Louis and Pat Riley, their strategies are all directed towards the defensive end.

Because they are not absolutely sure whether they can defeat the opponent if they allow the team to let go and attack with all their strength.

Therefore, the Lakers use the long-arm forest to block the penalty area and control the pass, forcing the opponent to constantly hold the ball and shoot mid-range shots. The Celtics are a jump shooting team with a lot of hold-the-ball shots and mid-range pull-ups.

The Lakers used a luxurious lineup to guide the Celtics' jump shots, and the Celtics chose a transitional lineup with full offensive firepower: Thomas started with the ball, Ainge, Laimbeer, and Long were all three-point experts, and Maxwell was

Of all the teams entering the playoffs, he has the best cutting ability.

If you don't know enough about his style, you can imagine him as a stronger version of Zhai Xiaochuan with enhanced ball-holding ability.

In fact, Louis would like to compare Abdul Saramu to Maxwell, but Maxwell does not have Abdul Saramu's Inzaghi-like ability to seize opportunities. Moreover, his three-pointers have never shown signs of success.

Although I say I need to practice, in the end I will only become a ghost.

The defense of this lineup is very weak, especially the interior defense.

If the Lakers boldly attack the Celtics' penalty area, the Greens will most likely not be able to defend it.

What Louis is betting on is that the Lakers cannot use their talents to break down their interior defense. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, who can do this, has already gone to rest.

Magic saw through at a glance how weak the Celtics' interior defense was. Against John Long, he first dribbled with a low hand, and then drastically pulled the ball behind his back to change direction.

It was just a change of direction that didn't seem that powerful, but it actually shook Lang a meter away.

In Louis' opinion, the magician's move of pulling the ball behind his back is a trick comparable to Iverson's sudden left-right change. Iverson's advantage lies in the amplitude and explosive power of the swing, while the magician's is completely different.

It is the advantage brought by his physique.

His range is not large, but his body is already very large, and his seemingly small sway is no less "killing change" in front of the defender than any master of change of direction.

Then there is his outstanding touch and the synergy of hands and feet that should not be possible for his body. Long was passed by, and the magician took a step inside the free throw line and jumped up. Before completing the attack, the right hand holding the ball gave

He received four or five "I want to pass the ball" hints from Laimbeer and Maxwell, which successfully made the two brothers wary. Instead of assisting in defense, he penetrated the defense line alone.

23 to 24

"Is this defense serious?" Louie growled.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Louis almost rushed into the arena and punched Ranbir: "Bill, do you want me to change your skirt? Are you trying to defend yourself? The door-to-door service guy was not as gentle as you were when he touched my big bird!"

Ranbir's face turned red and he didn't dare to look at Louis at all.

Tomjanovich asked in a low voice: "Is it because Lorraine didn't come that you dare to say that?"

Louis gave him an angry "I've told you all" look.

Thomas responded immediately to the Lakers.

His personal relationship with the magician was so good that Louis had never imagined.

Today, he specifically told Thomas that he and Magic were prohibited from kissing each other on the cheek before the game.

Thomas was confused and angry at first, but when he saw the Magic blowing through their defense and making the fans furious, he began to understand Louis' request.

Maybe the personal relationships between Celtics and Lakers players aren't so bad after all.

But in the larger context, it is like a war between two countries. If two people represent their countries and meet on the battlefield, can they be merciful just because of their personal relationship?

Thomas, with an attitude of contempt for the Lakers' spider web, dribbled sharply to the left wing and scored a jumper.

Laimbeer Maxwell's pick-and-roll success can be regarded as making up for the mistake just now.

Wilkins got a shot from the high post, and Maxwell, his opponent, almost retreated into the paint.

This kind of humiliation made him angry.

Wilkins chose a high-post jump shot, but his hand felt stiff and he couldn't make it at first glance.

The offensive rebound was grabbed by Magic, who passed the ball to Wilkes. Wilkes was known for his shooting touch as smooth as silk, so with one click, he knocked away Ainge, who had switched defenses in front of him.

He drove the ball directly to the basket.

Then, Anji caught up from behind, fouled him ferociously from behind, and pushed him to the ground.

"!%@%......"

When Laimbeer and Ainge are on the court at the same time, if there is no conflict in the game, it means that the Celtics' opponent is weak.

