Chapter 116: Victory and the Plan After Victory
Blu Bar, Dallas, Texas, USA.
All the beers in people's cups were spilled into the sky, and all the fans in blue T-shirts raised their arms and clenched their fists and roared loudly. The voices on the TV were already covered by their yelling, but no one cared about what the narrator was saying.
"Undoubtedly the hero of the night! Protagonist! His performance today was perfect, both in terms of process and result! One of the Mavericks fans, who was watching at the bar, yelled loudly.
"I knew it from the day of the draft! Become a hero in Dallas, too! Another skinny fan raised his glass and shouted.
"Come on, Bill, I remember the day of the live draft, I saw Cuban trade Butler chose Yi, you are the one who scolded the most." After the thin man finished speaking, someone immediately dismantled the stage.
"I ...... Hey old George, I think the left wall on the left side of the bar can be saved, tomorrow I'm going to get a picture of the field that is also on the court, you can frame it and hang it there, how about it? The thin man was speechless, so he immediately chatted with the bar owner and opened the subject.
Unlike a bar for football fans, this bar isn't dedicated to Mavericks basketball fans. In fact, most of the guests tonight didn't come to the Mavericks game.
But now no one is going to stop the drunkards in blue T-shirts yelling in front of the TV, and that's the allure of competitive sports.
Dallas, U.S. Route Center arena scene.
The timer on the rebound went to zero, and the referee blew his own whistle. At the end of the game, the Mavericks fans celebrated happily one by one, although the game had already entered garbage time, it was obvious that not many people left the court early.
86-100, the Trail Blazers lost by 14 points on the road. And if it weren't for the fact that the Mavericks gave up resistance during the garbage time phase, the margin simply wouldn't have been "just" 14 points.
"It was a good game." When McMillan came to shake Carlisle's hand, the smile on his face was worse than crying. "Your team is great, Mr. Carlisle."
"More compliments." Carlisle responded to the other party with a simple single sentence, and in the case of the opponent's big loss, it would be better for him to say less.
Seeing McMillan leave, Carlisle turned to look at the players behind him.
At this time, although the game has ended, there are still many fans who are not in a hurry to leave, especially some fans in the front row.
They were all shouting Yiyang's name and holding out their hands, hoping that Yiyang would shake hands with them or sign autographs.
Even Nowitzki, who stood on the sidelines in a suit and leather shoes, did not have such treatment today. Carlisle smiled, at least today, Yiyang is the real hero!
"Go boy, go sign that little girl." Nowitzki saw that the stands were full of people, but Yiyang was indifferent, so he walked up and patted the No. 1 defender on the shoulder.
At this time, the Germans found out that Yiyang's jersey was wet, and it seemed that this guy was really trying his best on the court today. Carlisle played a full 38 minutes in this game, and Kidd spent most of the time chatting with him off the pitch in his training uniform.
Nowitzki smiled, such a jersey deserves such a big victory.
Yiyang nodded, then walked to the edge of the stands, took the little girl's pen, and then signed her Chinese name on the small card she handed over.
If it was Nowitzki, he might have touched the little girl's head and said a few warm and beautiful words to her.
But Yiyang didn't, this Chinese just squeezed a smile at the little girl. Although he has been playing in the NBA for more than two months, Yiyang is still not very good at this kind of thing.
After Yiyang signed his name, he walked back to Nowitzki as if he had completed a mission.
Looking at Yiyang's mechanical performance, Nowitzki really couldn't laugh or cry.
"Remember, also.?? Don't be discouraged when you lose, and enjoy yourself when you win. Trust me, they love to see your smile. The German said, gesturing to the fans who were reluctant to leave.
"Hmm." Yiyang nodded slightly, this guy is still like that, he has no interest in anything other than basketball and victory.
"You know what, Charles, before this game started, probably 70% of the sports media weren't optimistic that the Mavericks would win at home. They believe that a team that loses to the Raptors and Bucks simply simply can't compete with the in-form Trail Blazers. But the result of today's game ...... I think the press conference will be very good later. "Kenny. Smith looked at the huge margin on the big screen, tonight, the press conference will not be peaceful.
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"I'm very happy with the performance of my players in this game, very, very satisfied.??" Looking at the many reporters in the audience who were afraid to speak, Carlisle confidently said several satisfactions in a row.
Even a person with a relatively elegant personality like Carlisle will get a strong sense of revenge when he wins when he is looked down upon by others.
Truth be told, when Nowitzki and Barria were injured one after another, and the team's morale and form plummeted, even Carlisle himself was unsure about this game. If it weren't for Yiyang, Carlisle might be in a completely different mood now.
