Old Nelson has figured out that Rivers would choose to change the players on the court, but he didn't expect that it would be Chen Feng who would stay on the court, rather than Perkins, who worked harder in defense.

Or Jefferson, who is more experienced in offense, is the boy who makes him angry![]

"Silly choice, how many of those newbies will seriously defend? They only care about how many points they can score in one game, rather than successfully covering their teammates, or contributing on the defensive end. Does that guy Rivers even understand these? That's such a fool!"

"That guy has committed fouls twice. It seems that Rivers is planning to let that novice be cannon fodder."

Two players were killed by his opponent in a row. Old Nelson's tone of speaking is no longer so polite, and the extreme speed of his madmen in his men also made him very excited.

Now when commenting on his juniors, he also has a little bit of a point of advice. He said this to the assistant coach around him. However, I guess the reason why this old guy is unhappy is because of Chen Feng.

After his own attack, Rivers will replace the wild boy, either keep Perkins or replace Jefferson with him, instead of continuing to use the novice.

But Rivers obviously didn't give him any face. Not only did he continue to use Chen Feng, but he also assigned him enough tasks. But Old Nelson doesn't know it yet.

If he knew that Rivers asked a novice to carry so many things, Old Nelson's comments at this moment would be more spicy and even a little ridiculous.

However, Rivers's formation change did not confuse Old Nelson. Paszebiak came up and obviously wanted to strengthen his offensive choices.

Rondo and Tony Allen have very average scoring abilities. Szebiak's appearance is to add an offensive point next to Pierce.

However, Old Nelson is a little unaware of Szebiak's ability. If you want to say that this guy was a good player in scoring points at the time, but now he is just a second-rate shooter.

Whether it is a three-pointer or a mid-range shot, Szebiak's accuracy in the past two seasons has been very average.

He is no longer the scoring machine for the Timberwolves. In the Celtics, he is just the third scorer in the team. Even Jefferson has successfully surpassed him.

Anyway, Old Nelson has no special feeling for pitchers who are starting to decline in such a state.

He didn't think Szebiak would be better than his Monta Ellis, as for comparison with Davis, Szebiak had long lost that qualification.

Rivers threw such a nail on the outside, and he must be able to hide what he was thinking about. He is a fry like Old Nelson, not to mention that Rivers didn't intend to hide it.

There is enough firepower on the perimeter to expand your defense range and you can't defend Pierce any more.

Old Nelson just took a look at the current staffing configuration of the Celtics and could estimate a rough idea. He could also understand the abacus Rivers made.

"Attack? He really dares to think about it." Looking at the players on the field on the Celtics, Old Nelson curled his lips slightly.

To talk about other things, old Nelson might be a little more modest, but to be careful when fighting for offense, in addition to being slightly inferior to the Suns in terms of offensive success rate, old Nelson is really not afraid of any opponent.

Is it true that the Golden State Warriors' second-place average score per game fake? Is it still a gang of bandits fighting for offense? No wonder Old Nelson is a little disdainful of Rivers' tactical adjustments.

As for the wild boy Rivers stayed on the field now, Old Nelson had no other feelings except that he felt a little unhappy. After all, he was just a novice and couldn't make a big fuss.

The Celtics' change of formation did not allow old Nelson to issue any response orders to his bandits.

Originally, this old guy had the idea, that is, you hit yours, I hit mine.

It is your business for you to adjust it. Don’t delay my attack, I decided to this path.

Even after coming up, Chen Feng carried Pitrus away from the outside to create a three-point shooting opportunity for Szebiak, and the accurate hit did not make the Golden State gangs too wary.

Because their idea is very simple, if you can defend on the defensive end, you can defend it. If you really can't handle it, forget it, you can use crazy offense as a response anyway.

But when they were preparing to launch another fast break this time, Rondo tightly entangled Byron Davis in the Golden State Warriors' half, not allowing the bearded man to easily receive the pass.

Rondo's two long arms almost broke Pitrus's baseline serve. Although Davis controlled the basketball, the counterattack he was about to launch was delayed.

Moreover, Rondo's entanglement was not a gambling interception. He failed to intercept the ball, but the subsequent movement completely stunted Davis's rapid advancement initiation.

"Damn guy!" Davis played very smoothly in the previous two attacks, so he kind of forgot that the guy who looked like ET in front of him was tough and very fierce.

Such a confrontation directly slowed down the Golden State Warriors' advancement. Even if Davis passed the ball out, Richardson could not run because Pierce was following him like a shadow.

Start intercepting from the opponent's serve and then gradually retreat to defend. Everyone must keep a close eye on their opponent.

When Rivers explained the tactical arrangements on the sidelines, he had already assigned the task. If anyone could not complete it, no matter who it was, he would be replaced.

This is what Rivers said. I guess no one wants to be replaced. The anger that the opponent has suppressed for a long time has not yet vented, and they are replaced just like this. I guess they can cause trouble.

So everyone seemed to be very deadly. Pierce, including him, stared at his prey fiercely. The defensive intensity of close-fitting fighting was completely different from before.

