The fierceness of the Golden State gang is indeed a bit beyond the imagination of Bostonians. If you can be so wild at the North Shore Garden Arena, these guys may be so careless.

But I have to say that the crazy attack of the Golden State Warriors really makes people feel a little scary, at least the Bostonians have already felt it now.[]

Compared with the offensive efficiency of the Suns, the Golden State Gang may have made more mistakes, but they can definitely use madness to make up for some gaps.

At least Nash and D'Antoni are not crazy. They will never fight for a team like this, but Old Nelson and his Golden State gang can do it.

This is just an ordinary regular season game, not a playoff game. Now I don’t know how many people see the performance of the Golden State Gang at this moment and will secretly pray that they won’t meet them.

If these lunatics make it into the playoffs, the designation will bring about a slash of swords and bloody storms.

Old Nelson threw a group of small men on the field to drag down the Celtics with speed. Rivers didn't want this situation to worsen, so he called a timeout.

This timeout can be said to be forced by the opponent. This damn situation is really annoying. Rivers is also a bit overwhelmed by Old Nelson's fast attack.

You are really not able to explain the truth with an old gangster and a good guy, because they don’t show off their overall situation with you at all. Old Nelson is just playing with his heartbeat and unreasonable.

And the group of people brought out by Old Nelson seemed to be carved from a mold.

The three-pointer with no reason, lightning-like cutting, and all kinds of irregular shootings are completely relying on all kinds of weird shots to suppress others.

This is the process of an old mentally ill, who is rampant on other people's territory with a group of small mentally ills.

No one can be angry when the opponent has such a continuous fast attack, especially at home. The roar of Boston fans has aroused Rivers's stubborn temper.

Originally, Rivers had a sense of respect for seniors like Old Nelson, but now he could not hold back his temper as he saw the other party's endless energy.

"I really thought you could kill everyone with a set of quick whirlwinds!? Then dream!"

Rivers slapped the tactical board with his hand, yelled at the group of big men in front of him, "Since the opponent wants to play hard, let's play with them to the end!"

Being beaten like this at home was already very popular, but now the Golden State Warriors are actually overtaking the score, just like Old Nelson walking with Rivers' nose.

Even if the home fans have not turned against each other, Rivers no longer wants to be so passive. Even if he is asked to roll up his arms and sleeves and fight to the end with a crazy person, it doesn’t matter!

Perkins was replaced by Rivers to rest, and Szebiak, a shooting player who was almost indifferent to defense, was replaced by Rivers, although Thibodeau next to him was trying to say something at this moment.

However, after looking at Rivers' angry look at the moment, Thibodeau still endured it. After all, Rivers is the head coach, and there are some things that cannot be said more.

What's more, the safe playing style that Thibodeau thinks now may not work. After all, the tactics that slowly grind with the opponent will take enough time.

At least we must make the other party's hot feel cool, but who can guarantee that the feel of those lunatics will disappear?

At least Thibodeau is a little unsure. Once the touch of some pitchers gets hot, it will be enough to destroy any NBA team, while the Celtics face a group of pitchers.

If those guys feel so unreasonable, you really have no good idea. As a home team, Thibodeau has to consider the fans' reactions.

If they were always being beaten by opponents like this, maybe before the team started to fight back, the fans' booings would be heard. By then, no one might be able to control the situation.

Based on this point, Thibodeau still held his opinions in his stomach and didn't say anything.

Rivers at this moment was definitely murderous intent, and his expression was really a bit ferocious.

"On the periphery, I don't care what you do, don't let those guys continue to have the opportunity to take action! They just took advantage of the opportunity of two big men and seized the periphery. But from now on, don't give them such comfortable space, you must bite them tightly!"

"We didn't have time to return to defense through the opponent's three counterattacks. This is not only because the opponent's advancement is too fast, but more because you didn't expect to start interfering with these guys in the frontcourt!"

"I don't want to see such a mistake again. If anyone can't handle it, I'll get it right away!"

It can be seen that Rivers was a little angry about the Golden State Warriors' counterattack just now.

If the opponent really had a head-on success rate, Rivers would probably have tolerated it, but he couldn't stand it by the opponent's score so easily!

"Rondo, you are responsible for Davis. That bearded man is the opponent's offensive hub. As for the new guy, don't worry about him for the time being, let Tony keep an eye on him."

After Rivers made the substitution adjustment, he began to assign tasks one by one. The first one was Rondo. After Monta Ellis came up, Rondo became the hardest hit area for the opponent's breakthrough.

However, Rivers did not intend to replace his point guard, but just wanted the little guy to understand what he should do and not always let too many ideas limit his performance.

The bearded man is already very difficult, so Rondo must focus on this guy.

As for that guy Ellis, it's left to Tony Allen to deal with. Tony, who has the advantage in height and weight, can always help with defense.

Even if you can't defend Ellis, you can't let this guy help Davis anymore. Rondo must have a qualified helper, don't always be on the defensive end 1v2.