Afterwards, Coach McMillan also praised Yiyang's excellent performance and said mercilessly that his players were very unhappy with their defensive performance tonight.
McMillan also wants to motivate his players in this way, after all, for the Trail Blazers, who are teetering on the edge of the playoffs, every game loss is quite fatal.
After the two coaches, Yiyang, who scored a career-high 30 points and had 13 assists tonight, was also invited to the media reception room.
At this time, Yiyang had already changed into his casual clothes, and most NBA players were either in suits or tracksuits. But Yiyang, his dressing style does not belong to the above two.
A blue puffer vest was worn over a loose pullover sweatshirt, and a pair of Adidas casual running shoes were stepped under camouflage pants. As soon as Yiyang entered the market, a thick street wind came to his face.
Mougins raised his camera and pressed the shutter, this guy is a hero from the streets.
At the press conference, the reporters did not ask Yiyang too many sharp questions, and Yiyang's answers were also decent, and the reporters did not grasp any tricks. In terms of getting along with reporters, Yiyang's progress is not small.
The next day, Aldridge's black-faced hand slamming into the hardwood floor was front-page headlines on major websites and newspapers. No way, who let Yiyang's emotionless photos leave reporters with nothing to take?
At least Aldridge's way of doing this can make people see how badly he lost. If you put a photo of Yiyang's expressionless face, you can't highlight the subject at all.
On the way to work the next morning, Carlisle even saw some girls holding signs related to Yiyang standing in front of the American Airlines Center Arena for a group photo. Perhaps, these young girls hope that Yiyang can see them by chance and then go down to interact with them.
If other rookies were so popular with women, maybe Carlisle would be a little worried. After all, most of the private lives of NBA players are very chaotic, and few men can control their lower bodies when facing young girls who come to the door for nothing. And women are also one of the reasons why many NBA rising stars have fallen rapidly.
But this kind of thing happened to Yiyang, and Carlisle was not worried at all. Maybe the Chinese are just shy, in short, Yiyang stays almost every day to practice. For those enthusiastic female fans, there doesn't seem to be much reaction either.
Of course, Yiyang is not unresponsive to women, but this guy who can't even handle a little girl, how can he deal with enthusiastic female fans?
When Carlisle walked into the training ground with a newspaper and breakfast, Yiyang was already training inside.
"Morning." Carlisle greeted him skillfully, and two months had passed, and Carlisle was not surprised to see that Yiyang was the first to come to the training ground every day. If Yiyang wasn't the first to come one day, maybe the coach would be surprised.
"Morning, Coach." Yiyang nodded at Carlisle, and then quickly threw himself into training.
"By the way, if someone comes to me later, you can say I'm in the office."
"Huh? Oh. Yiyang was confused, didn't any of the Mavericks players know he was in the office?
After Carlisle walked into the office, Yiyang didn't think much about it and trained on his own.
After a few minutes, the door to the training ground was pushed open, and a large white man walked in, Yiyang thought it was Nowitzki.
But Yiyang looked at it and saw that this guy in a suit and leather shoes was not familiar with him. And he was followed by another slightly older middle-aged man, who was the middle-aged man who walked towards Yiyang.
"Hello, may I ask Rick. Mr. Carlyle, he ......"
"He's in the office." Before others could finish asking, Yiyang pointed to the office door with his finger and replied.
"Are you practicing your three-point shot? Brat. The middle-aged man thanked him and was about to leave, but the big white man behind him walked up with interest.
"Hmm....." Yiyang felt that this unfamiliar face was becoming more and more familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember who this guy was.
"Perhaps...... Maybe later, I can be with you. Trust me, your performance beyond the three-point line won't stop there. The white man in the suit smiled, and then followed the middle-aged man towards Carlisle's office.
When both of them disappeared into the training ground, Yiyang scratched his head and searched carefully for the bearded man's name.
Suddenly, Yiyang opened his mouth and looked at the closed office door.
That guy just now was none other than Peja, the legendary European shooter and one of the representatives of the once gorgeous king. Stojakovic!
How did this guy end up on the training ground at the American Airlines Center Arena? Isn't he supposed to play in Toronto now?
Also, he said that he could practice three-point shooting with him...... Is it possible?
Yiyang swallowed his saliva, in the situation that the Mavericks' forward line is now urgent, it is impossible for Cuban, the boss who is eager to win and willing to spend money, to sit idly by.
Yiyang instantly understood that maybe there would be another heavyweight teammate next to him.