"Lu, according to your opinion, how can these old guys get the effect of playing?"

Auerbach has been away from the front line for a long time, and he doesn't mind giving command to Louis.

The legendary match was about to begin, but Louis was a little in trouble, and the celebrities looked at him one after another.

"I want to know who you are still training systematically after retirement." Louis whispered, "I want to listen to the truth."

Heinthorne said arrogantly: "At our level, we can get them flying without training!"

"Okay, Tom, you're a substitute."

"Why!"

"You substitute!" Auerbach said fiercely, "I said!"

Robertson said lightly: "If you want to hit you, just give me instructions."

Louis picked out five people who looked like they were in the best form: Malawich, Robertson, Thurmond, Haflicke and Sam Jones.

"I think your physical strength is not as good as you were when you were young, so take your time and don't fight them quickly." Louis only drew two tactics, "Oscar, this routine should not be a problem for you."

Robertson said proudly: "I can hit even one hand."

Then, the game began, and when Louis saw Petit, who was erect with a big belly, defeating Thurmond with an arm span of more than two meters four meters in the jump ball, his expression was very exciting.

Pettit made the ball at a high position, and Lou Hudson interspersed.

Louis heard of Pettit's reputation, but when the opponent played, he didn't even count the liquid. At this time, looking at Pettit's belly was like watching Jokic. Pettit sent a penetrating pass from the low-level line that Hudson didn't expect.

Hudson almost failed to catch it, not because of the poor quality, but because of the unexpected.

Hudson, who got the ball, turned around and made a jump shot, contributing to the Western Legends.

According to Louis' arrangement, the Eastern Legends gave the ball to Thurmond in the low post.

In Louis' memory, when Thurmond came to the Cavaliers at the end of his career, he was already a pure blue-collar worker who only defended and protected rebounds. He didn't know how Thurmond's offensive level was, so he only asked him to support him.

As a result, his support level is also average.

You can only rely on your teammates to run and then give the ball out.

There is no support point for the threat of independent attack, just like Green who deals with cards at a high level, it is not very useful.

As a result, those who Louis thought were in good health performed worse than the other in the opening game.

Malawic is too modest. He has only been retired for a few years. The game should be good, but he keeps passing the ball to find his teammates.

"Are I worse than them?" Heinthorne said dissatisfiedly, "Besides, even if it's a little worse, I have things that they don't have. I dare to fight to the death when I come on the field. What's the bullshit about those old guys on the field?"

Louis honestly handed over command.

It's not fun to coach the Legends team at all, and he can't figure out the status of these people.

The game went 1/3, and Louis suddenly felt that it was meaningless to hold the Legendary Game.

"They were both good players when they were young, but now they can't play when they are old, it's understandable." Louis told Auerbach. "But letting them play in this state can easily lead fans to misunderstand the older generation of players."

Auerbach was so popular that he was not easy to get into. After all, it was a legendary tournament. There were all a bunch of old men who had been retired for many years. Isn’t there really anyone looking forward to their level, right?

But the Western Legends play fiercely and fight to the death. Why do old comrades bully old comrades like this?

Seeing that the score was about to be pulled apart, Alex Hannam, the head coach of the Western Legends and one of the arch-rivals in the coaching era of Auerbach, laughed proudly.

“GTMD!”

Auerbach called for a timeout and was furious.

"Even in an exhibition match, don't be like a sissy!" During the entire suspension period, Auerbach did not set up a single tactic.

Louis saw through this period of low-quality games that the Eastern Legends really remained in shape.

Malawic felt the best in the game, Jones' shooting was the most accurate, Haflicecke had the strongest physical strength, and the others were counted as one, including Robertson, who had a very high self-esteem, all of them were rusty fish and rotten shrimps.

"Peter, be harder!" Louis shouted at Malawich.

Malawic looked back at him. Last year he almost became an assistant coach for the Celtics. Now he is rarely back on the court. It is necessary for him to make a new generation of fans look at him with admiration.

Back to the game, Malawic made a backhand layup first.

Dolf Shayce, whose belly is bigger than Petit, can only bluff.

Then, he shot a long-range shot from one step inside the three-point line on the right.

Malawic consciously took over the game, and Connie Hawkins of the Western Legends flew up on the way back.

He played a stagnant basket that only a flying man like Dr. J could play.

