Chapter 256: In a trance
At that moment, I wanted to forget where I was...... I forgot what I was doing a second ago......
Pain was not my most intuitive feeling, but the paralysis that hit my brain, leaving me constantly covered in a trance...... Truth be told, it's been a long, long time since I left Harlem that I've experienced what it's like to pass out......
I couldn't concentrate my thoughts clearly, and I could hear the cameras focusing on them not far behind my head...... I could hear countless shutter knocks and flashing lights...... I could hear the sudden eruption of arguments and pushes on the field, the sudden chaos of footsteps, and the sharp and frequent whistles of the referee......
How long has it been since this chaos has been experienced? Images from the depths of memory squeezed into my mind at this moment, roars, footsteps, gunshots...... The voices that I wanted to be permanently closed up were entangled with the chaos around me, and the mixture and tearing became more and more frantic and restless......
"Hey, stop acting, you disgusting yellow boy!! Why don't you go to Hollywood to make a living?! I don't know who the irritable and exaggerated roar came into the ears, accompanied by a chaotic response and boos. I already knew the inexplicable hostility of the stadium towards me, but I still had some irrepressible anger.
- Why don't you try what it's like to be hit with all the power of a 115kg behemoth?! I wish I was acting......
"Addison! Addison!!! Look at me, eyes look at me!! Can you see me?! The voice of urgency and haste sounded in my ears, and it was familiar, but I couldn't remember who this man was. I tried my best to turn my gaze towards the source of the voice, but my pupils couldn't focus anyway, and all I could see was a vague outline.
"His vision is scattered! Send it back to the locker room immediately! Now he can't play anymore!! β
ββhatοΌοΌ Back to the locker room?! No, no, no, I haven't finished this game yet! I would never be carried back to the locker room at such a time!!
As if suddenly stimulated, the fog in the brain that had been chaotic and disturbed seemed to dissipate most of it in an instant! I tried to bite my tongue hard with my teeth, and the obvious pain spread quickly! My eyes finally refocused on the clear picture, and I could see the anxious face of the team doctor in front of me!
"Thank goodness! His consciousness returned!! The team doctor's eyes met my regained clarity at the same time, and he shouted in surprise and excitement, "Stretcher! Stretcher hurry up and get in! His head needs to be examined immediately!! β
I felt myself regaining control of my body and reached out a little stiffly to grab the team doctor's arm. I glared at him eagerly, and I wanted to tell him I didn't need to check, that I was going to finish this fight! Strong impulses rushed into my brain, into my throat and tongue!
Then my unfamiliar voice sounded, completely different from seven years ago, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded from my mouth......
"No... No...... Check ......"
Before I could finish this staccato sentence, I was stunned; The team doctor in front of him also froze in place with a stunned expression; Then there were the teammates who were around me, and some were still arguing with their opponents, and it took them two or three seconds to react to what was happening, and they all stopped their actions and looked at me in a daze; Spoelstra, who was anxiously greeting the stretcher on the sidelines, looked stunned, his mouth slightly open, as if frozen, unable to move a single ......
"You...... What did you just say, Add? The team doctor swallowed hard, as if to make sure he had heard correctly, and asked in a slightly trembling voice.
I'm also going to make sure of everything that just happened, and I'm going to have the words ready in my head. Maybe it's been too long, too long since I've uttered a full word, and I opened my mouth hollowly, and then my hoarse voice sounded intermittently.
"Don't ...... Check, finish...... Contest ......"
"Oh my god......" Ennis, who was around me, couldn't help but exhale, his eyes wide open, and he crouched in front of me with an almost hideous expression, "You speak, Add!! God, you spoke!! β
He shouted like a starting gun, and one of his teammates surrounded him. Johnson, Shabazz. Napier, Ruhl. Deng, Aginsa, and Whiteside, who is still in a suit...... It was as if they had seen their childhood fairy tales come true, and they were surprised but couldn't help but smile, and their rough palms slapped me on the shoulder excitedly......
"God forbid, Add!!"
"Oh my God, you guy, it's so sudden!!"
"How does it feel?! Curse out loud, boy!! β
"It's like I'm watching a movie, guys!!"
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If it weren't for the referee team coming around and signaling that order must be restored immediately, I'm afraid this cathartic slapping and screaming would have continued. Spoelstra didn't have time to digest his consternation, and hurriedly motioned for the uniform team to bring the Chinese point guard off the court first, he needed to know how Addison's injury was.
"No... No, you don't... Stretcher! I can... You can play! "I sat up and looked eagerly at the team doctor, I didn't feel any discomfort in my whole body and I was able to continue playing.
"Whether you can continue to play or not needs to go through a preliminary check! Follow me first, the initial check won't take long! The team doctor said half seriously and half comfortingly, and the decisiveness and objectivity in his tone made me choose not to be stubborn.
"That's... Then you don't... Stretcher, I can... You can go... Walk down ......"
