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339: French magician

Link tied 1-1 in the series, and the Spurs lost their home court.

I thought that with Guy being reimbursed for the season and Randolph’s condition was declining again, the Spurs would be able to easily win the game if they met the Grizzlies this season.

Little did he know that Link's rapid rise failed Popovich's wish. Popovich really didn't know who could clamp him for a guy who could make Leonard's mentality explode.

The series has come to Memphis again, and the fans here have been looking forward to this game for a long time.

In the last round of the series, the city gained the home advantage for the first time. Now, the playoffs are coming here again. Fans are very enthusiastic, and according to local news stations, Memphis' crime rate has plummeted recently.

Everyone joked, "Several gangs announced a truce because they were going to watch the playoffs at night."

In short, Memphis, a city that once had a lot of bad records, is now related to the "basketball holy land".

Link has attracted great attention from the city of Memphis. In the past, people thought that small towns like this would never be able to hold competitions. But now, the world's eyes are focused here.

Therefore, when Popovich and his players resisted Memphis, they were surprised to find that Link was so popular in the city that James had been to Cleveland.

It is difficult for small-city teams to produce stars because most of the time, the stars will be poached by big-city teams as soon as they are trained. For example, former "Bear King" Paul Gasol.

So as long as a decent star appears, fans of the small city team will admire him incredibly. Last year, the city was still under Randolph's "rule". But now, Link is the real owner of Memphis City.

"The tenth huge poster of Link, my God, in Memphis, you can see Link's poster even if you go the wrong way. This guy is so popular here that he is like the ruler of this city." Popovich looked out the window and started chatting with the "French magician" Bereth Dior beside him.

"He has become the business card of the city. Now when people mention Memphis, the first thing people think of is Link." Dior nodded slightly, not just the poster, but also saw players wearing Grizzlies No. 0 jerseys all over the street.

"We are brave enough to enter the tiger's den. In Memphis, Link will be more excited. By the way, Dior, you will play more seriously in the training this afternoon. I want to see the effect of the new strategy."

Dior nodded again, then put on his eye mask and continued to sleep.

Although the French always look lazy and have a coffee smell on their bodies, Popovich knows that Burris Dior on the court rarely disappoints!

Popovich gave Dio a high tactical position in the next game. Since the third position's approach to fighting Link's death would not work, Popovich decided to find another way.

There are many ways to win, and there are also many players that the Spurs can play a role.

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Dior was holding a cup of coffee and wandering around the player's passage in the Federal Express Arena.

Coffee is Dior's favorite. Because he disliked the coffee provided by the Spurs was not delicious, Dior simply got a coffee machine to the locker room himself. So much so that no matter where the Spurs played, the smell of coffee would be filled with the locker room.

So Spurs players often joke, "Dio's influence in the Spurs, you can smell it with your nose."

Dior, holding coffee and wearing slippers, walked into a training hall swayingly. But when he pushed open the door, he found that all the Spurs players had disappeared.

Dior scratched his head. Although the Spurs are a team with an average age and a very "dolent" style of play, but under the basketball court, these old guys are not boring at all, and they can make any jokes.

For example, when Dior goes out, everyone pretends to disappear and see how he will react.

"Stop making trouble, just come out, otherwise Pop should be angry again." Dior still walked to the center of the training hall with his coffee in the garden.

Then, a shirtless Asian player stared at Dior in surprise, and Dior realized that there was someone in the training hall and he was not a Spurs player.

He went to the wrong training hall.

"Lin, I'm very happy to see you. I didn't mean to disturb your training. Oh my God, I'm not very familiar with this place. You know, I almost played in the Eastern Conference teams in the past few years, and I rarely come here." Dior shook his head, and now he was embarrassed!

Since the Grizzlies' training has not started today, there is no one outside the training hall. Otherwise, there will definitely be staff members to prevent Spurs players from entering the Grizzlies' training hall.

But then again, before the training began, Link was already sweating, which really surprised Dior.

"It's okay Burris, Tim Duncan can't even tell which one is the Spurs' halftime when playing here. I've said a long time ago that this arena is too literary and too complicated." Link shrugged at Dior, not looking angry.

"Puff!" Dior almost laughed out loud. Link just complained about the incident where Duncan went to the Grizzlies to warm up for the Grizzlies in the regular season this year and was then ignored.

He always thought Link was a serious person, but he didn't expect that he would be quite good at telling jokes, just like the Spurs.

"Do you have some espresso? I grind it myself. By the way, are there any famous coffee shops in Memphis worth recommending? I want to take time to go there." Seeing that Link was not rejecting him, Dior wandered around the training hall again, of course, and did not forget to "sell" his coffee.

"Sorry, Burres, I don't have much research on coffee. By the way, I heard that when you were in the Suns, you beat Stodmeier in your slippers while touching the high ground?" Link looked at Dior, whose belly was slightly bulging, and couldn't help but think of a famous urban legend.

It is said that when Dior was in the sun, Dior one day wore flip flops and was swaying in the training hall with a cup of cappuccino. Then he saw a machine that touched the height and asked the trainer how to play this thing.

After learning how to use it, Dior asked the Suns who jumped the highest. The trainer replied that it was Stoudemire. At that time, Stoudemire was one of the most physical forwards in the league.

Then, Dior took off his slippers calmly, put down his cappuccino, jumped, and touched the same height as Stoudemire on the touching machine. He muttered, "It's not difficult."

Dior put on the flip flops again, picked up the cappuccino, and continued to wander like an old man walking after dinner, hiding his merits and fame.

Link knew this joke for a long time, but he never knew the truth or falsehood. Today, it was rare to meet Dior privately, so Link started asking curiously.

"Yeah" Dior looked down at the pork belly on his body, "I did jump higher than him back then, but now it is developing too fast horizontally."

Dior didn't tell Link that in his contract with the Spurs, there was even a weight loss clause that stipulated that the weight could not exceed a lot. Every day, Popovich forced him to lose weight.

"I really want to talk to you more, but I'm afraid I'll have to go back soon. Otherwise, pop will get angry again. Hey, Link, how many things do you think you can worry about on the court?"

"What?" Link was confused when asked. The topic had shifted too quickly.

"It's nothing, just say it casually. Goodbye Link, see you on the battlefield tomorrow night." Dior waved his hand kindly, held his coffee and slippers, and disappeared at the entrance of the training hall.

Link didn't think much about it and continued to practice more.

Now Link is killed by killing him, he never thought that this guy is as fat as a ball, holding a cup of coffee, and seems to be unable to walk on the road.

Tomorrow will bring the most deadly blow to the Grizzlies.

Spurs player, crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

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