World of Sports

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The life of sports does not need to be explained, there are champions here, but more ordinary people like you, me and him; There are gold medals here, but more of them are medal-like scars and the praise that life gives; Sport is a game of competition against ourselves, and we will never give up.

Dear students, welcome to the "World of Sports" every Wednesday, I am Wang Junwen. Next, let's focus on a set of sports news:

First of all, there is news from the NBA: On October 9, Beijing time, the NBA preseason continued, and the 76ers and the Thunder had a preseason warm-up in Manchester, England. In the end, with the brave play of Durant and Reggie Jackson, the Thunder narrowly defeated the 76ers 103-99.

On October 9, Beijing time, the Nets' luxury lineup made its debut, defeating the Wizards 111-106 in overtime on the road, and won the first game of the preseason; The Cavaliers beat the Bucks 99-87 at home.

Let's take a look at the news in international football:

At 2:45 Beijing time on October 6 (20:45 local time in Italy on the 5th), the 7th round of Serie A started a key match, and Inter Milan lost 0-3 at home to Roma and suffered the first defeat in the league.

At 20:30 Beijing time on October 6 (13:30 local time in the UK), the seventh round of the 2013/14 English Premier League season was contested at Carrow Road Stadium, and Chelsea won 3-1 away at Norwich City to win the first away league game of the season.

And finally, a message from General Sports:

In the East Asian Games being held, as of 11 o'clock this morning, China has 44 gold, 28 silver and 15 bronze medals, with a total of 87 medals, ahead of the second place South Korea with 35 medals, ranking first in the medal table. The most thrilling gold medal was tantamount to China's Su Bingtian running 10.31 seconds, beating Japan's Ryota Yamaprefecture to successfully defend the title by a narrow margin of 1/1000 second, and tied the record in the event.

Due to the length of the program, this episode of the program has temporarily canceled the section "He Said Sports". So take a break and jump right into "Manga Sports".

Dear listeners and friends, welcome back, this is the sports world "Manhua Sports". In previous installments, we have been introducing players who have been inducted into the Hall of Fame. Today, we bring you the legendary American basketball coach, Cardinal Arnold Auerbach.

Auerbach. On the last Saturday of October 2006, the old man extinguished his cigar for good. Unlike his glorious retreat in the summer of 1966 exactly forty years ago, this time, this great shadow, the evil emperor, the dark old man, has really left this world that he has conquered and is tired of, as the people who feared and cursed him forty years ago said.

Legend has it that when Heisenberg proposed the uncertainty principle, he once set an epitaph for himself. "He's lying somewhere here". To borrow this format, Auerbach, Cardinal, Cigar Coach, Old Monster. Whatever you call him, perhaps the most appropriate tribute for him would be to have a tombstone in Boston Garden, under the 16 championship flags. On the tombstone is written "He lies somewhere in the garden". Or, to paraphrase the Lakers head coach he's beaten countless times, "I hate to shove that cigar down his throat." ”

In 1994, the Lakers and Celtics, the two most common teams in NBA Finals history, played their final game against Boston Garden, which was flown with 16 championship flags. Then, the Celtics moved to the North Shore Bank Arena. Imagine a hand full of rings quietly closing the door, saying goodbye to the past prosperous years. Auerbach was shrouded in cigar smoke, living in the frightening tapes of the Boston Celtics, living in the biographies that NBA pundits worked tirelessly wrote. As they walked down the road, no one would know that the 175-centimeter-tall old man who passed them was the most feared ruler in the history of the world's best basketball league, as advertised by all kinds of large propaganda posters throughout the United States.

A lot of people will forget everything Auerbach did in Washington. In 1946, the descendant of Russian immigrants turned 29 years old, and the world around him lived through World War I, the Great Depression and World War II. It was a glamorous, spinning, dream-shattering and rebuilding, bewildered generation beginning to grow old, Europe was still in ruins, and Americans were going through war and were beginning to want to have some fun. At that time, the NBA was still a basketball league with no 24-second time limit, narrow three-second zone, all-white athletes, no three-point shooting, and Farkes was the scoring leader with an average shooting rate of 30 percent per game and less than 24 points per game.

And that's how Auerbach started. He began his coaching career with the Washington Congressional team. By that time, he had already revealed part of what would later become a Boston saga—a Jew who was money-sensitive, energetic, brutal, and realistic. In the 1948-49 season, the Capitol team even made it to the finals. There, Auerbach met his lifelong enemy. The Minneapolis Lakers relied on George McCann, the first super-center in NBA history, to tackle the Capitol team.

It is impossible to know what the 175-centimeter Auerbach felt when he saw the 208-centimeter McCann dominate the basketball court and ravage the Capitol team. It was the first time Auerbach came close to the pinnacle of success — even though NBA championships weren't as popular in more than 100 countries as they are now — but he lost. A perfect, titan-like giant who led the Lakers to defeat Auerbach. It's like a meaningful prophecy and foreshadowing.

