NBA Legends Manager

Chapter 100 Despair
In the following time, Presti led the players to train from six in the morning to ten in the evening, and the cooperation, psychology and skills between the players became more and more mature as time went by.

The day finally came on May 5rd, and the media played up the game greatly, because if the Thunder loses this game, it is basically certain that the Los Angeles Lakers will be the champions!

"Curry, why hasn't the coach come yet?" Jordan looked at Curry who had just arrived at the players and asked.

"The coach hasn't come yet?" Curry was surprised. Usually, the coach has already arrived at this time.

At this time, other players came one after another. Seeing Curry and Jordan at the door, Harden was full of doubts: "Why don't you go in for training?"

"The coach didn't come." Little Jordan spread his hands.

"Call the coach," Durant said while taking out his cell phone.
Curry rolled his eyes and said, "We called early, but no one answered."

"Who knows where the coach lives?" Westbrook's tone was slightly anxious.

The players looked at each other, yeah, they had never been to Presti's place, they didn't even know where it was, it was unbelievable for the other players.

"It's the third game of the playoffs tonight." The others also sighed.
"Let's go to training first. The coach has never been absent on the day of the game. It should be something. He will come back after work." Ibaka, who has been silent all the time, said suddenly.

Hearing what Ibaka said, everyone nodded in agreement, and then walked into the arena to start today's training task.

Presti rubbed his eyes in a daze, and the blurred vision gradually became clear, where is he?Tilting his head, he found that there was a person lying beside his bed,
He raised his left hand and rubbed his temples. The memories of last night flooded in. "Huh~" Presti exhaled slowly. He remembered that he was a little dizzy on the way home after training with the team last night. When he got home, Anjali called again and suddenly fainted during the conversation with Anjali.

"Anjali, Anjali" Presti gently touched Anjali's shoulder with his right hand,

Anjali suddenly raised her head, was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "Ah, you're awake, I'll go to the doctor"

"Hey..." Presti just said, Anjali ran out like the wind,

A few minutes later, Anjali came in with the doctor. The doctor took a brief look and said, "He's fine, but he needs to rest well. He's too tired. He has hypoglycemia."

"Well, thank you doctor," Anjali said quickly,

After the doctor walked out, Anjali went to Presti's bedside and said proudly, "Hmph, how can you thank me this time."

Presti smiled and said, "Giving me to you, isn't that enough?"

"Hmph, no, no, it's not rare." Anjali shook her head vigorously, and then laughed out loud.

"By the way, what's the date today?" Presti still felt a little dizzy and couldn't remember for a while.

"Number 23," Anjali replied.

"It's the 23rd!" Presti exclaimed when he heard the 23rd, sat up all of a sudden, and then moved his legs to the side of the bed.

Anjali hurriedly stopped Presti, her voice suddenly raised: "What are you doing!"

"Today is the Thunder Lakers' third game, I have to go," Presti said anxiously looking at Anjali.

"What are you going to do? Didn't you hear the doctor say to have a good rest? You can't go anywhere today, just stay here," Anjali ordered, pushing Presti's legs into the middle of the bed.

"Nonsense! I'm the head coach of the Thunder, I have to go!" Presti also got angry and said loudly.

Anjali suddenly threw the cup on the bed to the ground, her eyes turned red, and she said, "Go, don't come to me after you go today."

Presti's heart twitched, this is a joke, the game and the girlfriend, you must choose the girlfriend, anyway, it's only the third game, if you don't go, don't go, Presti thought of this, quickly grabbed Anjali's arm, and said: "I won't go, I won't go"

"Hmph" Anjali turned her head away, wiped her tears with her left hand, and said aggrievedly, "Are you still going, or are you yelling at me?"

"No, no, I won't yell at you anymore," Presti said softly, shaking Anjali's arm.

Anjali turned around, raised her head domineeringly and said, "Hmph, I'll forgive you this time, it won't be so easy next time."

"Okay," Presti quickly agreed, and dragged Anjali to sit on the bed.

After the two got bored for a while, Presti suddenly remembered that he hadn't told the team because his cell phone was at home, so he took Anjali's cell phone and called the team.

"Hello? Are you"

"I'm Presti. I'm sick and I'm on an IV in the hospital. I won't be going tonight. You will replace me as the head coach." Presti said all of a sudden, without giving the other party any time to react, and hung up.

Maurice Cheeks was holding his phone in a daze, but in an instant he felt that he had a chance to prove himself. He was criticized for being unsuitable to be a head coach because of the poor record of the Trail Blazers and 76ers he coached before, so what if he wins the Los Angeles Lakers today?It will sweep away people's impressions.

Thinking of this, Cheeks immediately called the players together to explain the matter.

Before Cheeks finished speaking, he was interrupted by a question,

"Which hospital is the coach in?"

"How is the coach now?"

……

This guy Presti is really loved by the players, Cheeks thought to himself, and then said to the players: "I don't know about these, but Presti is fine, and he should be back in the next playoffs."

After a pause, he continued, "I will serve as the head coach when I come to this game. You must play well and don't let Presti in the hospital worry about you."

Everyone nodded heavily.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the playoffs between the Thunder and the Lakers began!

When the scene learned that Presti did not come due to illness, the media, commentators, etc. kept chatting about this matter.

"Presti didn't come, the Thunder must be hopeless in this game," the commentator said.

"Once this game is lost, the series is basically over. There hasn't been a 3:0 comeback yet," another commentator said lightly.

"How long did you say they collapsed?" the commentator asked

"Three quarters," another commentator replied.

……

Although they knew that the Thunder's chances of winning were slim, the Thunder fans still cheered for the Thunder players with all their strength, and the players were also encouraged by this time. They defended every round seriously, played every offense hard, and desperately fought for every ball just to get the ball once!
However, as the game progressed, the Thunder's offensive efficiency and defensive efficiency were declining. Although the players had worked hard,

When the third quarter ended, the Thunder had trailed by 18 points!
(End of this chapter)