Chapter 160 Silence is not silence
These guys of the Celtics rarely see Chen Feng with such a linger. If this is in peacetime, he is definitely the most active in the whole team.
Since the day the boy joined the Celtics, he has never been so quiet, as if he was not in the locker room at all.
Just covering his head with a big towel, and then sitting in front of his wardrobe without saying a word, Rondo next to him didn't even dare to disturb the big guy.
Scala Bryan was so good that he wanted to talk to him, but he didn't get a response from Chen Feng. If it had been usual, he would have been dragged over by Chen Feng.
"Didn't this little guy get hit?" After entering the locker room, Xibodu also felt that there seemed to be something missing, mainly because Chen Feng didn't toss around for a day, and everyone was a little unaccustomed to it.
This is cheap. Don't think too much about it. It's usually noisy. If nothing really happens, a group of people will start to be at a loss, and even Rivers is a little uncomfortable.
You should know that every time they enter the locker room, those guys are in full swing. This time, they are silent. This has never happened in more than a dozen games.
Even at the moment when he opened the door, Rivers was doubting whether he had gone to the wrong room. Not only did Chen Feng move, but the rest of the people also lowered their heads and few people spoke.
Rondo sat next to Chen Feng. He held a towel in his hand and lowered his head. Although he sent four assists and scored 13 points in the first half, Rondo was not so satisfied with his performance.
Especially in the face of Hinrich, although he did not let his opponent take advantage of it, he did not do a good job in curbing the opponent's scoring, and once he was slapped by PJ Brown.
The most important thing is the support for the inside line. Chen Feng made a wall for him in the first quarter, which caused a continuous breakthrough, but in the second quarter, Chen Feng rarely caught a good ball from Rondo.
The most important thing is that Sinrich and Du Hong both keep a close eye on Rondo, and there is a defensive expert like Wallace, who can always get stuck in the position first, which makes Rdo sometimes neither advance or retreat.
Often when the opponent is stuck like this, his passing space is gone. He can't send a comfortable pass to Chen Feng. He has to let the guy hold the ball behind his back and then gnaw Wallace's hard bone.
Just like the attack before the end of the second quarter, Rondo's cutting route was covered by Chen Feng. He cut empty-handed, but did not take Wallace away.
Although Chen Feng scored, the process was indeed a little thrilling. Rondo always believed that if a point guard could not pass a comfortable ball to his teammates, it would be a dereliction of duty.
Chen Feng was stared at by Wallace in the second quarter. He had more or less his own problems. Although Chen Feng didn't say anything, Rondo's heart was always a little awkward.
As a partner who enters the Celtics at the same time, survives the draft together, and spends the most time together every day, Rdo always hopes to use the pass to reduce the pressure on Chen Feng's side.
Pierce and the others were probably also depressed in the second quarter. Jefferson didn't say much. This time, even Pierce was not in the mood to incite any emotions. A group of big men sat there, gasping for breath.
This depressing atmosphere rarely appears in the Celtics' locker room. It is estimated that there were only a few consecutive defeats last season.
However, Rivers does not have much criticism about this atmosphere. It may be a little depressing, but it is much better than the state of numbness in the later stage of last season.
When there were more than 20 regular season games left last season, the whole team had no desire for victory. Pierce was injured, had no soul, had no leader, and was completely scattered.
Even if it is a fiasco of 20 points, not many people still care, and even those players who may leave the team can smile and say that they should go to the nightclub to find women at night after losing the game.
The state of being numb to failure is the most terrible. Rivers has experienced it once. He doesn't want to have this experience for a second time. At least these kids still have a desire for victory, otherwise they won't be so low.
After losing the last game, these little guys looked very angry. Although they lost the ball, for Rivers, this kind of loss is not all bad, at least it shows that the players still care.
It's just the boy who is usually like a wild monkey. I don't know what's going on this time. It's really rare to see such a low mood.