Even the strong guys like Davis and Richardson were a little passive by Rondo and Pierce, and the clearly organized offensive feeling was also a little confused.

"It seems that guy Doug is preparing to force us to fight him in a position." Old Nelson understood Rivers' thoughts as he looked at the changes on the field.

However, Old Nelson stood on the sidelines and made a downward gesture to his players. This was not only telling the bandits on the field to stabilize, but also under the highway team, even if they landed in such a position and attacked, they had to throw all the pressure to the Celtics, so that their opponents could understand that it would be useless to do so!

Davis and Richardson were entangled, but there were only four defenders scattered on the periphery of the Celtics, so there were still omissions. The Golden State Warriors were all running and bombing experts.

In the block, run, Pitrus suddenly pulled to the periphery, and Davis bypassed the Frenchman who made a wall for him, but Rondo's hands still blocked his way.

But this time Davis did not hesitate, nor was he limited his pass by Rondo's hands, and did not break through. But the bearded man's mind was not messed up yet, and he knew what to do.

With an accurate pass, Richardson received the ball at the bottom corner, raised his hands and faced Pierce with defense. Richardson did not have the brain to take action immediately as soon as he got angry.

He just shook his shoulders against Pierce, then lowered the center of gravity and made a fake move. Pierce was not confused by Richardson's fake moves and remained unmoved.

But Richardson's purpose was not to break through. He just used his fake moves to complete a pass. The guy Barnes didn't know when he slipped near the bottom corner to support him.

The target Richardson was looking for was Barnes. Also near the bottom line, Barnes quietly slipped around, giving him enough room to attack.

After receiving the ball, he forced Szebiak to turn around. Barnes used his agile movements to complete this high-speed cutting. Facing Szebiak's interception, he gently supported the basketball with his left hand and picked up the ball.

Don't expect Szebiak to do anything else at this time. His raised hands can no longer stop Barnes' shooting.

The movements were coherent and completed in one go. Barnes probably didn't expect his movements to be so beautiful. After he took action, he was waiting to listen to the sound of basketball wiping the net.

But what Barnes could hear was not the pleasant sound of rubbing the net, but the muffled sound in his ears and the horror scene of a basketball rubbing through his eyelids.

The basketball was slapped directly into the audience, and Barnes also realized what had happened. However, the moment he raised his head, a strong big guy stood in front of him.

"What are you thinking? Do you think I'm air? I wonder, who gave you this kind of courage?"

Not only was he slapped in a hat, but he was also said this by a fierce guy in front of him. The expression on Barnes's face at this moment was really awkward.

Barnes is a little depressed, but there are still people who don’t believe in evil, such as Monta Ellis who are fearless.

He played very smoothly after playing. Although he was not the team's absolute main attacker, Ellis was cruising happily on the court. Even with Tony Allen entangled around him, this guy was not slower.

So after Barnes hit a wall in front of Chen Feng, Ellis, who received Richardson's serve on the sideline, moved. He didn't use anyone to cover it, but just shook Tony Allen and shot straight into the inside with speed.

Ellis is not the kind of brainless player. When he cut in, his eyes were also staring at Chen Feng's movements. The gap in height made him realize that he could not force himself.

Skipping is a countermeasure that Ellis had thought of in advance. He just wanted Chen Feng to be a little embarrassed when defending.

"Come here! Boy, let you know the difference between a first-grade novice and a second-grade student!" Ellis shook his wrist and the basketball had already flew up as he watched Chen Feng pounce on him.

Ellis was waiting to see Chen Feng jumping and unable to reach the basketball embarrassment. That would be considered as avenging his teammates, and he could temporarily freeze the roar in the North Shore Garden Arena.

But what Ellis saw was not Chen Feng's desperate expression, but a strong guy who soared into the air in front of him, and his big hands, which were like barriers, stretched upwards as hard as possible.

"Not reach!" Ellis was only yelling in his heart, but his roar did not receive a response from God. The basketball could not escape the fate of being captured before climbing to the top.

A few fingers, although Chen Feng only touched the basketball, it was enough for this guy to use a brute force to drive it away in the air.

In a 24-second attack, Chen Feng's big slap was slapped directly on Ellis and Barnes' faces.

Moreover, how could this guy let Ellis go with his unyielding personality? Chen Feng could obviously understand what the expression on Ellis's face before throwing.

"Boy, remember one thing, your arm can never twist your thighs, do you understand? Besides, you are just a fucking middle finger! Don't struggle with me, it's useless!"

Looking at Chen Feng's fierce expression, Ellis wanted to refute, but he couldn't squeeze a word out of his throat...

(Leaving, scattered, Gattuso, Nesta, Pirlo, maybe there will be Seedorf and others soon. When I saw the 9th Master's public farewell letter, tears fell, my Milan was already completely unrecognizable, just like youth never returned, they are old, my favorite red and black slowly faded away, I am no longer young, suddenly I feel a little sad, alas... 9th Master, I have been walking all the way, I am very happy with you for so many years, really.)
Chapter completed!