Lakers head coach Kundera is the first coach in NBA history. There is public opinion that he is not talented, and he can only win five championships by relying on famous players such as McCann and Pollard. But Auerbach said of Kundera: "A lot of teams that are strong on paper, they get nothing. And Kundera, he made the Lakers a strong team, and he did a great job for it. ”

Remember the key word in this passage, which is the most important part of the praise that Auerbach gave to his opponents after one of the few defeats: the team.

In 1950, the Celtics brought in Auerbach, and the 33-year-old reluctantly accepted Bob Cousy, who lost a high school forward in a draw and gained a 185-centimeter white guard known for his juggling dribbling and beautiful transmissions. Auerbach put it this way: "I don't want to belittle anyone, whether it's Cussi or anyone else. I only care about ability, and Bob hasn't proven his ability to me yet. I would never make a choice just because he was a local. Coussy's fancy style of play can bring no more than 12 spectators. What really keeps the crowd going is a team that always wins. That's what I'm aiming for......"

This is his usual style of language, simple, direct, authoritarian and even brutal. From this year onwards, for a very long time, there was only one dictator's voice in the Boston Garden.

In the summer of 1954, George McCann retired and the Lakers dynasty ended. It was in the fall of that year that the NBA began to implement a 24-second time limit. The huge, slow centers were restricted. Auerbach has a keen grasp of this. Calculating Jews have their minds ahead of everyone else in the direction of the future world. At that time, Bob Cousy, an eight-time assist king, and Bill Sharman, a sharpshooter who won seven free throws in 11 years, were the embodiment of the Celtics' philosophy: passing, intelligence, projection.

Auerbach knew the game better than anyone of his time — the 175-centimeter-tall white man roared and cursed on the sidelines, like an angry knight driving his horse, while Cousie and Shaman ran to each other's baskets at the sound of his roar. And when the audience in the '50s saw that this coach actually took black athletes from the draft and ordered these black men to play and compete with white people, they could only be dumbfounded. Martin Luther King Jr. didn't issue his "I Have a Dream" anti-racism manifesto until 1968, and a dozen years earlier, Auerbach had already defied the world's condemnation for appointing black people. Perhaps nothing is more important to this Jew than reality and numbers. There was never a skin color in his eyes. He weaves a team like a businessman, a chess player, a general, a child playing jigsaw puzzles — a team as strong as the invincible Lakers that Kundera once led.

It was the 50s. The Soviet Union was planning manned spaceships, Eisenhower continued to aid Europe, Elvis produced his first record, Hemingway won the Nobel Prize for Literature as a representative of the "lost generation" of World War I, and Americans began to watch black-and-white television. And Auerbach, the stubborn middle-aged fellow, left his wife and two daughters in Washington, D.C., tirelessly planning his dynastic dreams. His fanaticism can surprise fans, referees and NBA officials alike. He got ahead of the curve, he was a real believer, he believed in himself, and he made the Celtics a part of his will.

He only cares about the wins, he cares about the numbers on the chart.

The Celtics began to metamorphose into a terrifying plant, silent, resilient, thriving, and as alive as their jerseys. The Boston Gardens became a giant monster forest, and Auerbach was the devil's leader there. He lashed out at referees and opponents, angrily swung his fists at the professional players who were a head taller than him, spat out dirty words, encouraged his players at any time, and danced to direct the Celtics' offensive wave. and, to make a prophecy of victory.

In 1956, Auerbach said, "We're going to have one man going to change everything." ”

So, Auerbach decisively – as he did repeatedly in the decades that followed – used his wrist to acquire a young centre-forward. He may not have known at the time how much this would affect the course of the times. And we'll write that name in the historical chronology years later, Bill Russell, Celtics No. 6.

Bill Russell averaged 22.5 rebounds per game in his career, and every block and rebound he made was the Celtics' first fast-break attack. Auerbach told him on the youngster's first day at the team that his scoring stats would not affect his salary when he signed his contract. From that day on, Russell became another Auerbach - a proud, ferocious machine that cared for nothing but victory.

This is a fateful meeting. Without each other, neither Auerbach nor Russell would have been as famous as they are today. In the winter of the 1956-57 season, Russell joined the team, and the Celtics became a terrifying monster - all the teams faced Russell who stood like a fortress, was covered by lightning-fast Sharman and Cousy, and was hunted down by Ramsey, Heinsohn, etc. Auerbach continued to yell on the sidelines, urging his players to strike each other mercilessly.

