As the visiting team, the Hot Team also has training grounds specially prepared for them. The next afternoon, the players arrived one after another, and the assistant coach began to arrange warm-up matters. The training during the playoffs generally does not do physical training, and mainly focuses on targeted tactical training. The shortcomings of the previous game were summarized and targeted arrangements were made.

The Heat's players obviously looked very depressed and were absent-minded when training. It's not said that they are not able to withstand pressure. If anyone was beaten to 48 points, they would be so disappointed. This is how they kill people and kill their hearts.

Coach Spolstra looked at the listless players worriedly, and was about to use some method to motivate the disciples. A huge roar suddenly came from the door, as if someone was kicked open. An elderly man in a suit and tie walked in, and the shiny leather shoes collided with the wooden floor and made a "knock" sound.

——The person who comes is Pat Riley, the controller of the Heat.

Pat Riley looked at the wolf with frost on his face, showing a cruel look. The players he was staring at were chilling and couldn't help but lower their heads. Especially Haslem felt weak, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"Wow!" Pat Riley made a sarcastic voice, and then smiled nervously: "Look at these little boys, they are depressed because of a defeat, and can't wait to return to their mother's arms and ask for comfort. Mom, I'm so scared!"

Although the players were guilty, they couldn't help but feel angry when they were so sarcastic, and suddenly looked up and glared at Pat Riley.

Pat Riley hid the satisfaction in his eyes very well, and he was still blasting: "oh, the little babies will be angry. If they don't cry, they may get candy, candy or trick-treat!"

"Sir!" Wade spoke in anger, "Please respect us!"

Pat Riley stared at Wade like an old but still bloody old wolf: "Respect?...Do you respect yourself? Being defeated once is like a self-deprecating yourself like a slump. Are you worthy of respect?"

Wade took a step forward and said excitedly: "Sir, believe me, I will do everything in the next game, and I will find the dignity I have lost by myself!"

Pat Riley finally smiled: "I coached the Lakers, the Knicks, and later came to Miami. I met many powerful opponents along the way, Celtics, Chicago Bulls, Detroit Pistons, they were either Lions, or wolves. Once we showed our weakness, they would pounce on us and bite our flesh and blood!

We never retreated, they could defeat us, sweep us, but our blood has always been there, and we never learned to give up!

Tell me, are you going to give up now?”

"No, sir!" the players yelled heart-wrenchingly.

Pat Riley nodded: "Remember, as long as you never give up, you will not be truly defeated!"

He turned to coach Spolstra and said, "Give me the tactical board and I'll talk to them."

Spoelstra quickly handed over the tactical board.

Pat Riley drew a defensive tactic and said while drawing: "Do you know how we deal with the Chicago Bulls when they were rampant?

Fierce and bloody, like a hungry wolf biting flesh and blood. As long as he dares to enter the three-point line, he will suffer from our iron-blooded defense, and he will even suspect that he will be beaten to death by us in the next moment!"

Pat Riley opened his mouth as if there was a strong smell of blood filling the entire arena.

"...... Go to the body, arrange two or even three defense lines, specifically to limit Zhou Mubai. You must go to the body. Whether he holds the ball or does not have the ball, bites him, knowing that he has no rhythm, no strength, or even no courage!"

The coldness contained in Pat Riley's voice made the Heat players feel cold.

But they all know what to do.

...

The Knicks Heat's second game kicked off with the cheers of Knicks fans.

At the beginning of the game, Zhou Mubai felt the pressure. Haslem, who was defending him, seemed crazy, biting him desperately, squeezed and pulled him to do everything he could, and he always looked for physical confrontation with Zhou Mubai.

When Zhou Mubai was running without the ball, no matter who he passed, he always had to come and collided with him, reduce his speed and make it extremely difficult for him to run.

This feeling is even more obvious when breaking through. As long as he enters the three-point line, he will be hit by a clamp, blocking the front and blocking the back, shrinking the defense to a very small extent, causing Chandler and Jamison to lose space.

Gallinari seemed to have lost his magic tonight, while Kevin Martin was knocked back and forth, and his shooting percentage dropped sharply.

This was a sign of losing the rhythm under the strong defense, so Zhou Mubai quickly called for a timeout.

Coach D'Antoni had a good overall view, but his chances were not enough. In this case, D'Antoni did not call for a timeout, so Zhou Mubai took the initiative to call.

"Zhou, what's going on?"

D'Antoni asked.

"Coach, we need to make some adjustments." Zhou Mubai whined to the breathless Gallinari and Kevin Martin.

D'Antoni frowned: "How to adjust?"

Zhou Mubai smiled and said, "Just let them slow down first. This wave just now happened to reach their limit, just slow down."

D'Antoni shrugged.

Well, I called a pause and did nothing. This kind of thing was Zhou Mubai. If it were someone else, D'Antoni felt that he couldn't help but scold people.

The time-out time has come, the referee blew the whistle, Zhou Mubai grabbed Martin and Gallinari and whispered: "Next, as long as you receive the ball, just shoot it, firmly shoot it, and miss it will be my!"

Martin looked at Zhou Mubai in surprise: "What if there is someone in front of him?"

Zhou Mubai smiled and said, "There will be no one, but if you hesitate, someone will make up for it, so you can't hesitate at all, just throw it away!"

Gallinari had long been accustomed to Zhou Mubai's character, so he nodded. Zhou Mubai said that he would shoot the ball if he couldn't shoot. If the coach criticized himself, Zhou Mubai would definitely come out to carry it. Then what else is he afraid of? Just throw it away!

The Heat's defense is ultimately about attacking Zhou Mubai, allowing Zhou Mubai to transfer the ball, and then the others will perform infinite rotations and try hard to fill in the gaps.

This kind of defense is extreme defense. When it is disciplined and physically strong, no matter which team encounters it, it will be a headache.
Chapter completed!