Chapter 271

The time of the press conference was relatively short, and after Chamberlain, O'Neill and others spoke one after another, there was not much time left, and the somewhat absent-minded McMillan gestured to the staff here at this time, and at this time, McMillan had more urgent things to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the press conference, Chamberlain found him in the visiting team's dressing room and rushed with him to his home, while McMillan also hurried to the office of team manager Sander.

"Mr. Sander, I think we need to talk. ”

As soon as he entered Sander's office, McMillan couldn't wait to get down to business.

"Any questions, Nate?"

Although he didn't treat McMillan very well, as the leader of the team's brilliant record, Sander still had to give McMillan enough respect. He made a cup of coffee himself, and then sat down opposite McMillan with some confusion and asked.

'We need to trade, Sander, trade some useful players, I'm fed up with them, they don't help the team at all. ”

Speaking of which, McMillan's mind unconsciously conjured up the image of Chamberlain intercepting O'Neill, which made him suddenly regain the kind of indignation he had.

"Who are you talking about? Redno? We're considering, Nate, you know, trading isn't an easy thing to do, and we've got to think seriously about what is going to help us, so wait, wait a while. ”

Macmillan's anger made Sander a little baffled, and he also watched the game, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"No, it's not just Rednow, the team needs an inside lineman, you must have watched today's game, right? We can't let Zhang still do blue-collar work, he needs a partner. Alonzo is too old to last 48 minutes and we have to find a qualified replacement for him. ”

The team's problems cannot be solved by replacing a point guard, and for Macmillan, the problems that exist on the interior are also urgently needed.

"Oh, Nate, do you know what you're talking about? This year, Ray just signed and Zhang is going to sign too, it's not a small number, we don't have enough salary space anymore, Nate. Moreover, this is even more proof of Zhang's omnipotence, you see, he defeated O'Neill, and tomorrow's magazine will report on it. ”

Different positions and different perspectives, with McMillan seeing the rationality of the squad and Sander seeing the economic benefits of the team.

"We can trade Ridnow, James, Kouttray, Robert Swift, Glen Young, Radmanovic and all that, and Sander, we have to trade because that's the way we can go a little bit further. ”

There are too many idlers on the supersonic bench, like Kouttre and Robert, and it is difficult to even guarantee an appearance now.

"No, Nate, isn't Radmanovic bad? I think we just need to fill in a point guard, you can try to have Radmanovic play power forward and Mourning off the bench, and they worked together really well in that game, didn't they?"

The crazy fast-break lineup against the Bad Hawks is still fresh in the memory of the SuperSonics' management, and for this reason, they even came up with the idea of replacing the uncooperative Macmillan.

"Do you want Zhang to fight for him? Do you want a promising insider to fight for him?"

At this moment, McMillan's anger was like a barrel of dynamite, which was suddenly ignited by Sander's words.

"Calm down, calm down, Nate, we can pick things up, like Phoenix, Zhang is better at the fast break than anybody, isn't it?"

Fast attack, fast attack, talking here, the topic is back to the original point, for fast attack, the management of supersonic is obsessed.

"You're saying we're giving up on defense too, are you? Oh hell. ”

Sander's answer made McMillan clutch his forehead in pain.

The difference between the two sides in attack and defense is not a day or two, I didn't expect the team's record to be so brilliant, and the management still does not give up its own opinion.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Nate, so the fans will like it even more, you look at Phoenix, how hot is their game? We're totally capable of that, Nate, just to get the team up a little bit. ”

Sander was so persuasive to McMillan.

"That's your last answer, isn't it? Sander, you don't agree to the deal?"

McMillan was genuinely desperate, annoyed by Sander's insistence on only caring for profit.

"It's not that you disagree, it's not necessary, Nate, as long as you change tactics, everything will be well resolved. ”

This was Sander's final reply, and the conversation between the two ended in this way again. But what McMillan didn't know was that there was an even bigger storm waiting for him.

It's a clash of two classes, two basketball philosophies, Sander represents the interests of the team owner, and the basketball philosophy above offense, and McMillan represents the team, advocating defense to win championships, so all of this is actually irreconcilable.

In real history, McMillan would leave the Rose Garden after the season to teach the Young Guard, led by Brandon Roy.

Stayed in Seattle for about a day, stayed at Chamberlain's Concession and stayed here for one night before returning to Miami. The day after the departure, Chamberlain also arrived in Miami.

On January 9, 2005, the supersonic away game against the Heat started on time at 8:00 local time.

"Hey, meet again, baby, are you ready?"

Shortly after the huge boos from the audience had subsided, Chamberlain received a greeting from O'Neill.

"I can't wait, fatty, and even though people are starting to call me the number one center now, I don't mind beating you once. ”

Soon after the last game, some media couldn't wait to press the honor of the first center forward on Chamberlain's head, although Chamberlain knew how many pounds and taels he had, but today he still chose to use this title to stimulate O'Neal, in retaliation for O'Neal's arrogant big mouth before the game.

"Number one center? Are you talking about that guy who never seems to have enough to eat? Oh my God, that's a big joke, what else can he do but perform? If that's a measure of top insiders, then there's a lot of people in Hollywood. ”