At one point, other teams in the NBA filed a joint complaint with the authorities, arguing that Russell's block was illegal interference. Of course, Auerbach argued with them every step of the way, and then won without any suspense. He knows the rules better than anyone else. He could take the rulebook, slap them in front of the league officials, and teach them a thunderous roar, training them like timid schoolboys.

In the summer of 1957, the Celtics reached the Finals against the Hawks. And Auerbach confronted Hannam the Vulture. Russell faced Petty, one of the strongest forwards in history on the 10-time NBA First Team in 11 years. In Game 7, the Celtics relied on Russell's 19 points and 32 rebounds and Heinsohn's 37 points and 23 rebounds to narrowly defeat the Hawks 125-123 and win their first championship in team history at Boston Garden. Auerbach's prophecy came true. The youngsters spilled champagne in the dressing room to celebrate their first ascent to the top.

And none of them expected — and I guess Auerbach didn't — that this was just the beginning of the Boston Garden curse.

In the 1957-58 season, Hannum's Eagles reclaimed the championship. But the vulture coach was then heartbroken to discover that the NBA had entered one of the craziest, most absurd, and most bizarre periods in history.

On the floor of that gray, dilapidated Boston garden, Russell and his Celts ran year after year. Someone left. In the 1961 Finals, Sharman faced the Lakers' No. 44, the future Godfather of the Lakers, and the dribbling silhouette of the NBA trademark Jerry West. He took his fourth championship ring and didn't give West a chance to beat him, leaving the ring as the coolest shooter of his era. In 1963, in Game 6 of the Finals, the Celtics led the Lakers 112-109, LaRuso, West, and Baylor were all over the court, and Cousey leaned down, using his enviable posture and legal dribbling maneuvers prescribed by Naismith, constantly slapping the ball, shuttling on the hardwood floor, escaping the clutches of countless steals, allowing the Celtics to win their fifth consecutive championship. The only constant in the tide of these comings and goings was Auerbach's roar, his chatter at the referees, and the cigar that lit every time he won — it almost became a ritual for him.

The Celts are like machines that are out of control, like bison breaking into a china shop, like a thriving man-eating plant that can't be suppressed, like a train whose brakes fail. The Boston Garden has 5,000 empty seats all year round, and the 8,000 people present have watched everything that is unbelievable to the point of absurdity. Auerbach and his men rode the train all over the United States to chase victory, showing up on time for the finals every summer like a disciplined student, and then defeating their opponents with a tiresome routine. "At one point, we almost snuffed out that damn cigar." A certain head coach of the Lakers said. "I can't wait to shove that cigar into that guy's throat." Said another failed coach. "I'm willing to trade all my points for this last shot." Said Seawe, a Lakers player who missed the final winner in Game 7 of the 1962 Finals. You can list such quotations for three days and three nights. In the eyes of the rest of the NBA, Auerbach is the devil, the embodiment of evil. He replicates victories and championships like a Frankenstein. From the summer of 1959, for 8 consecutive years.

The Bostonians didn't even understand the miracle they were experiencing, with the Celtics lonely conquering everything.

I know the following log will make you feel bored – but take a look. Because NBA players have spent 8 years - 8 years, or even the entire career of many players in such a monotonous process.

In 1959, the Celtics got revenge 4-0 by beating the Hawks to win the championship. In 1960, it was the Eagles again. Russell finished with 22 points and 35 rebounds in Game 7 of the Finals to win back-to-back championships. In 1961, the Celtics and Hawks met for the fifth consecutive time in the Finals, settling the battle 4-1. In 1962, the opponent changed. The Lakers stood across from the Celtics and led 3-2 in the Finals. But the Celtics continued to win monotonously, beating the Lakers 110-107 in overtime in Game 7 to win the championship. In 1963, after the Celtics defeated the Lakers 4-2 and won their fifth consecutive championship, Auerbach has become a public enemy of all America, attracting the hatred of all opponents and fans. However, in 1964, he continued to kill the suspense, finishing the Eagles 4-1 for his sixth consecutive crown. So much so that people began to talk about whether the Celtics would win the championship forever. In 1965, Celtic narrowly lost. In the Eastern Conference Finals against Philadelphia, Russell, the greatest center of all time, faced Chamberlain. In the last five seconds of Game 7, the Celtics led 110-109, and Chamberlain took advantage of Russell's mistake to intercept the ball. At this time, the young substitute white defender Havlicek made a lightning break to ensure the victory for Celtic, and this break became a classic break in history. Later in the Finals, Auerbach didn't let the accident happen, and solved the Lakers 4-1. In 1966, the Celtics began to get tired. Auerbach announced before the playoffs that he would step down as head coach at the end of the season to focus on team management, and that his successor, Russell, would become the first black head coach in a major American sports league. The high-spirited Celtics meet the Lakers again in the Finals. In Game 7, the Celtics narrowly won 95-93 to win their eighth consecutive championship.