Rondo's mission is to snatch Davis tightly, as it did at the beginning, and the engine must be stopped! Otherwise, the Celtics' trouble will only get bigger and bigger.

Rivers knew how terrifying the crazy Byron Davis was. The old queen bee of the Hornets stung people, but it was very fierce.

Rondo was a little nervous when he heard that the first person he was named, but after hearing the task assigned by Rivers, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought he was going to be replaced or scolded. After all, the opponent's two attacks just now were all gaps torn from him.

"Wally, your task on the field is very simple. It is to take action on the periphery as much as possible. You must force the opponent's defense to expand. How to find a gap in your hands is your business!"

Szebiak, who doesn't play much role in defense, was sent to use this guy's shooting skills, especially his ability to fire outside the three-point line.

Old Nelson used five running and shooting players to open fire, but he did not completely give up the harassment on the defensive end. Although they were not big, it would be very troublesome if all the five of them shrank their defense.

Just like the Golden State Warriors player who had two inside balls just now and was almost attacked by the retreat, facing the five crazy tricks of the Astronomy Network, they had to be dispersed.

The peripheral firepower will be a weapon to pull the opponent's defense line. If the Golden State gang can toss the Celtics like this, Rivers plans to toss his opponent like this now.

Now Rivers is going to put two nails on the periphery to let Old Nelson run and play fives, and he doesn't dare to easily retreat within the three-point line to go to the event.

The perimeter must have sufficient firepower coverage to make the Golden State Warriors' defense cautious.

In addition to Szebiak, Pierce is also a firepower point, but Rivers doesn't have to hold his absolute core ear to tell him anything.

For Pierce, Rivers only needs to draw a range for him, and that guy will solve the problem.

"Paul, you and Wally both have to find your own mobile phone. Whether you are a mid-range or a long-range shot, you can do whatever you want, but you must ensure that the other party feels your presence."

Pierce and Szebiak both nodded at Rivers, saying that they had already understood the task to wait.

The four people on the outside had explained it, and half of the 100-second pause time had passed. Rivers finally turned to Chen Feng, the wild boy who had not spoken after getting off the field.

"Boy, I'll leave you in the interior now. The opponent is now all crazy people who can grab rebounds. What I need you to do is to protect every rebound and slap every cut they make!"

"You don't have a helper now, and you've already had two fouls, but there are more than two quarters of the game, but this is the task I give you. You must protect the basket until you are sent off!"

"Remember! It's under the basket, not only on the defensive end! It also includes the opponent's basket! You have to pick up all the balls you lost from the outside! You are just to be the fulcrum under the two baskets!"

As soon as Rivers said this, even Thiboddeau was a little surprised. He was the coach in charge of defense.

He could understand what Rivers was doing now. This guy simply wanted to use Chen Feng as the tactical core of the defense and offensive system.

The four people on the outside were dispersed, completely serving Chen Feng, intercepting the opponent's periphery shots and running positions. However, once the opponent cuts into the inside, Chen Feng must shoulder all defensive tasks.

Moreover, he has to develop enough deterrence under the opponent's basket when one of his side attacks, use his height and bounce ability to take off the rebound, or complete the attack directly.

"Can that kid do it?" It's probably not only Thibodeau's mentality is a little pounding at this moment, but other teammates may also be a little worried about whether Chen Feng can complete the task.

Although Chen Feng's performance has been very popular recently, even Jefferson and Perkins have never undertaken such a task, let alone such a novice who has just entered the NBA.

Rivers' bet seems to be a bit too big. He is just betting that Chen Feng can shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the entire inside line.

Although Thibodeau has studied with Rivers after the previous few games, who can serve as a fulcrum in the interior and then revitalize the entire team.

But he had never considered letting a novice take over the entire team, but now Rivers has made such a choice.

Judging from that momentum, Rivers was definitely not joking, or was dazed for a moment, so he made such a decision.

If others hear this now, maybe they will say that Old Nelson is going crazy, and Rivers seems to be crazy more powerful than the other party...

"Boss, are you sure?" Everyone was surprised, but Chen Feng's answer made them a little speechless.

Because what this kid's tone revealed was not a nervous mood, but a sense of excitement, or even expectation.

"As long as you don't make things wrong, I'll be sure." Rivers's doughy face now had no smile, but a serious expression.

"Okay, then let's see if you have sex." Chen Feng pulled off the towel that had just finished wiping his sweat, and opened his palm-like big slap and waved it hard at the air.

That expression, that look, and that tone made everyone around you feel that this kid seems to be going crazy again...

Before playing, Chen Feng muttered something, but he was speaking Chinese and no one could understand it.

However, later Longduo asked Xie Miaomiao privately. He learned what Chen Feng said in a hurry, and the explanation he got was,

"This time I've got a chance for grandpa. My grandchildren, let's all give me a fucking fucking!"

As translators and consultants, Xie Miaomiao and Rondo both covered their foreheads with helpless expressions.

(It should seem like there is another chapter? It's almost the same.)
Chapter completed!