NBA Legends Manager

Chapter 43
Presti came to the arena and saw that although the players were training hard, they couldn't hide the disappointment on their faces. The defeat of the Lakers gave them confidence, but the result was that they lost three times in four games and made them sink to the bottom of their hearts.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Presti walked in and clapped his hands. Everyone turned their heads and saw that Presti's face changed from cloudy to sunny in an instant.

The players quickly came to Presti's side and asked about the head coach's physical condition. Even with Presti's shameless character, he was extremely embarrassed by the question. What can I say, pretending to be sick?
Presti could only cough twice, said: "Well, it's better", and then asked: "Why, you looked so gloomy during training."

The players glanced at each other, and Jordan said directly: "Coach, we lost miserably in the past few days when you were away."

"I'm almost drowning in saliva," Dragic whispered below.

"Oh? Just such a little tolerance?" Presti stared at Dragic and said dissatisfied.

Dragic looked down. Presti withdrew his gaze, looked at all the Thunder players and said very seriously: "A player who can still grow under pressure can become a superstar, but on the contrary, a player who shrinks under pressure can only be reduced to a role player or even quit the league."

Presti moved back a bit and continued: "Tomorrow we will play against the Sacramento Kings. Although they are not a strong team, but remember that there are no weak teams in the NBA. Tomorrow, use your potential to smash those rumors and go to practice."

After Presti finished speaking, he went to the chair next to him and got down. After a while, Jordan trotted over, looked at Presti and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "General manager, I have a lot of responsibility for losing these few days."

Presti stared at Jordan and signaled to continue. Jordan lowered his voice slightly and said, "Head coach, you're not here these few games. I feel like I'm back to my original form. I can't beat any center forward." At the end of his speech, his voice was basically negligible.

Presti smiled and comforted: "This is actually a matter of experience. You have only played 4 games in the NBA and you have performed very well. Is it possible that you will be the peak when you make your debut?".

Although Jordan was not very satisfied with Presti's answer, he didn't press the question any further, but thanked him and went back to training.

Just as Jordan left, Presti's phone rang.

He picked up the phone without looking at the number, and a sweet and slightly coquettish voice came to his ears, "Presti, do you miss me?"

"Think, my princess," Presti quickly replied, Anjali?By the way, she won't come with the team for tomorrow's game suitable for the king.

"Hmph! Why do you miss me..." Before Anjali could finish her sentence,

Presti quickly interrupted: "I was going to pick up the plane, but I went to the hospital first because I got sick early in the morning, so...".

"Ah, how are you doing now?" Anjali asked hastily,

"It's okay, it's almost fine." Presti suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Then you come to me," Anjali said coquettishly.

"Okay," Presti said immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Presti simply cleaned up and drove towards the hotel. Presti didn't ask where the hotel was, because all the teams that came to Oklahoma for the game would only stay in that hotel.

Soon, Presti arrived at the hotel where the Kings were staying. Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly covered his eyes with his hands, "Guess who I am?" Although the voice was rough, everyone knew it was fake.

"Girls, do you like this?" Presti felt helpless in his heart, but his tone was extremely gentle, "Who? My princess"

"Who is your princess?" There was laughter in the voice.

"Anjali," Presti said, turning abruptly.

"How do you know it's me?" Anjali had a happy smile on her face.

It seems that the IQ of girls in love has indeed plummeted, whether it is at home or abroad, Presti complained frantically in his heart, but said on his mouth: "I feel it with my heart, I feel your heart."

Anjali's eyes were already wide open, and she suddenly leaned forward,
"Hey..." Anjali kissed Presti, then said happily, holding his arm, "Let's go, let's go play."

Presti nodded in agreement.

The next day's game came soon. An hour before the game, the Chesapeake Energy Stadium was already full of spectators, and the fans were waiting for the next game.

The players and coaches of both sides began to arrive at the game field through the player channel. After arriving at the field, the players started their warm-up activities, while the audience at the scene looked around one by one.

"Did you see Presti?" whispers began in the audience,
"No, I'm looking for it too."

"Did I go to the bathroom, or feel a little uncomfortable, after all, I didn't go away with the team in the previous few games?"

"No, I have a friend who works in it and said that Presti is ready"

"What's the hurry, isn't there still nearly an hour?"

……

Not only the players are looking for Presti, but the media is also looking for it. The Thunder players are also looking for it, and the assistant coach is also looking for it. An hour has passed, and Presti has not yet appeared in the game.

The schedule will not wait for anyone, as the referee blows the whistle, the game officially begins!
Because Presti didn't show up, Raheem couldn't play again, but this time the assistant coaches of the starting lineup have adjusted,
Thunder starters: Baron Davis, Durant, Jeff Green, Mbah a Moute, Jr. Jordan, and Durant was put on the shooting guard again. If Presti knew at this time, he would only sigh in Chinese: "Young children can be taught."

At the beginning of the game, there was a typical Thunder game like later generations. In the first quarter, the defensive efficiency was extremely high, suppressing the opponent's shooting percentage, leading by 8 points after the end. Although the defensive efficiency dropped a bit in the second quarter, they also suppressed the opponent and led by 5 points.

The first half ended with a 13-point lead, and the blood collapse began after entering the second half.

As soon as the third quarter came up, they were beaten 8:0. The Thunder's physical fitness declined, and their defense also declined. At the end of the third quarter, the Thunder only led by 5 points.

In the middle half of the fourth quarter, Kevin Martin officially overtook the score with a three-pointer. After that, the scores of the two sides took the lead alternately.
With 14 seconds left in the game, the Thunder had the ball and the Kings led the Thunder by 1 point.

Baron Davis went to the top of the arc to press the rhythm, and when there were less than two seconds left, pull it up and throw it
There is no doubt that the iron ended, Davis lore the Thunder,

The Thunder once again refreshed the perception of the outside world, losing to a team that hadn't made the playoffs all year round.

At this time, Presti and Anjali were watching the live broadcast of the Kings and the Thunder in the park. After the Kings won the game, Anjali jumped up and down happily, then turned around and kissed Presti vigorously, saying: "Thank you."

"Losing and being appreciated by a beautiful woman, this kind of good thing can only happen to me." Presti was very happy. He thought about it repeatedly before, when a person was criticized by the outside world for a whole season, suddenly broke into the playoffs in the second season, and directly won the championship in the third year, what would the passers-by think? ,

Presti wondered.

(End of this chapter)