Chapter 633: Thirty-seven
The seven minutes of the final quarter left the San Antonio Spurs without a single point in the athletic battle, and the Mavericks players could rely on that statistic for a lifetime.
No matter how much Cuban spent on the Mavericks' roster last summer, it was worth it to get the Spurs to go seven minutes without a goal.
On the second day, the Mavericks' final 7 minutes of game footage were broadcast on a loop on major sports television stations. All experts agree that these seven minutes are the normative defense that all teams need to learn from each other.
Deadly defense, well-timed clipping, flexible switching and strong protection for rebounding. You can see the defensive focus in the mouths of all the managers in those seven minutes.
The seven-minute footage, which was scrolled through the major television stations, lasted for at least an hour. The news of the Eastern Conference Finals was only carried by a word.
This even gave fans the illusion that this game between the Spurs and the Mavericks was actually the finals!
At this point, James must be glad that he was in the East from start to finish. If you come to the West, even a player as great as him will probably not be able to complete the miracle of reaching the Finals three years in a row.
After winning, everyone on the Mavericks is naturally very comfortable. They have become the darlings of the whole world, and no one will ever jump out and say that the Mavericks are not good, and the Mavericks are a pseudo-strong team. They're strong, and they're strong enough to touch the O'Brien Cup again!
In addition to the victory in this game, the team doctor Benjamin brought another piece of good news to everyone.
"You're saying Vince is physically fit to compete?" Carlisle looked at Benjamin's report, which stated that Carter's foot had healed.
"That's right, Vince's recovery was much quicker than we thought. To be honest, as a 37-year-old veteran, his recovery speed is really intimidating. Benjamin gave Carlisle an affirmative nod, and now Carter was completely removed from the injury list.
Carlisle looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office at the players training on the training ground. Carter, as always, talked and laughed with everyone, like a kind old coach.
Yes, this guy has been away from the arena for half a year!
"So I'll be able to play him in the next game?" Carlisle is still a little incredulous, Carter's comeback time is half a month earlier than before.
"If you want, you can play him right now! Rest assured, Rick, we've done a full assessment and examination for him. Now Vince is as healthy as a hunting dog eager to hunt! ”
"Did you tell him?"
"Of course not, like I said before, we have to inform you of this kind of thing." Benjamin smiled and took the report back. Just as he turned to leave, the chief team doctor, who had gray temples, suddenly stopped. "Rick, you're going to let Vince play in the next game, right?"
"Maybe, if needed." Carlisle looked at the team doctor's solid back, and he didn't know what kind of expression Benjamin was talking to himself right now.
"Let Vince do your part if you need to. He's 37 and a half years old Rick, I mean...... His time may be running out. Hahaha, of course, you're the boss, I'm just saying that. Benjamin quickly regained his smile and left the office.
Carlisle smiled, he knew from the beginning that the Benjamin guy was a Carter fan. When Carter was in the skies in Toronto, Benjamin was a member of the Raptors' medical team.
He understood Benjamin's feelings, yes, now everyone is muttering "This could be Duncan's last year, this could be Ray. Aaron's last year. But few people remembered that it was likely to be Carter's last year.
Because, Carter has disappeared from people's eyes for too long, too long. Since coming to the Mavericks, his role has been that of a pure shooter, continuing to shine with his 37.3 percent three-point shooting. Now he rarely attacks with the ball, and if it weren't for Yiyang's occasional wonderful passes, the veteran could still miss the feeling of soaring into the sky, people would even think that Carter is a veteran shooter.
Looking at Carter's unbridled smile on the training ground, Carlisle couldn't help but laugh along with him. How long can I and my fans look at such a smile?
Carlisle shook his head, in fact, aside from these factors, Carlisle really needs Carter to return.
Since Carter's absence, the Mavericks have been lacking a consistent scoring point at the No. 2 position.
Tony. Allen seems to be focused on a "skill tree", and this guy uses everyone's talents to defend, and only steals a few points on the offensive end.
Nick. Young is indeed good enough, and he is definitely a bright spot on the Mavericks' bench right now. But the playoffs are a game where stability wins. If you win with the occasional "pump", you will only end up losing badly. If once in a while Nick. If Yang doesn't work, the scoring ability of the Mavericks' bench will be stretched.
Now, Carter's return means Carlisle has more options in terms of hiring. He can make Nick. Young is reckless on the court, and Carter, who is still averaging 12 points per game, can be sent to shoot a few three-pointers.
Don't forget, behind the "No. 1 dunk king in history", there is a No. 2 position in North Carolina with extremely solid basic skills. Carter is on the field and absolutely trustworthy.
In the afternoon, as always, it was time for confrontational training again. Carter Sr. walked off the court silently with a smile on his face, making room for his teammates who needed to play. His laughter was more like a bitter one.
Every now and then, Carter would sit with Carlisle and Armstrong. If it weren't for the fact that he was still wearing the Mavericks' training uniform, you would have thought that this gray-bearded guy was some kind of experienced coach.
What's impossible? The one who entered the league in the same year as Carter was called Taryn. Lue's guy was also eliminated in the last round as an assistant coach of the Clippers.
This time, Carter, as always, helped Carlisle prepare the tactical board and put the marker on the tactical board.
"Vince, do you want to come up and have fun?" Yiyang beckoned to Carter, but the "demigod" shook his head slightly, he is a very professional player, so he also knows very well that during the injury, when he can conduct confrontational training, he must obey the arrangement of the head coach.
After a while, Carlisle and Armstrong walked out of the office. Carter, as usual, brought a small bench over and sat next to Carlisle and Armstrong.
Carlisle picked up the tactics board and marker, but instead of announcing the start of training, Carlisle gave Carter a surprised look.
"Darrell, is this a new addition to our coaching staff?" Carlisle pointed to Carter and asked his assistant, as if he and Carter were meeting for the first time.
"Huh?" Armstrong looked around in confusion, there was no one else here.
"It's the guy in a size 25 vest and covered in sweat." Seeing that Armstrong didn't understand, Carlisle explained Carter's outfit in detail.
"Vince, you say? Damn, you're confused. Armstrong looked confused, which performance is Carlisle going to sing today?
"Vince? The guy on our team is called Vince, a No. 2 player, not a coach. Tell me Vince, are you a player or a coach. ”
"I'm a player, boss." Carter didn't know what Carlisle wanted to do, so he had to answer 1510.
"Since you're a player, let's go on the pitch and prepare, this is where the coach stays."
"Huh?" Carter was also stunned, although Carlisle usually likes to joke, but he thought about it for a few seconds, and really didn't find the point of the joke.
"I mean, you're ready to play, Vince. Prepare well, we still need you for the next game. Carlisle finally smiled, and Carter's mind went blank.
While Carter was staying where he was, Yiyang brought Kartra into the training ground.
"Welcome back, man!" Yiyang looked at this 37-year-old guy and laughed happily.