"Man, are you asking me? In fact, I don't know, but this boy is really rarely like this. Wallace put a lot of pressure on him just now. If it were someone else, he would have surrendered long ago.
When Rivers said this, he kept looking at the silent Chen Feng. He was also a little worried about whether the boy could withstand the fate of a top defensive expert.
In the second quarter, Wallace and Chen Feng were completely at the same time, and Skells was obviously going to fight. Rivers replaced Chen Feng for a short rest, and Wallace would end immediately.
As soon as Chen Feng came on this side, Wallace immediately followed up. Skiles planned to use such a top defender to firmly control Chen Feng and not allow him to move freely.
I don't know why Skells value the role of a rookie so much. Anyway, Rivers can see that the Skells with a dead face is not going to let Chen Feng continue to stir up inside.
Whenever he is on the court, Wallace must be with him. No matter whether Chen Feng holds the ball or not, even as a cover, Wallace has to stick to him to death and can't let the boy have any space for activities.
Rivers really wants to know whether Chen Feng dug up the ancestral grave of Skells's family in his last life, otherwise why did that guy stare at Chen Feng so desperately? Even Jefferson didn't get this treatment.
In fact, the Bulls' tactics really worked. At least in the second quarter, in the eight or nine minutes between Chen Feng and Wallace, the boy did not play the usual efficiency.
If this is put at ordinary times, as long as there is a chance, Chen Feng will definitely hit the inside line vigorously, but in the whole second quarter, this boy only has one attack.
And that time, it was also a little thrilling. Rivers almost didn't roar at that time. After all, Chen Feng's attack was a little too extreme at that time, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.
Rivers knew what kind of opponent Wallace was, so he didn't give him too much advice when replacing Chen Feng, the gap in experience, and other shortcomings.
These gaps cannot be filled immediately by physical talent. He needs to give Chen Feng enough time and space to think about how to fight against such a top defender.
And now Chen Feng's state has not collapsed, especially the attack that just overtakes the score. It seems to be a little reckless, but he did win the confrontation.
I don't know if this is a good start, but Chen Feng finally didn't fall too badly in Wallace's hands. At least he is still fighting back, although the other party is also more and more tough.
It is a little rare for Rivers and Sieberdu to continue to maintain the courage to shake the opponent head-on. Chen Feng's energy is also really fierce.
Among other things, if it were someone else, even if Jefferson and Wallace had a fight, they might not have been so tense and fight with their opponents.
But that boy is like a dead-hearted man. He is completely in a desperate posture. He fights hard against Wallace, regardless of whether his opponent can block him at all.
Although it was only a few times, the fierce momentum was really amazing that even Rivers didn't say much, even if the boy was a little bold sometimes.
Rivers doesn't want to get rid of the Bulls' troublesome inside defensive duo, but there is really a gap between his experience and cooperation.
If this is not the case, Rivers will not risk the outside line to improve the defensive strength and firmly control the opponent's several scoring points. Now he can only be patient with the opponent.
Maybe Rivers is still looking forward to the inside line opening up the situation, so he wants to delay the Bulls' offensive rhythm, even if it makes the game ugly.
Anyway, what he and the Celtics want is not a beautiful attack. As a result, sometimes it is more important than beauty.
Now no one knows what Chen Feng is thinking, but in Rondo beside Chen Feng, he can see the guy clenching his hands, as if he were competing with himself.
Few people can see the situation in the locker room. The Chicago reporters in the media seat focused all their attention on sorting out the information of the first half. In their opinion, the second half may be more intense.
And the Bulls will definitely make adjustments in these ten minutes. They will not be suppressed by the Celtics all the time. Their sharp horns will definitely be polished again.
"Maybe take a break. Hinrich and Gordon will find the feeling. At that time, the unlucky ones must be the Celtics." A Chicago reporter not far from Xie Miaomiao said to his colleagues.
Murphy glanced at the talkative guy and didn't fight back, but he whispered to Xie Miaomiao, "The third quarter of the Celtics is not easy to play. In terms of the thickness of the bench, they are too at a loss."
