When the UCLA press conference ended, the reporters had a satisfied smile on their faces!

There is no doubt that the contradiction between the two sides in the finals has reached the point of irreconcilability, and at the press conference of Purdue University, it is only necessary to convey the words of Jim Harrick and the three seniors to the West Lafayette gangsters, presumably the "rough guys" in the mouth of this gang of Jim will definitely be anxious!

Sure enough, a few minutes after the Purdue University press conference was held, when a reporter relayed the words of UCLA coaches and players to Richard and others, the atmosphere at the scene exploded!

"Damn! Damn UCLA! Big Ben is angry, what he hates most is that his opponent is talking about his height, and now UCLA actually says that he is a little man in a public place like a press conference!

"I'm going to pop the balls of those UCLA softasses! Provided they have eggs! ”

"I'm going to make them remember the name Ben Wallace for this game, and I'm going to make them tremble at the thought of it!"

"Fucking again, Lao Tzu's height is 206 cm! Lao Tzu is not short! ”

The reason why Big Ben is so angry is actually because of his own future, will the NBA pay for a precious high-pick draft pick for a two-meter-tall interior player with no offensive ability?!

Obviously impossible!

Even if Ben performs very well, there is no reason for the NBA team to take such a risk, and they will definitely choose more stable players.

And if Big Ben's height reaches 206 cm, the situation is different......

Although 206 is also a little short, it is acceptable to be placed in the position of power forward.

As soon as Big Ben finished venting, Miller took the microphone, scratched the back of his head, and laughed silly.

"Hey......

"They have to die!"

"It's going to die miserably, hehe......"

The reporters in the audience couldn't help but shudder, and the smirking Miller made the reporters' scalps tingle, and they immediately thought of those perverted serial killers......

A perverted serial killer, isn't it like Miller now, with a simple appearance and harmlessness to humans and animals, but when he starts, he is more vicious than anyone else......

Big Ben's roughness, Miller's ruthlessness, and then all reporters turned their eyes to Iverson!

There is no doubt that Iverson is the big boss of this West Lafayette gang, the strongest player in the team, and everyone wants to see what Iverson has to say.

"They're really idiots......"

"Really, O'Bannon that garbage says I'm shorty? Didn't he, a blind man, notice that their main backfielder, Edney, was only a little over 1.7 meters?! ”

"What a really idiot......"

With that, Iverson pursed his lips with disgust on his face, not wanting to continue......

Seeing that Iverson had no interest in continuing to speak, the reporters turned their attention to Richard again!

In the NCAA, the head coach is the absolute soul and absolute authority of a team......

In the NBA, those players who dare to disobey or even force the head coach will definitely die a miserable death in the NCAA, and no player can challenge the authority of the head coach in the NCAA!

"Coach Richard, Jim commented on the Boilermakers, I wonder what you think of UCLA?"

Richard scoffed.

"Heh, that's a good question, because if you don't ask, I'm about to forget that there is such a team in the NCAA, and how long has it been since they made it to the Final Four? Fifteen years? Twenty years? ”

"Who knows......"

"Since the fans all over the United States gave us the nickname of the West Lafayette Gangster, then there is no reason why we should not accept it, and in the next game, I will prove to Jim Harrick that gangsters can make things, we are not the kind of gangsters who mess around the streets, we are super gangsters armed to the teeth!"

"Jim Harrick, wash your ass and wait for our West Lafayette gang to ravage!"

……

The speeches of both sides of the finals were written by reporters and the fastest speed in the evening newspaper of the day, which was a national sensation in the United States!

Although the NCAA Finals have always been full of gunpowder, there has never been such a-for-tat Finals as this one!

……

There are still two days to go before the finals start, but Richard has welcomed a guest!

To be precise, it is not a guest, but a person......

Brent Barry's father, Rick Barry!

Superstars of ancient times, comparable to the existence of Chamberlain and Russell!

Seeing that the finals are about to begin, Rick Barry must have appeared on his youngest son's team, and he must have wanted to cheer for his youngest son on the spot.

The players are still training on the pitch and playing intra-squad training matches......

And Richard accompanied Barry Sr. to watch the training game, and Richard should be treated with due respect for such an ancient star.

"Li, you are really good, I have seen a lot of young coaches, but none of them can reach your current achievements!"

"All wins?! God, that's an exaggeration! ”

Barry patted Richard on the shoulder and exclaimed sincerely......

Being praised by Old Barry like this, Richard was suddenly a little embarrassed, "It's just luck, I have a bunch of top players!" ”

"No, it's definitely not luck!"

"By the way, as long as your game is live, I won't fall out of the game, but I found a problem, I think if you can solve this problem, your strength is estimated to be improved by a ......"

Old Barry said to Richard with a smile on his face.

These words directly aroused Richard's strong interest, and he is now in the stage of finding and solving problems, but the team has never lost, so he can't find the team's deeper problems......

At one point, Richard absolutely built a team that was perfect and impeccable!

But now that Barry Sr. has pointed out that there is a problem with the team, there must be no mistake......

"I'd like Mr. Barry to give me some pointers......"

"Call that kid named Ben, he's the key to your continued strength!" Barry Sr. smiled and pointed to Ben who had just missed two free throws on the court......

"Uh......" Richard's eyelids jumped suddenly, he knew Old Barry's purpose!

"Coach, what's the matter with me......" Big Ben asked as he ran up to Richard's side and grinned.

"Well, Ben, it's Mr. Barry who has something to do with you......"

……

"Ben, do you want your free throw percentage to increase to 80%?!"

"Maybe even ninety percent!"

Old Barry said with a smile at Big Ben like an old witch who had kidnapped an ignorant girl.

Big Ben was startled and retreated, and his big fan-like hand was raised in the air and waved: "I don't want to...... I don't want to ......"