"Why should I go down?"
Canbi was extremely unhappy. His performance in this match was indeed not good.
It would have been fine if someone else had replaced him, but Anderson, who had an average of one point per game, had to replace him.
If this wasn't humiliation, then what was?
"I don't agree with this decision either. I can still fight. I want to fight until the last moment.”
Leonard was also unconvinced.
In this series of playoffs, Leonard had an average of 17 points per game and was the team's leading scorer.
Although Anthony also had an average of 15 points per game, his shooting rate was much worse than his.
Of course, this was because of Buzdric's tactical arrangements. Leonard had much more room to shoot than Anthony.
If Buzdric made this decision, they would not dare to say anything.
On the field, the manager's words were supreme and did not allow any rebuttal.
Wang Chen, the temporary coach, had always been at odds with Buzdric and was easy to bully.
"Are you not convinced? Hold it in."
Wang Chen smiled politely.
"You…"
Leonard pointed at Wang Chen, speechless.
They couldn't do anything to Wang Chen like this. They couldn't possibly snatch the tactical board and set up their own tactics, right?
Which team in the league would dare to hire them in the future?
"Alright, I'll watch your performance."
Canbi still managed to calm down. He pulled Leonard over and sat on the bench.
Without the annoying noise, Wang Chen began to use his advanced coaching knowledge to lay out the tactics.
On the offensive side, Miller was the ball point, while Anderson and Nene were the main attacking points.
The inside lane attracted firepower and created opportunities for Anthony.
Anderson and Nenei both had small sparks, so they used reasonable moves to try to nourish Anthony's hand.
"As for defense,"
Wang Chen looked at Anthony and said seriously,"Whether it's Cassel or Garnett, just give up Sprewell and go double team!”
"Ah?"
The rookie Anthony, who was still a little inexperienced, was stunned when he heard Wang Chen's bold arrangement.
Directly let Crazy Sprewell shoot?
"King, are you crazy? Could it be that your impression of Sprewell is still that of a young player? His three-point shooting rate in this game was 3 out of 5!”
Krasske was a data freak. He had barely endured it when he heard Anderson and Nene were the main attackers, but now he could not hold it in anymore.
At this stage, Madman was no longer the slam dunk maniac he was when he was young. He was already a three-pointer.
"I'm the acting manager now. I'll take care of everything.”
Wang Chen replied indifferently.
Even though Wang Chen didn't know why Madman, who was only 3 out of 5, would have such a big snowflake, he had no choice but to trust the system.
Krassk wanted to say something, but the pause had ended. It was only a short pause.
There were so many cameras around, and Krask didn't want to argue with Wang Chen.
In any case, as Wang Chen had said, he was the acting manager. No matter how ridiculous he played, it was his personal dark history.
Leonard and Canbi laughed coldly.
Although they were sitting on the bench earlier, they had heard Wang Chen's tactical arrangements clearly.
Nei Nei, forget it. She still had some strength.
He even let Anderson be the main attacker inside the paint, a third-year draft pick who could not even get any playing time?
As for the three-pointer from the madman?
If it wasn't for the three three-pointers from Madman at the crucial moment, they wouldn't have been so defenseless.
At the post-match press conference, they had already thought of how to make Wang Chen the scapegoat.
"The pause is over, huh? The Nuggets 'acting coach replaced Camby and Leonard with Anthony and Anderson. He was really giving up the game!”
"In the last game, if it weren't for Anthony's 1-for-16, the Nuggets would have had a chance to win the game.”
The live commentator was dumbfounded. Although he had guessed this before, he should at least pretend to resist.
Although Canby and Leonard's shooting percentage was slightly lower, they were still scoring and had almost 20 points in the game.
This was the match point of the series. It would be good if they could score points under this kind of defense.
The current score.
Timberwolves 83:62 Nuggets.
With a 21-point difference, the ball was still in the hands of the Timberwolves.
'Alien' Cassel dribbled the ball unhurriedly, as if he was never in a hurry.
However, Miller was under a lot of pressure. Cassel looked orderly, but his sudden outburst was terrifying.
A precise mid-range shot and a mid-range back-to-back shot, coupled with his excellent hand feel tonight, made Miller sweat profusely.
Cassel had already scored 23 points in this game.
Miller relied more on his experience to defend, and his speed would be at a disadvantage.
Suddenly, Cassel burst out and threw Miller off by half a body.
Miller was forced to follow at full speed.
Cassel suddenly stopped and leaned back to shoot.
Miller could only look at the ball and sigh.
At this moment, a black shadow had quietly approached from behind.
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