Chapter 198 You, shut up!

In any case, Riley has experienced a lot of battles in the NBA. Whether in terms of experience or personal ability, the gap between him and Rivers cannot be measured by a few championship rings.

If you compare the ability of two people, it is estimated that this is a standard joke to others.

No matter how hard Rivers tries, his time in the NBA is still short. What he can accumulate is completely comparable to a Qiansheng coach. This kind of comparison is not at the same level at all.

On-the-spot experience, control ability, these aspects of Rivers are all young people, no matter whether this is a little discouraging, but this is the truth, and it has not changed.

Of course, Riley will definitely not say that to the outside world, which will make it seem that he relies on the old. He only needs to talk about his achievements. One is the defending champion, and the other is the old strong team that has just come out of the doldrums. Although he has seen the past record is ahead of the Celtics, if it is better than the recent results, the Heat At least a few streets away from Boston, and Riley has to be away from Rivers in coaching level.

For this, even Rivers himself admitted that he said in a low profile before the game that he had nothing to compare with Riley. If it was really hard, he was also the loser.

As for whether the gap is there or not, it has nothing to do with whether Rivers will raise his hand and surrender.

That guy who looks like an honest man. If he is fierce, he will definitely not be so easy to provoke. What's more, what this guy says can never really be synchronized with what he actually does.

Anyway, there is nothing wrong with showing respect for the old and the young in front of the media reporters. When everyone is in the game, everyone has their own ability. No one will give up the victory because you are a senior.

That's what Rivers did. He said what he should say. He was not idle. Just like now, he didn't let Riley have any time to relax.

It's such a seemingly asymmetrical game. It's because Rivers's sinking boat became a speechless battle. In this case, even Riley probably didn't expect it before the game.

Not to mention Riley, even Rivers himself didn't expect to fight like this. It's messy, it's all messy!

It's simply a mess. There is no tit-for-tat tactical arrangement. Now it's purely the player's personal ability and tactics on both sides. What kind of bullshit tactics do you have to fight like this?

Anyway, Riley has no chance to exert his wise brain and full of tactical ideas. If he wants to fight or not, he has to follow the rhythm of the Celtics.

This feeling of being led by the nose is quite bad, and as the defending champion, you can't expect Riley and his group of champions to be angry.

Pat Riley never thought that the game against the Celtics at home would be so difficult. Even maintaining the lead, even a one- or two-point advantage, could provoke the other party to fight with you to the end.

The whole third quarter of the game was fought for 11 minutes in this fast-of-control rhythm, and the lead of the Heat was also reduced from six points to two points. The Celtics' counterattack was indeed fierce.

There is only one minute left in the game, but now the Heat fans are so scared that it is even more frightening than the third game of last year's finals. This damn game makes everyone nervous.

The Heat are forced to play with the rhythm of the Celtics, or they are dragged into a quagmire by the Bostonians. All the flexibility and talent are all dead. There is only hand-to-hand combat left.

Anyway, the Celtics will firmly strengthen their defense line, and then fight with you little by little. Even if they can't make it, these guys will show their strength in front of you.

Can't get into the inside line? Can't kill under the basket? It doesn't matter, because even if you can't directly play a dragon attack, as long as the basketball collapses into the paint area of the Heat, there will be a group of tough guys competing for the opportunity to charge again. This kind of unreasonable and fierce play has filled the whole game.

These fierce Bostonians don't care whose territory it is in. They are used to being wild and care about hearing the no-threatening boos? Even if there is, they will forcibly cut off that voice!

The fans of the Heat have now learned to be obedient. They dare not cheer easily, because several times their calls were cut off by the Celtic bandits, which was really abrupt.

Originally, he opened his mouth and wanted to roar, but before he could make a sound, the situation on the court over there had been reversed. I guess few people wanted to enjoy this embarrassing situation again.

Even the DJ at the scene forgot who he should speak for. He could only follow the situation on the court in this tense game atmosphere, completely ignoring the key question of who is the home team.

It's not only him, but maybe even the fans and players on the scene have almost blurred the boundaries between home and away. This game is really too fierce. What everyone is concerned about is just the hot confrontation on the court.

Some people even forget to take time to take a look at the score, because you are really reluctant to take your eyes off the game. The hot confrontation and fierce competition make people feel a little suffocated.

For a moment, Riley even had an illusion. He really wanted to know whether he was in the regular season or the playoffs? Why did those Bostonians let an ordinary regular season play so fiercely?

It's not only fierce, it can be said to be full of gunpowder. In the third quarter, just the twelve minutes of the third quarter, the Celtics had nine fouls, and they all appeared under the basket!