Ainge's foul on Wilkes sparked the Lakers' ire.

Wilkes made one of two free throws, and Laimbeer was also fouled in the next round.

Hatred for each other and anger filled the stadium.

The fans yelled "niggers" and wanted the Celtics niggas to kill the Lakers niggas.

"Nigger" here is a modal particle to vent emotions, just like the group of people in the game who threaten to hunt your mother. They don't really want to hunt your mother. The "your mother" in their mouth is just a nihilistic existence.

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Laimbeer missed both free throws. Magic wanted a fast break and was directly fouled by Maxwell.

Maxwell's foul left a bloody handprint on Magic's body, and he complained: "Man, don't get too excited!"

Maxwell, who was possessed by hatred and Louis' will, knew that Magic had good intentions, but he could never be friends with any nigger wearing a Lakers jersey now.

He said like a bully: "I don't care about you so much!"

The Celtics under Louis were unprecedented in history.

No Celtics are more talented than them, no Celtics are more hated than them, and no Celtics can gather Bird, Thomas, Laimbeer,

Ainge and Karl have a "dirty, bad, black and ruthless" lineup that no other team in history can match.

It's hard to stay clean when playing next to such people.

Either they will be assimilated, or they will pretend to be noble on the surface, and then show their ugly faces when the situation is critical.

When you get to the playoffs, when the two sides are at odds, when the whole country is paying attention to you, when black people hate white people and white people hate black people, the game is no longer a simple game.

A terrible war is just around the corner. The magician's smile can purify California, make him the leading actor in "Midsummer Nights", and play 5P with whites, blacks, Asians, and Latinos in one night, but he can't.

Show your opponent mercy.

The Celtics defeated the Lakers with terrifying intensity and intensity.

At the end of the half quarter, the score was 5 points ahead 39 to 34.

Riley called a timeout.

He roared angrily: "You guys look like a bunch of bullied nerds!"

"Real men should get their dignity back on the court, but I don't see you doing that! What do you think we are doing? Playing a game? It's a game, but it's not a game. Look at those bastards in Boston! They know it.

What's this!"

Riley was so angry that he had no other plan except to replace Wilkes, who was old and frail and could no longer adapt to the intensity of the finals, with Rambis.

Off the court with the Celtics, Louis said with a smile: "I want to say to some people, don't think that just because you had a fight on the court, I can forgive you for the series of defenses that were worse than a sissy at the beginning of the second quarter.

.We won’t talk about that now, we will settle the score with you after the game!”

When Louis said this, his eyes kept staring at Ranbir.

Ranbir deftly used laughter to resolve Louis' murderous intention.

"Obviously the Lakers have great confidence in their talent, just like we don't have confidence in your ability to protect the rim. When Ralph rests off the court, other teams' willingness to attack the rim will be greatly improved. This is true.

The data can prove it.”

Seeing that the timeout was almost over, Louis stopped talking nonsense.

"From now on, any Lakers player, remember, any one of them, if they want to shoot from 20 feet away, so be it!"

Referee O'Donnell shouted: "Little Lu, the timeout is over!"

"Use your strength to fight against the greatest evil in the world!" Louis said viciously, "stop them from attacking the basket!"

After they returned to the game, Louis said to the others sitting on the court: "The same applies to you. No matter who of you plays, the most important task is to prevent them from scoring in the paint. This is an iron rule!

If anyone gives me any discount on this matter, he will be offended!" Louis bared his teeth like a vicious dog guarding his food, "I'll fucking kill him!"

Not far away, the Celtic boss saw Louis looking ferocious.

"Lu seems to be in a bad mood tonight," Gaston said.

Auerbach next to him sneered: "Look at this guy, you can't just look at the surface. You can't see anything on the surface."

"You mean, he's acting?" Gaston asked in disbelief.

"I'm not sure. If he's really angry, it's not incomprehensible." Auerbach himself couldn't stand the smell of the home court. "The vents in the garden are so damned!"

Louis was indeed irritable today, and Auerbach was right. His mood was closely related to the game environment.

He was wearing an expensive suit, smelled the most unpleasant smell in the world, and the stuffy hot environment aroused people's emotions even more.
Chapter completed!