This is an old problem. The Celtics' current starting lineup does dare to fight with others, but there are too few people who can give support on the bench. Only West, Szebiak and Perkins can be used. The remaining votes are either old and weak or disabled soldiers. There are really few people who can use it.
"If Angie can complete a few deals before February, maybe we will have a chance to go further. Otherwise, we can count on Ogwokandi and others. I think it's better to expect God's blessing."
"Muffy, I'm really not in the mood to discuss these now. Now I just want to know how Chen Feng can get rid of the entanglement of that big man. In the whole second quarter, he only got two points."
Xie Miaomiao also knows what the problem is with the Celtics now, but compared with the unknown deal, now she is more concerned about what kind of state Chen Feng will have in this game.
That guy is already in a rising period. If he hits his head head, the ghost will know whether he will be depressed for a period of time, which is not good for the current publicity.
"Miss thank you, you should know that little guy better than me. He is the kind of person who retreats when he meets his opponent?"
Murphy doesn't quite understand what Xie Miaomiao's words mean. Anyway, in his opinion, Chen Feng is not bad. In the face of Wallace, the best defensive player in the NBA, he dares to shake head-on. His courage is commendable.
"Damn it, if he knew how to retreat, he wouldn't fight with that guy. I'm afraid that he will go all the way to the dark and don't know how to give in, so he will suffer a big loss."
Xie Miaomiao is helpless about this problem now. Why do you have to fight against Wallace? Don't you know that that guy is difficult to deal with? If you can't take advantage of it, don't you think about playing PJ Brown with Jefferson?
And in the second quarter, she could see what Jefferson and Chen Feng said, but Chen Feng waved his hand and stopped, and Jefferson did not continue to insist on talking.
In fact, Xie Miaomiao hopes that Chen Feng can win Wallace at that time, but if he plays so hard, it's better to find some way to work, at least that can help the team better, isn't it?
Is this the so-called male dignity? If you have to fight hard with your opponent, who will first avoid or play tricks, that is to lose face? Do you have to die like this?
"Miss Xie, have you seen a movie about war?" Murphy did not answer the question directly, but asked Xie Miaomiao.
"I've seen it, not much. I don't like those bloody scenes very much." Xie Miaomiao couldn't figure out what the other party was going to say, but she still responded.
"Once the two armies meet, who shows timidity first, they must be losers. No matter how many or few people are, as long as his confidence is shaken, he will lose."
"Chen Feng is in this state now. He knows that he may not be able to support his opponent, but if he avoids at this time, even if he wins the game, the next time he meets Wallace, he will show timidity in his heart."
"It's not a matter of winning or not winning. The basket is the battlefield. You can't retreat. Otherwise, your territory will be lost and will be lost forever."
Murphy's series of quick answers, just like a machine gun, did not give Xie Miaomiao a chance to interrupt at all, and the old guy said and compared, and his mood was simply more excited than the players.
"Okay, Murphy, let's stop arguing. It's all for the good of that guy. I believe what you say, but at the same time I reserve my opinion. After all, we all want them to win."
Xie Miaomiao found that once it comes to basketball, the old guy in front of him will be extremely excited.
Maybe that's why he can follow and report on the Celtics for more than a decade. Maybe basketball reporters, maybe this kind of ** contained in peace, will have so many perfect reports.
"Believe me, that little guy is not silent. He is just silent for a while. I'm also waiting for his outbreak. From the day I saw him play, he hasn't let me down. This time is no exception, I believe."
Murphy's words were the end of the argument between the two, and just as they argued, the door of the Celtics' locker room opened again, and a bald boy came out first.
The towel covered with his head had been thrown into the wardrobe. The hands that had just been clenched were released again. Ron even heard the sound of Chen Feng breaking his fingers before walking out of the locker room door.
As Murphy said, he was silent for fifteen minutes, and the boy came back...
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