"Ding, Chris Webber's favorability has increased. The current favorability is 70 points."
Weber's favorability increased again.
Lin Yu's words moved him, and he could clearly feel Lin Yu's care for him.
After Weber left, Lin Yu quickly checked Weber's attribute panel. Except for the two easyboys Ray Jackson and Jamie King, the other players seemed to have task prompts after reaching 70 points of favorability.
"He comes on a bamboo horse and goes around the bed to make green plums. We live together in Changqian, and our childhood sweethearts are guessing. Help him take care of Jaylen Rose."
Lin Yu suspected that he was hallucinating and read it several times before he was convinced that he had seen it correctly.
Good guy, is this system preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination? They all started reciting poems, and they were poems by Shixian Taibai.
The poem is a good poem, but it doesn’t feel very serious. It is clearly describing childhood sweethearts, and it would be very inconsistent to use it with Weber and Ross.
Weber came riding a bamboo horse, and Rose danced around the bed. The scene was so beautiful that Lin Yu didn't dare to think more about it.
The prompt was very general, and it didn't say how to take care of Jaylen Rose in detail, so I could only explore slowly.
…
We trained for two hours the next morning, and the game against the Nuggets began in the evening.
The Nuggets' team's record ranks third from the bottom in the Western Conference, which is why Lin Yu doesn't take it seriously.
During the pre-match warm-up session, Lin Yu sat on the sidelines and watched the players warm up.
"Young man, you've been making a lot of noise recently." An old man who looked older than old Paulin walked up behind Lin Yu at some point.
Lin Yu turned around and stood up quickly, with a look of respect on his face.
"Hello Mr. Motta, nice to meet you."
The person who can make Lin Yu so respectful is obviously not a small person. After all, Lin Yu can't even buy Pat Riley's account.
The person who came was none other than Dick Motta, a veteran coach who is a living fossil in the NBA. His qualifications were so high that the two top coaches in the league, Phil Jackson and the Jazz's Jerry Sloan, were both his disciples.
In addition, he led the team to win the only championship trophy in the history of the Washington Bullets. Unseld was also his disciple. When the Bullets visited China, he was the coach.
Even the two positions of power forward and small forward were named by Dick Motta.
"Sit down, there's no need to be so restrained with me. I'm not as scary as the rumors say." Mota Wen smiled and patted Lin Yu on the shoulder.
Lin Yu is ashamed, isn't it scary? If Unseld is the evil tiger, Dick Motta is almost the ghost that the evil tiger turned into after his death.
He is the first generation coach in the NBA. He is a typical old-school coach who enforces orders and prohibits his actions. He always treats his players and assistants without pretense. The players and assistants who came under him usually don't even dare to mention his name.
When Unseld was chatting with Lin Yu before, his expression changed slightly when he mentioned Dick Motta.
But now that he is older, his personality seems to be much more amiable. At least ten years ago, he would not have been able to take the initiative to say hello to a little guy like Lin Yu.
"Son, as an old guy born before World War II, I'd love to hear the coaching philosophies of you young people."
"Who do you think should dominate the team, the coach or the players?"
Dick Motta asked this question inexplicably. Those who didn't know thought he was old and confused, but Lin Yu knew that this question had troubled Motta his whole life.
Of course his coaching ability is very strong, otherwise he would not be able to train top coaches like Jackson and Sloan.
The early days of his coaching career were smooth sailing, and he had won every honor. However, since leaving the Bullets in 1980, he had never received any decent honors.
His requirements for players are too high. No famous star is willing to play for him. Without top players, naturally there will be no results.
"Mr. Motta, do you prefer Jerry Sloan or Phil Jackson?"
Lin Yu did not answer Mota's question directly, but asked rhetorically.
"Of course Jerry." Mota replied without hesitation.
"Then who do you think has achieved more, Jerry or Phil?" Lin Yu asked again.
Mota stopped talking this time and fell into deep thought.
Although Sloan and Jackson are both disciples of Motta, they are coaches with completely different styles. The Jazz are coach-led, while the Bulls are player-led. Motta prefers Sloan, of course, because Sloan is more like him. .
"You mean the players should lead the team?" Motta said with a wry smile.
Lin Yu shook his head, "No, in this scoring situation, when you have a player like Jordan in your team, it's best to let him take the lead."
"No matter how sophisticated tactics or lineup arrangements are, they can't offset the combat effectiveness of a player like Jordan."
"And if there is no player like Jordan in the team, then the coach should take the lead."
Dick Motta laughed heartily, "What a cunning boy. What he said is as if he didn't say it."
"That boy Wes is actually a fool, but fools are blessed. They have always been able to get good players, and now they have found an outstanding coach like you. I believe that the Bullets' next championship is not far away."