The combined number of fouls in the previous two quarters is not as many as this. From this point, you can imagine how fierce and fierce the damn game has been in these twelve minutes.

It's enough to say that Jefferson and Perkins fouled, but even Pierce and Rondo ran down to the basket to join in the fun, which made Riley a little unbearable. He kept complaining to the referee.

This is not some coaching experience, let alone Riley is using his reputation as a coach to interfere with the referee's law enforcement scale. It's just that this old guy really can't stand the Celtic's tough playing style.

What is this going on? Riley really wants to find someone to ask. He has really begun to doubt whether he had killed Rivers in his last life? Or is there any deep hatred between each other?

Am I Hitler and this guy is Stalin? Do you have to be so desperate? Riley is really angry now but has no place to vent, because he doesn't know how to complain about it.

So, he can't do anything except to express his dissatisfaction with the referee, unless he is dizzy and scolds Rivers now, but what can this change? Can you stop the fierce game?

If so, it is estimated that Riley will not hesitate to do so, because this game is almost out of the control of the two people. They are the head coach, which is true, but the decision is not in their hands.

The ten guys who are fighting on the court are the focus of everyone's attention. Only they can finally decide where the damn game will go and win? Then you really have to ask the old man God.

No wonder Riley is so popular. After all, no one can stand such a messy scene.

This game has completely lost its sense of smoothness. The old man Stein will definitely not like such a game, because it has nothing but toughness, fouls, and frequent hand-to-hand combat.

Everyone even has the illusion that such a game should have happened in the early 1990s, because at that time, people were used to fighting with anyone with strong muscles, as long as he could see it.

There is no aesthetic attack, and even Wade has to put down his body and try to control the basketball in his hand.

The Celtics have done even better. Pierce has been lying on the floor and competing with people at least twice in this quarter. His team leader is now completely down and begins to be tough.

This is probably the main reason why Rivers let Pierce continue to be the soul of the team. This guy will not lower his requirements for himself because he is the boss. He will only fight more fiercely on the court.

Even Auerbach has said that the current Celtics need a stable and experienced helm, who can play a leadership role in the locker room and lead the whole team forward.

Although Pierce is not the kind of guy who is absolutely tough and very controlling, the professionalism he showed on the court is enough to make Rivers trust him, and he does not do well.

Even Chen Feng, an ordinary person who can't surrender, is because he is the boss and rarely causes trouble in the team. This is not fear, but because everyone can see that Pierce is very attentive.

To fight to the end with the defending champion of the Heat, everyone needs a backbone. In addition to tactics, there also needs to be such a spiritual leader on the court. At least with him, there will be a clear signal that everyone has to work hard, and the boss has fought. Are you still going to stay away from the side? Question mark

So, when Pierce began to fight for every ball on the floor, Rivers would not worry about who would be lazy around him. Those wild kids would definitely fight for every ball.

It's not only that they fought hard enough in the competition. When they fouled, these guys also had the momentum to scramble for the first. Even Pierce and Rando had killed the basket and blocked their opponents fiercely.

When Rondo dares to drag Haslem to the floor, you have to understand one thing, that is, the Celtics must be collectively angry, otherwise they won't be so fierce.

And those fouls are indeed the reason why Riley is so angry, and I don't blame the old man for being so violent.

After all, he stood on the sidelines and watched Haslem being slapped on the floor by Rondo. Before waiting for more than ten seconds, the guy who was scrambling for rebounds was picked up by Chen Feng again.

The most important thing is that the referee didn't think it was a foul. He didn't whistle on Chen Feng, which made Riley a little unable to calm down. Even an old man like him who usually looks like a gentleman, he also began to shout at the referee. It can only be said that the referee didn't care too much about him, otherwise it would have been a technical foul. It is.

However, Riley's roar did not change anything. The fierce defense that should appear still appeared on the court.

There is no luck in O'Neill's experience over there. Two red palm prints have been left on his originally strong arm. Those are all sins made by Chen Feng. Those two seals are fierce enough.

The boy is really black enough. Even if he can't cover the ball, he will fan the opponent's heart with lingering lingering.

Even if he is facing a tough opponent like O'Neill, the boy dares to be so tough when he meets him head-on. This fierce style makes Riley complain on the sidelines.

"Technical foul!" Riley has said this to the referee more than once, but the response he received was a verbal warning from the referee. After all, the referee will not care whether you are the leader of Qiansheng or not.

What they need is relative independence. There is no problem with Chen Feng's foul, and he should blow it all, but he did it to the block, not deliberately hurt people, so Riley's complaint was useless.

