In the visiting team's locker room, after Chuck Daly made a brief summary, he came outside to discuss Zhou Quan's performance today with McCloskey.
Both of them were very excited and had renewed hope for this team.
Before that, they had already begun to retreat with the collapse of the Bad Boys, and McCloskey was even making his retirement plans.
But Zhou Quan's debut, especially against Jordan, gave them hope.
"Vision and passing are the weaknesses in the scouts' evaluation, but with today's performance, I think there is something wrong with the scouts' evaluation. I think these two abilities should be at a first-class level. Of course, the performance in one game is still It’s not enough.”
Chuck Daly thought for a while and then said: "The assist ability is quite good and the organizational ability is not bad. The main reason is lack of experience. After the Bulls strengthened their attack in the second and third quarters, the rookie's shortcomings were exposed.
Jack, he has the potential to become a first-class point guard, especially he has defense that ordinary guards lack. We can really strengthen his training.
Although the ceiling is not as high as Isiah, it is worth looking forward to. Anyway, we don’t have any other young people, so let’s do our best to train him. "
"His personal offense needs to be strengthened. His offensive skills are far from mature. The team needs to make a plan for this and clearly tell him what abilities we need from him." McCloskey nodded.
"We must do a good job with Isiah and let him help Iron Fist strengthen his personal offense." Chuck Daly said.
McCloskey was in pain when he heard it. Isiah, that stubborn guy, could he figure it out? If I had figured it out, there wouldn't have been a fight that day.
"Jack, team, what are your thoughts on this team now?" Suddenly, Chuck Daly asked.
"you?"
McCloskey wanted to ask what Daley was talking about, but he immediately came to his senses, understood what Daley meant, and said hesitantly: "Rebuild, or wait for Thomas to return. I'm not sure. I need to observe it for a while. Before Thomas can Until I come back, let’s leave it like this for now.”
Chuck Daly nodded, McCloskey couldn't decide, and neither did he.
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"Isiah, that kid's performance is okay, the team will not give up on him, what are you going to do?" Detroit, Laimbeer said.
Isiah Thomas said: "His offense is still far away and he has very little game experience. McCloskey said that day, let me lead him."
"Are you going to bow to a rookie? Are you crazy? Are you still a fearless smiling assassin? You let me down so much! Isiah, you should fight back and take back the team. His little strength is nothing in front of you. It’s not good enough, it’s too weak.”
Ranbir's eyes widened and he said angrily.
Thomas glanced at Ranbir with contempt and said, "No, I am going to challenge him on your behalf and help you make another appointment."
At this time, he took out a hockey glove from his butt pocket, tossed it and said, "I've prepared the gloves for you."
"damn it!"
兰比尔望着那只手套，感觉异常刺眼，一手抓过来，狠狠地砸在地板上，一对凶眼瞪着托马斯道：“伊赛亚，你在挑衅我吗？别以为我不会揍you."
"Asshole, you've beaten me many times. You once sent me to the hospital. Have you forgotten?" Thomas said angrily.
"Who asked you to provoke me?" Ranbir smiled awkwardly.
Thomas was too lazy to pay attention, and leaned back lazily on the sofa, holding the back of his head with his hands, and said thoughtfully: "We did go a little too far that day, don't you think?"
"You guy, I'm here to vent your anger, otherwise why would I target him? He can't take my position, now you blame me?"
Ranbir gritted his teeth in anger.
Thomas continued: "I still hate him, very, very much, even more than Jordan.
After all, Jordan never beat me, never caused me such great humiliation, never caused me so much loss, and this rookie, he has already ruined my life.
But Bill..."
At this point, he put down his hands holding the back of his head, looked at Ranbir seriously and said: "Now in front of us, no, you have retired, your fate is finalized, and now the pressure is all on me. Bill, do you think that on me Is there any way ahead of me?
My reputation is rotten, rotten to the core, a coward, a coward, a weakling, a veteran who suppresses newcomers, the object of hatred for all NCAA college students, even my juniors now, they hate me, this is what I am now Label.
I can either go back and reconcile with him now, or retire like you. Anyway, I won't choose to trade. I don't want to go to a second team, not in this life.
And now that my reputation is so bad, I don’t think any team would want me, what do you think? Tell me, what should I do? "
"Kill back and take back your position. Why do you want to reconcile? He beat us and we suffered a big loss." Ranbir said angrily.
"The matter is getting serious. The league is watching me, and the management is also supporting him. How can I fight back? How about you bring a gun in and help me kill him?" Thomas said coldly.
Ranbir opened his mouth, do you think I'm out of my mind?
He still has a lot of good life to live, and his father still has a lot of property left for him. How can he kill someone? That's something no madman would do.
"Bill, you may not know that several of my sponsors have run away, causing huge losses. Tens of millions of dollars have flown away. They abandoned me because I am no longer the fearless smiling assassin I used to be. He’s just a coward, an old bird who suppresses newcomers, and a bastard!”
At this point, Thomas was close to roaring, and the veins on his forehead were swollen.
"The loss is so big?"
Ranbir was shocked because he, a villain, had no sponsors and had no idea about this.
"So, Bill, do you think I am willing to bow to him? If I can beat him, I will challenge him now."
Thomas asked with his blood-red eyes staring at Ranbir.
"Of course I don't want to."
Thomas' eyes were a little scary, and Ranbir looked away.
But at this time, Thomas leaned back on the sofa feebly and sighed: "Due to the impact of this incident, many NCAA college students who were originally preparing to participate in next year's draft have publicly stated that they will not participate in the NBA draft next year.
The most troublesome thing is O'Neal, who is predicted to be the No. 1 pick by almost all media. He said he will reconsider his choice, and you know this.
So, Bill, the league is forcing me. Unless I choose to retire like you, there is no other way for me. "
"Then retire and don't bow to that rookie." Laimbeer said angrily.