Lin Yu secretly regretted that he didn't have a recording device in his hand, otherwise if Motta's words were recorded for Unseld to listen to, his expression would have been wonderful.
…
"Dudududu!"
The referee blows the whistle to start the game.
With Ben injured and absent, Lin Yu put up a starting lineup of Howard, Webber, Harvey, Jaylen Rose and Speedy tonight.
Harvey no longer has the blessing of Time Break and Blood of War, and his combat effectiveness has dropped a lot. However, Mashburn is still in Washington, and Lin Yu has no other better small forwards available, so he can only be allowed to start.
When Lin Yu saw the Nuggets' starting lineup, he had a strange feeling in his heart. Their lineup was not bad and even looked a bit luxurious. Why did they only play in the bottom three in the Western Conference?
Center Earvin Johnson, before Ben was born, was almost the blue-collar center in the league second only to Mutombo.
Power forward Antonio McDyess, the second pick in 1995, was also a ruthless player who easily averaged 20+10 points per game. He was selected to the All-Stars and was even selected to the third team of the year in 1999. Webb was that year The best second team.
The small forward is Laphonso Ellis, who is at the peak of his career this season, averaging nearly 22 points and 7 rebounds per game. Pippen is only 20 points and 6.5 rebounds this season.
Shooting guard Dale Ellis is also a veteran top shooting guard. In 1989, he averaged 27.5 points per game, second only to Jordan and Malone in the scoring list.
And he also has top three-point ability. Among active players, Reggie Miller ranked first in three-pointers, and he was second. When he retired, his total three-pointers ranked second in history.
In addition, he also maintains an unprecedented record. In the classic five overtime battle between the SuperSonics and the Bucks in 1989, he played for 69 minutes. It is incredible to think about it.
Even though he is older now, his prowess remains the same as before, and he still averages about 17 points per game.
Point guard Mark Jackson, not to mention a well-known veteran point guard, is known as the point guard who is most like a point guard. This season, he ranks first in the league with 12.3 assists per game.
With such a lineup, Lin Yu really couldn't figure out why they were only third from the bottom in the Western Conference.
In the jump ball session, Howard succeeded in jumping the ball and the Bullets began to attack.
Speeding forward to the frontcourt, he saw Jaylen Rose set up a pick-and-roll for him, raised his hand and took a mid-range shot, scoring two points, giving the Bullets a good start.
In the Nuggets' round, Mark Jackson passed the ball to Darle Ellis, who missed a three-pointer.
Howard and Earvin Johnson competed for rebounds, and they both took off. Uncle Huo's rebound was not very good, and it seemed that this rebound was going to be taken away by the Nuggets.
At this moment, Jaylen Rose came over. His original intention was to protect the rebound, but after taking off, he collided with Uncle Huo in mid-air.
"boom!"
After Uncle Huo fell, he couldn't stand firmly and fell hard to the floor, clutching his ankle and wailing.
Lin Yu's expression changed drastically. Is his ankle injured? This is not the kind of minor injury that Ben can recover from after a week's rest. If it is a serious ankle injury, it can even ruin a player's career.
Weber's expression also changed, and he quickly stepped forward to check Uncle Huo's injury.
Jaylen Rose was even more frightened and stood there in a daze.
After waiting for a moment, with Weber's help, Howard stood up with difficulty. His right foot could not touch the ground at all, and his face was full of pain.
After getting up, Howard glared at Jaylen Rose and was helped out of the court by the staff.
Lin Yu was dumbfounded. Even a staunch materialist warrior like him had to start to believe that Jaylen Rose was really evil.
I just injured Ben's finger yesterday, and I almost crippled Howard tonight!
The referee gave an official timeout, and the Bullets returned to the bench. Webber looked sad. He was worried about Uncle Huo's injury. Jaylen Rose looked remorseful. He also knew that he had caused a big trouble.
"Man, you..."
Even if his relationship with Howard was not good, Lin Yu would never want to see Howard seriously injured. He originally wanted to complain about Jaylen Rose, but seeing the self-blaming expression on his face, he couldn't bear to speak.
Did Jaylen Rose do it on purpose? Of course not, he was just unlucky.
"Let's get off the court and rest first. You probably aren't in the mood to play now either."
"Don't think too much, I know you don't want this bad thing to happen."
Lin Yu stepped forward and patted Jaylen Rose on the shoulder, comforting him.
Saying this, Lin Yu has already made up his mind that Jaylen Rose cannot play in this game no matter what. If Webb is also injured, how will the Bullets play in the next game?
After returning to Washington, Lin Yu had to take Jaylen Rose to burn incense and worship Buddha no matter what. He was no longer just unlucky.
