"Don't talk that bullshit to me!" Lamar's face was still full of arrogance, and he looked at the reporters around him with contempt: "It's too early for you to say that we are in trouble, don't forget that it is still us who is leading the overall score now! The Boston Celtics are just two days away with the help of the referee!"

"If you win a game and you win the whole series, don't they think we can't win a game in Boston? Don't these bastards find themselves ridiculous? If that's what you think, you're a bunch of utter idiots!"

Abandoned by the reporters, Arenas stood in a daze, watching Lamar lecture the reporters there, ? ?. r?a?n?? ｅ ｎ `ｏ?ｒｇ

Lamar, who had spoken for a while, parted the group of reporters very rudely, and then walked in front of Arenas, and then showed his snow-white teeth: "Gilbert! What are you doing stupidly? Let's go, it's almost time for training!"

"Haven't you recovered after a day of rest? Now you bastards are running a hundred laps each around this court, now execute!" Van Gundy snarled as he watched the Knicks players who were still a little listless after a day of rest.

Lamar was leading the run in front of his teammates, followed by a group of Knicks players. Only Arenas, who fell at the end, seemed to say something again?

"What?," Jeff's tone suddenly turned cold, startling the runners.

Everyone seemed to feel that Van Gundy's air pressure seemed to be a little low today, and they could all feel the cold light from Van Gundy's eyes from such a distance.

"No, no!" Arenas waved his hand and quickly increased his pace.

After Van Gundy and his assistant coach left, Darmsport said to Lamar: "Isn't it a bit too much for the coach to do this today? What we need most now is physical strength, if we are tossed down today, we won't have to play the game the day after tomorrow." ”

"Don't worry, I don't think I'm that vulnerable, it's just an appetizer for me. Lamar said a little arrogantly: "Don't you think you can't do it?"

"Who says no?"

"We didn't have a relationship with Samuel, he's a famous fast gunner!"

"Fart! You're the fast gunner, Lao Tzu is a well-known sniper rifle, one shot at a time!"

After the punishment was over, although everyone was exhausted and out of breath, Van Gundy announced the start of training on time.

At this time, Lamar's task is simple, which is to stand on the sidelines and shout to urge his teammates.

At the beginning of training, Sean Battier, a suspended guy, also came, he is still single, and it is boring to stay at home alone, so he simply came to the stadium to train with his brothers.

His arrival also gave Van Gundy a little comfort, believing that Battier had lived up to the importance he held of him.

"Samuel, you bastard!" Lamar, who was grabbed by Dampoter's buttocks, turned around and yelled at the increasingly perverted Dampoter: "What kind of defense are you? Don't use your disgusting methods on me!"

"Can't you have such a big body to stand me?

Looking at Lamar's appearance, Van Gundy, who was directing the players' running positions next to him, also nodded again and again, and couldn't help but joke with his assistant: "Maybe only Lamar's way is the best way to teach these guys a lesson!" It seems that the position of assistant coach is very suitable for Lamar, look at his appearance, he is even more competent than our professionals." ”

Assistant coach Tom Thibodeau also smiled: "If you give up his terrifying attacking ability, I think it's a really good idea." ”

After a day's training, the Knicks players were in pain from Van Gundy. Even the sparring partners of Sean Battier, who came to help, were the same, and they were so tired that they couldn't even straighten their waists.

"Crazy! Really crazy! Jeff definitely took the wrong medicine last night! I regret that I agreed to that bastard. Sean Battier lay on the bench in the locker room and rested for a long time but still didn't have the strength to stand up, and couldn't help but complain.

"Shut up, Sean!" Arenas exclaimed, "Do you want to have such a devil watching you every day while you train?"

Maybe it's associated with that terrible scene. Sean Battier really closed his mouth, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

But Battier still muttered, "Damn, I'll never see Jeff like this again in my life, that guy is even more annoying than Pierce." ”

"Alright, guys! I don't want to stay in this place for even a minute. Let's go relax tonight, who wants to come with me?" Arenas stood up with a meaningful smile on his face, and anyone who was a man could think of where he was going to relax.

Bobby Simmons, a married man, just wanted to raise his hand to sign up, when the door to the locker room was kicked open.

