed on the ground, and Tristan Thompson was on top of Yuan Qingshan.

Beep, number 11 of the home team, foul!

A few figures rushed up from the visiting team's bench. Channing Frye and Nick Young lay on the floor and asked about Yuan Qingshan's situation.

Tristan Thompson stood up with his hands on the floor like no one else, then moved his ankles and tidied up his jersey.

"FxxK! You deserve a beating!" Beverly rushed up and punched him on the chin. Tristan Thompson was completely defenseless, and his nose bleeds immediately.

Number 21, foul, foul, foul!

The referee pulled the two apart and waved wildly at Beverly: "Don't come closer, don't come closer!"

Korver hurriedly stopped and hugged Beverly, preventing him from rushing into the crowd of Cavaliers.

The referee pointed at the player tunnel over and over again: "Expulsion! Visiting team No. 21, expulsion!"

"If you dare to touch my brother again, I will keep you out of the arena!" Beverly was pushed out of the field by two security guards, and he didn't forget to turn around and yell at Tristan Thompson as he walked.

Channing Frye almost stuck to Yuan Qingshan's face: "How are you? Tell me, don't scare us."

"Ugh." Yuan Qingshan groaned, then turned over, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the deep ceiling and said, "That fellow Tristan is so heavy."

"Fuck, you scared us to death!" Nick Yang hammered Yuan Qingshan's chest, causing Yuan Qingshan to cough.

The team doctor still didn't come back from Towns' place. The fitness coach cameo, asked Yuan Qingshan, and then nodded to Wharton. Wharton finally let out a sigh of relief.

Towns is already injured. If Yuan Qingshan is injured again, even if Jenny Buss doesn't do anything, he himself will not stay with the Lakers.

Channing Frye and Nick Young pulled Yuan Qingshan up, and Yuan Qingshan walked to the free throw line.

Yuan Qingshan had already made a shooting action for the ball just now, and Tristan Thompson violated his cylinder after the ball was released. Then the ball missed, so the Lakers got two free throws.

hiss... ho...

Yuan Qingshan adjusted his breath, scored the first free throw.

Crash, clatter, the Cavaliers fans behind the basket shook the props in their hands vigorously, trying to distract Yuan Qingshan's attention.

There is not much time left, and the Cavaliers must not allow the Lakers to score again.

(End of this chapter)