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"Our live footage just missed the best of the best!! What's the use of focusing on the clash between LBJ and the Heat?! Everybody knows that as long as James doesn't kill people on the court, Adam. Xiao Hua will never send him off the field! "Charles on the live broadcast seat. Annoyed, Barkley exclaimed, "I'm willing to bet he'd been given a technical foul at best, if it weren't for the size difference between the two sides...... If this kind of dribbling collision had been put twenty years ago, the referee would probably not have stopped the game! β
"I'm curious about what Charles, you said was the 'best thing'?" Kenny. Smith asked curiously, "Isn't it normal for the camera to capture the conflict on the field in this situation?" β
"If a few people huddle together and push each other twice and spray two national curses starting with F can be considered a conflict, such a conflict is too sorry for the audience's expectations of violence......" Barkley shook his head nonchalantly, "Come on! Guys! Didn't you see that just now? Addison spoke as he walked down! He spoke!! β
βhatοΌοΌοΌοΌβ Kenny. Smith and O'Nealdon's eyes widened, and the fact that Addison was an aphasia was well known in the league, and his silence had almost become a hallmark of the Chinese American point guard," ...... Are you sure it's not a hallucination from your fading eyesight, Charles?! β
"I'm not close enough to wear glasses for myopia...... I swear by my personality that Addison was absolutely able to speak! I see it for sure! Barkley waved his hands to show that what he said was true, "I really want to complain to the boss about the person in charge of today's live camera, that guy is completely inexperienced in the business alliance, he can't grasp the most worthy shot!" β
"But then again, can aphasia really recover in such a quick time?" Kenny. Smith looked at Barkley confused, "If I'm not mistaken, Addison's aphasia has been going on for seven or eight years." β
Barkley shrugged noncommittally, how could he know this expertise if he wasn't a psychiatrist...... The only thing he could confirm now was that Addison had just spoken, and as for the rest, as a bystander, he didn't need or be obligated to care.
Addison was taken off the field for a preliminary check-up while the game continued. The members of the referee team gathered in front of the technical table to repeat the examination just LeBron. The image of James rushing with the ball, they also hesitated between a technical foul and a malicious foul. In the case of a malicious foul, LBJ did not throw punches or excessive elbows as specified by the league; But if it's a technical foul, anyone can see that James did deliberately rush into it with emotion just now, which is obviously a bit beyond the scope of a technical foul.
At this moment, the league's top brass, who had been following the game in sync, made their decision to the referees through their headsets β to keep the superstar on the floor as much as possible while keeping the game fluid in the final stages.
How could these referees, who had also officiated at least hundreds of games, not understand what the top brass meant? That's the rule of the Business League, and in such a nationwide live playoff game, superstars are to be kept on the court as much as possible. If Addison faints or has a major head problem as a result of the collision, LBJ could be ejected immediately. But as it turns out, the Chinese-American point guard doesn't seem to be affected much, and then the league's regular policy of protecting superstars is about to come into play.
After all, no matter which side of the supporters it is, losing LeBron in the playoffs. For a superstar of James' level, the game ratings will definitely drop significantly.
"No. 23 of the home team, one technical foul!" The referee on duty informed the technical desk of the ruling, and the decision was a clear relief to all Cavaliers fans. They were really worried that LBJ would be ejected outright, after all, James had just consciously chosen to step back when there was a conflict himself, rather than arguing with anyone. He himself knows whether his action just now is out of line, and the technical foul decision has already been chosen by the league's top management to save him.
Of course, such a decision is unlikely to satisfy the Heat supporters, but Spoelstra did not interfere much with this, and only let assistant coach Fitzdale argue a few words, and he is more concerned about how Addison is doing now.
If Addison is unavailable in this game, it will be basically difficult for the Heat to win in the final minutes. That's not the most important thing, and losing two games in a row doesn't mean that the Miamians have lost their hopes of qualifying. Spoelstra was concerned about whether Addison's head would be affected in the long term and the season would be reimbursed, and the series was truly a troubled one for the Heat, who could no longer accept that the last core player was also injured.
"How is he now? Got a big question? The head coach looked eagerly at the team doctor who was on the sidelines to give Addison an initial check-up.
ββ¦β¦ It doesn't seem like a big deal now, and although the back of his head is a little swollen from the impact, I think it's just a hard injury. His mind was clear, and there was no sign of confusion......" the team doctor stood up and sorted out his words, "and...... He also began to speak, though only in a few words......"
Spoelstra nodded, looking at the expression on the team doctor's face: "So, what do you think?" Will he be able to continue playing? β
ββ¦β¦ Personally, I would recommend taking him to the hospital for a full examination before making a decision, and Mr. Buxon has also said that this child will only cause a sudden regain of speech when the brain is severely stimulated. I don't know if his brain is affected internally, so it's better for him to give up tonight's game...... Unlike hard injuries in other areas, a delay of a few minutes can cause serious exacerbation. β