Even if O'Neill's arm was slapped, these referees still maintained this attitude.

This makes Riley very unhappy. After all, this is his home court. They are playing at home, and the opponent's defensive scale is so big that he has no reason not to protest for the players.

But Riley's protest can't get the order on the scene. The game is still in a mess. The Heat don't want this kind of chaos, but the Celtics just drag them to fight with themselves.

This makes Riley, who has been calm, completely unable to sit still. There is only one minute left in the third quarter. He doesn't want any reversal in this damn game.

Riley didn't even care about the shape of his usual suit and leather shoes. Although his big back did not feel messy, he was so angry and unrestrained.

As for the Armani suit, it is not as spotless as it was at the beginning. Riley had already unbuttoned it and stood on the sidelines, shouting at the players on the field.

It is estimated that the reason why Riley is so annoyed is not that his opponent is so unscrupulous on his own territory, but that the bald boy has once again become a big trouble for the Heat.

Rivers dared to arrange so many big and strong guard paint areas under the basket, which not only caused trouble for O'Neal, but also did not forget to delay the score as much as possible and not expand it further.

Originally, Riley's pitcher in ambush on the periphery was to break the deadlock, but what the old guy didn't expect was that Rivers dared to play such a limit because he had a good card in his hand.

Rivers never thought that he could completely limit the outside line of the Heat with Chen Feng, but as he said, once the animal soared, any kind of possibility would occur.

For example..., he can cool the feel of Capono fiercely. This is really not a joke. Riley's side can be so angry. It's because of this that the old guy is going to die.

In fact, Capono's shooting has always been very stable. Although his athletic ability is not strong, he is just a very pure fixed-point pitcher, but this guy's three-pointer is still very reliable.

But it was such a three-point pitcher who was highly valued by Riley. He was shocked by a fierce guy. Capono told the truth that this game was not allowed to be played!

Have you ever seen a big guy who jumps on you when he has nothing to do and is more than two meters tall? That guy just jumps, and every time he jumps over, he waves his big slap and vertically!

There had been a blocked experience, which was enough to make Capono shadow for half a day, but Peyton was a little annoyed, and he could only find room to pass the ball to Capono.

That's good. Capono got a shooting opportunity that he didn't usually have. Similarly, he instantly turned into a master of hatred. Chen Feng, such a big boss, firmly stared at him.

This makes Capono melancholy. He has run hard enough, but he still can't get rid of the shadow-like madman. Every time he gets the ball, there is a large shadow over there.

It's not that Capono hasn't tried to grab the shot, but he shot twice, and it was a result. Either it was reached by Chen Feng's fingertips, or because he pitched in a hurry, and the basketball came out tragically.

Anyway, he had at least six mobile phone meetings in the first five minutes of the third quarter, but he did not score a single ball. In the second quarter, the feeling of the three shots was completely gone.

Not to mention that his hands were cold, his heart trembled violently. Anyway, even Riley was a little desperate after a few minutes. He could only replace this guy who was almost scared off the court.

But as soon as Walker's unreliable guy came on the game, Riley regretted a little, although he told Walker on the sidelines that he must keep running and not wait to catch the ball.

But who can really make a person who has vowed to be a fixed-point pitcher run? Even if someone else's big slap has been slapped in front of him, this guy can still take action so calmly.

Of course, when he looked at the basketball being fanned, his eyes were also very calm, except for a little confusion.

Walker continued to be at a loss. He didn't even turn back to chase the basketball, but Chen Feng over there had started, and Rondo grabbed the first landing point of the basketball and caught the ball. His center of gravity was gone, but this did not delay him from throwing the ball out hard, and then he weighed it. He fell into the crowd.

Peyton didn't have time to stop his pass at all. The thrown basketball was a straight line in the half of the Heat. There was only Haslem who returned to the defense, and there was a big guy who was as wild as the wind. His hands had firmly grasped the basketball and stepped on the line of the three-second zone. Across one person, Chen Feng was taking off. !

"Prevent him!" This was Riley's last roar, but his voice failed to instill any truth in Haslem, which made this guy tall or domineering in an instant and fan out Chen Feng.

Hassle mu's defense speed is fast enough, but his retreat to the end can only be a background, a background that raises his hands high under the basket but can only look up at his opponent, which is very unlucky but harmonious.

When Chen Feng desperately pulled the basket ** the heart of the Miami people, the first action after the tough guy landed was not to beat his chest and roar, but roared at Riley.

"Old man, you, shut up! See it! I have equalized the score!"

Fierce, wild and fierce, perhaps this moment can most shake Riley's tough heart.