It doesn't take a look back for Simmons to know who it is. The only person who can unleash this brute force is Lamar.

Simmons's words that had already come to his lips immediately changed direction, and the lewd smile on his face also turned into a righteous and awe-inspiring accusation: "Gilbert, don't you have a sense of honor? Don't forget that we actually fell at the hands of those Boston hillbillies in the last game." At this time, we should train desperately to prepare for revenge! If you want a concubine like that, go to that place! No one here will go with you. ”

Simmons looks like a messenger of justice, and Arenas is a team cancer compared to him.

The other Knicks players in the locker room suddenly rolled their eyes, and the expressions of disdain on their faces turned to the unrighteous Simmons.

"Bobby, that's a good point!" Lamar laughed and put his arm on Simmons' shoulder.

Simmons was first very contrived and surprised as if he had just discovered Lamar, and then said with a flattering face: "Lamar! look, this guy Gilbert is so unreasonable, we should be focusing on how to exterminate the Boston bastards, but this guy actually encourages everyone to have fun, which is so unusual." ”

Arenas, who couldn't say anything more righteous, rolled his eyes for a while, if Lamar hadn't suddenly come back just now, Simmons that guy must have been commenting on that chick with a lewd smile on her face right now and her bigger hips.

"Lamar, I think you should punish this flattering fellow, he just betrayed his brother."

Lamar ignored Arenas and hugged Simmons tighter with his arm: "Bobby, you're right, guys like Gilbert really deserve to be punished!"

Arenas became anxious when he heard this, and his eyes widened and the boss began to argue for himself: "Lamar, I just said it casually!"

Lamar still ignored Arenas, but the strength in his arm increased: "However, those who betrayed their brothers should be punished even more." ”

"Good!"

There was a burst of cheers in the dressing room!

The atmosphere in the team is very dull right now, and with these two unlucky guys here, at least it can liven up the atmosphere.

Van Gundy didn't say a word the whole time, and kept a smile on his face as he watched the players play. It's just that his eyes when he looked at Lamar became even hotter, and he once again affirmed in his heart that it was a wise decision to fully support Lamar in the first place.

The morale of the team started to run high because of the fights between the players. When the Knicks returned to Boston, they became a team of tigers and wolves.

With the Knicks on the road again, the media reporters all felt some inexplicable excitement!

The smoke is back!

Pierce made his victory declaration to the reporters who interviewed him: "I think I should say a welcome on behalf of the Boston fans who have been insulted by Lamar! Yes! I'm glad he's here, and there's nothing more pleasing to me." I'm going to beat him and his team to the abyss in front of him!"

Lamar ignored Pierce's big words.

Lamar was standing in the middle of the dressing room, lecturing to a group of henchmen who were hungry for victory.

A little different from his usual rebuke, Lamar just smiled and looked at his teammates today.

"Guys, are you ready?" Lamar looked at his teammates in front of him with a mocking smile on his face, "Honestly, I am ashamed to lose to those hillbillies in Boston!"

No cheering for myself and my teammates, and no grandiose words!

No one expected Lamar to say such a sentence.

Dampot, who had the most innocent heads, was the first to jump up and shout with a wave of his fist, "Lamar, you bastard! I think you know best that if it weren't for that damn home whistle, we'd be crushing those bastards' bones!"

Lamar raised his head and looked at the rising bird Dampot with an expressionless face: "Only the weak will make excuses for their failures! If you lose, you lose!

"Yes! We did a good job in the last game, but we still didn't give up in the fourth quarter! We can lose the game, but we can't lose! We lost the last game, and we will get it back today!" Lamar spoke, getting louder and louder, and almost shouted at the end. He's no longer just Damppoter, he's got all the other players.

"I hate defeat! You should be the same failure as me! Every defeat should peck at our hearts like a sharp eagle's beak and warn us that we must never forget this shame! Don't you feel sick to yourself when you watch your opponents hug and celebrate after a match?"

Under Lamar's forced gaze, all the players' faces turned flushed, and the panting sound could be heard clearly. The Knicks are like a bunch of angry bulls at the moment, and Lamar is the red cloak that drives them crazy.