Thinking about his age, it's incredible.

Malawic fouled on him, but could not stop the basketball from playing the board.

Malawic continued to fire a long-range shot, and he realized that the legends of these players' era, or peers, could no longer affect his shooting.

His long-distance mid-range shot was made again.

The game started with a grudge. Lu Hudson, who had been a teammate with Malawic in his time, also scored a jump shot from the free throw line.

Hudson was jealous of Malavic's sky-high rookie contract, and envied him for being regarded as a savior by fans before he even played an NBA game. The two sides had some unhappiness and finally parted in disagreement. Hudson's jealousy was to blame for Malavic's frustrated journey in the NBA.

Malawi was surrounded and suppressed by the legends in the west.

This liberated Sam Jones on the flank.

Malawic is not only an offensive player, but also an excellent organizer.

He intends to use his defensive gravity to create opportunities for his teammates who can help.

Jones received his pass and made a long-distance mid-range shot that was no less than Malawic.

"This bastard is still so accurate!" From Auerbach's reaction, we can see that Jones in his player age was a player he relied on very much.

In the second half, Auerbach was on an extremely outrageous lineup.

Malawich, Jones, Heinthorne, Unseld, Thurmond.

Thurmond is now unable to jump Petit's level;

Heinthorne has little use except for mouth cannon;

Unseld looked like a sturdy and mighty person, but slow, without defense and unable to attack, and was cumbersome.

Louis looked down on Heinthorne in extreme scrutiny and was slapped in the face soon after.

Heinthorne made a floor-flowing sky hook at the free throw line. When the ball went out, his body might be less than 10 cm above the ground.

He hit this heavenly hook, and there was no more impressionable moments afterwards.

In the second half of the game, the legends' winning mentality appeared.

Although his level is not enough, he is ruthless and dares to fight. The game is like the final of a community basketball game.

The game became real and real. Although it was a certain respect for the elderly for some particularly older players, in this game, many future Hall of Fame players, including Barry and Debschel, fought until they had to go out to inhale oxygen. At the last moment of the game, Auerbach and Hannam both made tactical fouls to compete for the ball.

When Malawic pushed Barry out of the bounds for the ball, the commentator shouted unkindly: "Look! Even Pete Malawic is defending seriously! God, I don't remember that he used to defend seriously when he was in the game!"

In the last moment, the Eastern Legends fell by 2 points.

They only have 6 seconds.

"Lu, draw a tactic for Pete!" Auerbach handed over the tactical board to Louis.

Louis targeted Thurmond and Unseld, one tall and one short, one strong and one thin, which was suitable for tactics.

"Nate, Wes, when Pete started running, I need you two to suddenly pull up a wall at the forty-five degrees on the left to help him block the person." Louis simply said. "Peter, once your defender is blocked, all you have to do when you get the ball is aiming and kill them with three points!"

Auerbach's typical use of the ideology: "This is a good method, just do as Louis said!"

The timeout ended, and in the last six seconds, this game is not high, but the extremely intense legendary game is about to come to an end.

The Legends and the All-Star Games fundamentally present two completely different styles: in the future, a group of players led by Jordan emphasize their personal performance and play in the All-Star Games. The old gay teams in the Legends Games have a more classical style. The textbook-like pick-and-roll hands handed the layup, and the point guards shouted tactics before each ball was pushed. This group of old men who built the NBA legendary base have a attitude towards the game that is comparable to the NCAA coaches.

Malawic started running, and the Western Legends knew that the Eastern Legends would only place the final goal to Malawic or Jones.

Judging from Malawi's condition, it must be him.

Old teammates and even older enemies.

Lu Hudson chased Malawi with all his might, but in the end, his desire to defend Malawi was shattered by the extremely solid cover of Unseld and Thurmond.

Malawic successfully received the ball and transported it to the top of the arc. No one came to defend because the speed could not keep up.

Within a few seconds, Malawic fired a gun and shot, and a three-pointer from the top of the arc!!!

"Tonight, Pete Malawic is the legend of the legend!"

Louis let out a sigh of relief. No matter who is the head coach next time, he will not come.

These old guys are really like roller coasters, not accurate.

Auerbach lit the cigar with satisfaction and waved his arms to Hannam not far away.
Chapter completed!