To this day, people recall the championship members of the Celtics dynasty - Sam Jones who is good at playing the ball and shooting, Tom Heinsohn who can carry any forward in the league, Bob Cousy, the eight-time assist king, Bill Sharman as a sharpshooter, Bill Russell, the five-time league MVP, and Havlicek, the best sixth man of all time. These individuals have all stepped into the Hall of Fame and have been selected as one of the NBA's 50 greatest players on the occasion of the NBA's 50th anniversary.

In the summer of 1966, Auerbach kept his promise at the ceremony of eight consecutive championships, ceding the position of head coach to Bill Russell, and he himself became the general manager of the Celtics and began to retreat into the background. From the huge shadow that covered the NBA in the mid-50s, it turned around and quietly left. It was like an old emperor who handed over his scepter, and the kneeling people, hearing only the sound of his footsteps, resounded lonely through the corridor, leading to the dark curtain.

Auerbach's departure and the Celtics' defeat seem to have something inevitable, and the NBA teams that have been ruled by Auerbach's iron fist for a decade feel the gloom lifting, and the Celtics tree that has enveloped them seems to be scattered. Beginning in the fall of 1967, in stadiums across the United States, fans chanted to Russell and the occasional traveling Auerbach: "Boston is over, Boston is over, the dynasty is gone." ”

However, in the spring of 1968, the whole United States found themselves rejoicing. The emperor's departure is only an illusion. The old man hid in the darkness, and continued to control the monster team he had built, approaching the throne with an expressionless and unstoppable face.

The mood of the entire NBA in 1967 was like seeing a sunny day after a long flood. However, in 1968, they found that black clouds were filling the sky again. The Celtics used their 10th championship in 12 years to tell people that the 76ers' miracle was nothing more than an accident. Then, in 1969, the aging Celtics, the hated Celtics, the Celtics covered in the shadow of Auerbach, solved in one of the most typical Auerbach ways — the Finals, against the Lakers, Game 7, 108-106. 11th championship in 13 years, ending the 60s.

In 1979, the 63-year-old man found the prince he needed to carry on the glory of his original creation. He, Auerbach, the first anti-racist in NBA history to start with an all-black man, was the sixth pick in the 1979 draft to pick a white man who played at Indiana University for four years and couldn't run fast or jump high. According to his own account, he has only seen one ball from this guy.

The white man, Larry Bird, was considered the greatest forward in NBA history when he retired, and Auerbach's eye was a no-brainer for the 1979 team with two, three, four, and five draft picks — with the exception of the Lakers' Magic, who was drafted by the Lakers that year — and who was on the first team that season in his first year on the team. The recurrence of this happened 17 years later, when Spurs' Tim Duncan staged a similar example. Like Duncan, Bird led the team to championship wins in his second year in the industry.

On June 9, 1980, Auerbach made another terrible deal, which even earned him a reputation as a "robber". He traded the No. 1 and No. 13 picks from the Golden State Warriors for the No. 3 pick and Robert Parish and then the University of Minnesota forward Kevin McHale with the No. 3 pick. From this moment on, the troika of the Celtic 80s came together. Auerbach decided the glory of the Celtics for the next decade and the fate of the Lakers, 76ers, and Pistons in a single trade and a draft.

In 1997, at the age of 80, Auerbach participated in the NBA's 50th anniversary, and eight of the 50 greatest players of the NBA's 50th anniversary were from the Celtics — and rightfully so, his disciples. But that's far from all.

Today, Auerbach's shadow is all over the Union. After he retired from the NBA, his presence could still be felt. From coast to coast, his disciples followed his example, emulating certain Celtic spirits. Something stubborn that is not changed by the years is circulating silently.

However, in October 2006, he passed away. "On the surface, he is as rough as a cat," Cousy said. "This old guy who has roared like a tiger all his life is buried in Washington, where he began his coaching career. He sank into the darkness when he was 89 years old.

When you look at the Celtic jersey, you have a vague hallucination. Outside of the green jersey, there seemed to be a soul floating. 16 champion flags, and a world he's tired of conquering. You can't believe that he is gone, you can't believe that a certain page of history has quietly turned over, and this old man's resume has come to an end.

The most feared godfather in NBA history, the most controversial public enemy, is now safe and sound. He snuffed out his cigar and strode the dark floor of Boston Garden. The sounds of the battles of the past are ringing at certain moments, and the 16 championship flags are a microcosm of the bygone years, and they are blowing in the wind. Beyond the garden is another world of singing and dancing, a world that he has conquered, who hates and loves him. And he finally stopped fighting, his opponents, his heart disease, his decrepit body, and his protracted, 89-year battle. He returned to the darkness that belonged to him, and in people's memory, he became the emperor of the darkness forever.

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