Versatile Point Forward

Chapter 142
The rest time is quite short, and the Blazers are "unfortunately" the team that will start the game on the first day.On April 4, US time, four playoff games kicked off the war. In addition to the Trail Blazers VS Rockets, the other three were Celtics VS Bulls, Cavaliers VS Pistons and Spurs VS Mavericks.After seeing the league's schedule, Ye Feng was also speechless. There's no need to put the only two rookies who participated in the playoffs as the main players on the first day, right?Can we still be friends?But no matter complaining or complaining, the schedule is arranged like this, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to.

But when Ye Feng drove to the Rose Garden Arena by himself, he was shocked: Why does it feel like the entire Portland people are concentrated here?Almost everyone was frantically waving scarves with the Trail Blazers logo on them, and wearing the baseball caps exclusive to each team that Ye Feng saw at the draft. Some fanatics even painted their faces carefully with oil paint. The logo of the Trail Blazers was vividly depicted. While queuing up to enter the arena, everyone held various signs and shouted slogans, for fear that others would not know that they were brainless fans of the Trail Blazers.Not to mention, in Ye Feng's eyes, they are really a bit brain-dead...

Seeing such a scene, Ye Feng was puzzled as a monk Zhang Er. This is not the first time he is a rookie playing at home. How can he say that this season he has played in the Rose Garden for as many as 41 times, but he is indeed the first time. Once he saw such crazy fans, or fans who acted so crazy, because he saw a few familiar faces at a glance, and those were fans who had asked him for autographs.And what surprised Ye Feng the most was that the entry time was wrong!He looked at his watch, that's right, it's not time for the team to train before the game, why did the fans start to enter the stadium so early?

The security guard in the player-only parking lot revealed the answer to him: This is the playoffs!For the first time in history, the burly security uncle didn't wear a uniform, but put on an oversized Blazers No. 7 jersey. Well, it was Roy's genuine jersey, but it was a bit horrible to wear on him.Ye Feng thought to himself that it was lucky that he wasn't wearing my No. 3 jersey, but soon the security uncle's words shattered his luck: "Ye, I plan to change to a Trail Blazers jersey every other day. It started with five of you and I think about it... you'll see me in your No. 3 jersey around the third home game."

Well, there's really no way to stop it now, Ye Feng looked at Uncle Security's beaming face, and smiled uglier than crying, but he couldn't object, so he could only express his gratitude to him for his strong support.The uncle patted him on the shoulder and said: "You are welcome, this is what I should do as a Trail Blazers fan. I only hope that you can lead the team to go further, as far as you can go. Although our only expectation before It’s just to make it to the playoffs, but now that we’ve made it to the playoffs, let’s raise our goal a little bit.” After speaking, he laughed and walked away.Ye Feng looked at the back of this guy who was gradually going away, and heard the faint laughter, it seemed that Roy's jersey didn't look so funny anymore, but there was something majestic in it.

After entering the arena, Ye Feng realized that the people queuing up outside were only part of the fans, those who had already entered were singing songs they wrote for the team in the stands, no, no, using the word "sing" It was an insult to their volume, they were literally yelling.Don't ask Ye Feng how he knew, he could still hear six to seven points clearly when walking in the aisle dedicated to players, one can imagine how deafening his voice was when he walked into the stadium.This is the battle song they sang spontaneously, just to encourage players like themselves wearing the Trail Blazers jersey. Even if they leave, the fans will still not change their enthusiasm in the playoffs every year. This is only related to the Trail Blazers. This team, or rather the city of Portland, has nothing to do with them.

But Ye Feng felt something burning in his heart.Before that, it wasn't that he didn't love this team. After all, they gave him a high courtesy and paid a lot for it.However, the so-called liking is not the sense of belonging that he is willing to leave his life here. He plays on the court just to complete the tasks assigned by the coach, just like completing homework in middle school and college.But now it's different, he seems to feel that he shouldn't play for victory, for these fans who are screaming and blushing, and this beautiful "City of Roses".

Walking into the locker room, everyone was there, even those who usually liked to joke around looked solemn, and the whole room was filled with the tense atmosphere before the war.After Ye Feng closed the door, he could still vaguely hear singing from the stadium. He shook his head slightly, walked quickly to his seat, sat down, and began to put on his equipment.The door opened again, and McMillan came in with a tactical board in hand. He tapped vigorously on the tactical board with a pen, and when everyone's attention was turned to him, he spoke in an impassioned, cadenced tone. , said slowly:

"82 regular season games, I know everyone is very tired, of course, I am also very tired, I want to have a good rest just like you, I want to go to Miami, I want to go to Hawaii, I want to go to various good places for vacation, put myself The fatigue of the whole season has been slowly relieved. But it is not enough now, and there are even more arduous battles waiting for us. Is a mere fourth place in the regular season enough to satisfy you? I don’t know what you think, anyway, I I will never be satisfied! Even if it is the Western Conference semifinals or finals, I am not satisfied. If I want to play, I will go to the stage of the finals to play!"

"I want to see the team replace the floor with the O'Brien Cup on it, and I want to see your jerseys with the O'Brien Cup embroidered on it. To do all of this, we all need to continue to work hard. Come on, even if you lose, you have to bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh!" He waved his hand, pointed to the door, and continued: "Is there anyone who hasn't heard the singing of the fans? If you haven't heard it, I I don’t mind letting you go out and feel it now! There are no fans who don’t want to see the team win the championship. All their hopes are placed on you. Whether you live up to their expectations or work hard to defeat the opponent is all up to you choose."

"I'm just telling you, I'm proud of you, I hope you can find more things for me, beat more teams, until the last moment!"

(End of this chapter)