Chapter 34: I can't take it anymore

Summer League continues, and the Kings, as a team with a focus on young players and aspirations for the future, have also made their debut in the summer league with many players who played as the main players in the regular season. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is not a common occurrence in the NBA Summer League. As we all know, summer league is an important springboard for fringe players to enter the NBA. In previous games against the Timberwolves, a player of Kevin Love's caliber was able to play more than half the court, which was already a risky move for other teams.

And the core of the Kings team today is precisely two players who are still in their rookie years.

"This way, this way! Pass the ball, you!! ”

Two days after the game against the Timberwolves, the Kings continued their summer league journey against the Milwaukee Bucks.

Judging from the regular season record in recent years, the Bucks and the Kings are difficult brothers, and neither is necessarily much better. For this kind of team that hovers at the bottom of the league, the importance of summer league cannot be overstated.

In the game where there was little attention, most of the media and fans who came to the scene were to see how the two rookie players of the Kings were doing.

"Dang!"

"I'm ......!"

On the court, the game had come to the middle of the third quarter, the score was 75-61, and the Kings fell behind by a large margin.

Evans missed an unreasonable mid-range shot, and the Kings players cursed in their hearts. There was only one person who scolded directly on the field.

"What the hell are you shaking??"

Without waiting for Evans to come back to the defense, Gu Yu had already opened his mouth and fired a cannon across the half, blowing his beard and glaring at Evans, so he was not angry.

“…… Hum. ”

Evans is the best rookie, where will Gu Yu's feelings? However, after the last exchange of scolding in the hotel corridor, Evans knew that this Asian hairstyle brother had a really big temper, not to mention his football skills, but he didn't dare to go crazy directly. Being sprayed by Gu Yu, Evans shrugged his shoulders and Gu Zi went back to defense, and when he passed by Gu Yu's side, he didn't even look at the latter.

"Cooperate, cooperate! Aren't you a point guard? doesn't organize an attack, just cares about playing blindly, and controls a ball with a hairy guard?? ”

Gu Yu's running position just now can be said to be careless, in the case of Cousins under the basket, he had a beautiful cooperation with the future core of the king's interior line, and ran to his sweet spot empty-handed without ball cover.

At that time, Evans was holding the ball on the strong side and walking to the middle, Cousins stopped Gu Yu's defender to death, Evans only needed to send a pass with one hand, and Gu Yu could easily score.

However, Evans didn't mean to pass the ball at all, and he still did it alone, and a series of passing moves were gorgeous, but the final shot was too reluctant and smashed into the front of the basket.

"Tyrek!"

On the sidelines, Westphale also couldn't sit still, got up and put his hands to his mouth, glared at Evans, and said loudly: "Pay attention to the pass!" Pay attention to the position of your teammates! ”

“…… Hum. ”

Evans still didn't care about this, glanced at the old handsome, as if he hadn't heard, and ran over with his head away, making Westphal angry enough.

"On the King's Field...... It seems to be a bit of an internal problem! ”

On the side of the media seat, a reporter frowned, looked at the offensive and defensive cooperation of the Kings team, and slowly shook his head and said: "Evans probably thinks that it doesn't matter if the summer league wins or loses, anyway, he wants to show himself, and he just shoots alone when he has the opportunity, and he is not ready to cooperate." ”

"He doesn't trust his teammates!" Another reporter nodded: "At the beginning, that older rookie Jett actually played well, with a good pass, and a relatively calm offensive organization, why not let him continue to play?" What was Westphaal thinking? ”

"Well, you know something!"

An old reporter smiled at the corner of his mouth, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the old god said: "Now this king team, don't look at the young people, but the whole style of play is dull." Westphal wasn't a master tactician in the first place, and he couldn't work with the team. Except for Cousins on the court, the other players have no single ability, so they can only play star ball! ”

I don't know how many people have been offended by this sentence, but what I said is the truth, which caused everyone to nod their heads.

"Watch out for the high position!!"

As he spoke, the Bucks attacked, and a high post block was flawless, completely blocking the Kings' first line of defense, Evans. The Bucks' point guard made an elf breakaway, which led Cousins to step up and make up for it. Near the free throw line, the Bucks point guard hit the ground with one hand to the inside, and the empty center scored with both hands.

“BAAAAAAM――!!!”

The Bucks center who completed the dunk was very excited, shouted angrily, and was furious. As a fringe man, scoring under the defense of Cousins, a high-pick rookie this year, will undoubtedly add to his NBA journey.

“…… Don't think about it, go on offense! ”

Cousins was a little remorseful for his defensive choice, and Westphall was anxious in his eyes, but he could only shout a word of relief, and he didn't know what to say otherwise.

No way.

Looking at the field, Gu Yu and Cousins kept doing useless work, running back and forth empty-handed, but the ball kept going back and forth in Evans's hands, and Westfale's silver hair was about to fall out in a hurry.

Although this style of play is undoubtedly a disservice to the team, it ......

“…… Wow!!! ”

On the court, Evans made a beautiful dribble in the middle, stopped a little with a feint, and when he turned his back to wipe the inside, he came to a coquettish back dribble, and then juggled the air to change hands and make a layup, which attracted the full house of fans.

It's so fan-grabbing.

Westphaal sat back in his seat, his hands on his knees, leaning forward, the corners of his mouth pursed.

Evans' style of play is so fan-attracting that not only the fans applauded, but even the media seats let out bursts of admiration.

"Tut-tut-tut, you can't ~~"

Evans, who completed the attack, also shook his finger in front of the defenders, and retreated away with an arrogant face, which caused the fans on the sidelines to scream again and again.

Insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the excitement, although among the fans who watch the NBA, there are many real fans, and it can be seen that Evans's style of play is wrong. But for most fans, they don't come to see rigid offensive tactics, to see the shooter run, to watch the inside back play.

In this era of encouraging outside offense and breakthroughs, Evans' style of play is simply born for the box office, and as long as he is there, the attendance of the Kings is guaranteed.

"It's best if you can go up, if you can't guarantee it, you can guarantee me a good attendance!"

Westphall still remembers what the owner of the team, the Marouf brothers, said to him on his first day at the Kings.

As a veritable small-ball market, the Kings have consistently been among the best in the league. Even after the most glorious Princeton era, the Kings still boasted high attendance that was completely inconsistent with their record.

On the one hand, it has to do with Sacramento's loyal fans. On the other hand, it is also related to the overall business idea of the team management.

Can you hit the record? That's certainly the best.

Can't hit the record? You have to look good when it's rotten!

Under this management thinking, Westphal can only find a job in his position, to meet the needs of the management as much as possible, and to continue to do this job, he has to endure it......

"I'll you, what the hell are you shaking?!"

But on the field, there was one person who couldn't bear it.