"What are you going to do now, going to Madison?" Vanessa arched in Lamar's arms.

"Well, no, I'm not going anywhere, I'm at home with you!" Lamar said this really against his will, how could Vanessa, who knew him, not notice Lamar's abnormality.

"Go ahead! Lamar, I'll be able to take care of myself when I'm alone! You need to go to Madison right now and show those bastards how to play basketball. ”

"But!"

"Don't worry, go ahead, I know you!" Vanessa covered Lamar's mouth with her hand, she knew what Lamar wanted to say. Vanessa also accompanies Lamar, but she feels that she can't be too selfish, Lamar has already done a lot for herself!

"Okay, then you have to be careful when you're home by yourself, and you're calling your aunt again. ”

"Vanessa, thank you. But I still decided not to go!" Lamar kissed Vanessa deeply after speaking, and then hugged Vanessa back to the living room: "Baby, go and get some rest!"

"No, I'll be with you, Lamar, why don't you go again?"

"The eagle always has to learn to fly on its own! what if I go now?" Lamar hugged Vanessa, the anger on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of loss.

Lamar hugged Vanessa back to the TV and sat quietly, as if nothing had happened. Seeing Lamar's expression, Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she couldn't help but be secretly worried. Reach out and gently hold him in her arms, like a mother animal comforting her cubs.

"Lamar!"

"I'm nothing, Vanessa, I've suddenly figured it out a lot now. I was wrong before, I shouldn't always carry the team alone, basketball is five people, now I'm going to leave everything to them, I'm sure they can handle it!"

Lamar was quiet, but Madison Square Garden couldn't be as calm as they were, and a depressed mood was spreading from the court to every corner of the arena.

The momentum mobilized by Alan Houston's powerful slam dunk in the opening game has completely disappeared, and all that remains is endless disappointment. From the eyes of the audience, they already anticipated that the Knicks would face a big rout.

Van Gundy called several timeouts in a row, and the usually stern Van Gundy became furious, yelling at every player, his bloodshot eyes already revealing his strong displeasure with everyone. Jeff kept changing his tactical arrangements, hoping to find a new way to pull the team out of the quagmire that should have terrified the whole league, but his arrangement immediately became unrecognizable on the court.

Van Gundy has seen that the current passive situation is not a matter of tactics or the quality of the players. In fact, in many positions, the Knicks are much better than the Nets. The interior duo alone is much stronger than the two big men of the Nets.

There is only one reason for the current situation, and that is that the current Knicks lack their anchor - Lamar, and they no longer have the courage to fight to the death, nor do they have the momentum to give up who they are! This is a dangerous signal. Van Gundy has realised this, and if the current situation does not change, this group of talented young players is likely to sink here.

"Mr. Alan Houston, what the hell are you doing? Now is the time when the team needs you the most, don't you know?" Van Gundy couldn't help but look at Alan Houston, the only thing he could rely on now was the mid-pitcher.

Alan Houston gasped and nodded blankly, his eyes now empty and his mind blank. Now on the field, in addition to running, he still keeps running, and he can't even remember what he just did.

"What the hell am I doing? When did I become so embarrassed, when did I become so weak?"

Alan Houston was destined to regret his lack of concentration, as his opponents wouldn't give him a chance to froze.

"Stop him!" Alan Houston shouted anxiously as he saw Joanbari break through his defenses.

"Don't think about it!"

The Knicks' interior line was suddenly in turmoil, and Joan Barry was also a thief, knowing that his ability to face the Knicks' long formation would not be of much benefit, and after attracting the defense, he passed the ball to Jason Kidd.

After Kidd received the ball, he didn't pay attention to the Knicks' headless flies at all, and as soon as he shrunk down, he drilled between them, and then slapped the ball to the ground.

Madison Square was silent for a while, and it was better to mourn than to die!

"What the hell are you doing?" finally a voice broke the dead silence of the court, followed by a scolding voice.

This is the first time this season, and there is probably no such incident in the history of the Knicks. The poor performance of the home team has finally annoyed the fans who support them, and the Knicks' performance on the court is now beyond description.

They don't know what they want to do, they just run around aimlessly, like a bunch of headless snails, with no plan, no purpose, no end.

People can clearly see two words on the face of every Knicks player - dazed!

You know, this is only the second quarter, and the Knicks players are not enough to support their bodies with heavy feet. It's hard to imagine what they'll be like when the game is over!

The scolding of tens of thousands of Knicks fans at the scene continued, they no longer cared about the outcome of the game, they only cared about the group of players they once liked very much, supported very much, and gave all their love to the day when they were still awake.

In the NBA, it is not uncommon for home fans to come to the stadium temporarily, and every time at that time, the away team will burst into a shrill cheer as soon as they score a goal! When the home team gets the ball, the fans are booed.

But there was no such scene at the McErson Square Garden Arena, they turned a blind eye to the visitors' wonderful performances, and they did not boo the home team, they were just invective, incessantly invective!

"Oh my God! Now even Vanessa is distressed: "Lamar, I think we should not watch it! With that, she stood up and reached out and pulled Lamar.

Lamar didn't move, his eyes were still fixed on the TV, and he just said faintly: "It's not the last moment yet, as long as the game is not over before the last moment, the Knicks still have hope of winning." I believe in them!"

Vanessa frowned, she really didn't want Lamar to endure the torment here again, watching her comrades fall but she could only hide in the rear and be powerless!

"Is there still a chance? Lamar, don't you see that even the New York fans can't stand it now? Listen to those curses, I think it's good, maybe then Alain and Chauncy can sober up a little bit, and it's good for them. ”

"There must be a chance! The fans in New York haven't betrayed the team yet. ”

Yes, the fans in New York haven't betrayed the team, they haven't cheered for the team's brilliant offense, they haven't cheered for the Knicks' offense! They haven't betrayed the team, they're just scolding the players who don't have a good idea.

Finally, the red light came on at halftime, and the Knicks players ran into the tunnel with their heads down and like soulless generals, a place they didn't want to stay for even a second.

"Bastard, don't run so fast, beware of flashing your waist!"

"You cowards, you should put your head in your crotch and lick your own words now! No real man will be like you!"

"Get out of here, bastard, get out of a woman's arms and cry!"

The countless scoldings were like requiems, making the Knicks' players feel a fever on their faces and want to be killed by a headbutt.

Once upon a time, when they were leading the alliance under Lamar, who would have imagined that there would be such a day when they would become so embarrassed.

"Bang!", Van Gundy slammed the door shut, glaring at every player angrily, as if he had seen his own father-killing enemy!

Van Gundy leaned against the door of the locker room, his eyes went from stern to angry and then to contempt, a contempt that would make people angry. If it were really usual, these arrogant young people would have been mad a long time ago, but not today. Because they feel like they're not qualified at all!

"You're still not a pro? It's a shame that Lamar trusts you so much, so the Knicks are in your hands! Look what you've done?

"If I could, I would really like to lock you in this room forever and never let you out. Because you guys are so humiliated, it's better to stay here honestly than to let you out and be ridiculed and make the whole of New York lose face. ”

Van Gundy walked to the center of the locker room and was silent for a while before continuing: "It's beautiful, you're all going to be bloodless now, I should congratulate you." Why hasn't Lamar come back until now? Why? Is it really all for Vanessa and the children? Part of it, but the most important thing is that Lamar believes in you, and believes that you stinky dogs can protect the Knicks well and lead the Knicks battleship forward in the days he is gone! But how do you treat his trust? Decadent, dazed, and unmotivated, you use this to repay Lamar's trust in you?"

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