Chapter 527: A Little Shy!
"High! It's really high! ”
This phrase, which is very familiar to Chinese fans, was taken by many media in the United States and used in the football commentary article written after the battle between the Kings and the Spurs on Tianwang Mountain.
"Paul Westphal, the coach who has always been considered to be 'hard work over talent' and who walked in the NBA by hard work rather than changeable tactics, gave a staggering answer in the battle between the Kings and the Spurs in the battle of Kings Mountain, victory or homecoming."
Sacramento, the center of the team.
"Yo, old man! Old man!! ”
“…… What are you doing, little ghost?? ”
The time was around 12 noon, and Gu Yu had just finished eating the noon nutritious meal and was ready to take a little rest for the afternoon recovery exercises. Sitting on the chair next to the training ground, holding a national-level sports newspaper in his hand, he was immediately happy when he saw the football commentary about the battle of Tianwang Mountain, and turned back to Westphal not far away and said loudly: "There is another article blowing you here, do you want to read it?" Hahahaha! ”
"Why do you want to add a 'and' ......"
Westphal also felt a little ashamed.
Although in the battle of Tianwang Mountain, the king was able to win, and the old man did make great contributions.
But since the end of last night's game, what TV, radio, Internet, and newspapers have all begun to blow about Westphal's magical tactical arrangement, which still makes the old coach a little embarrassed.
In addition, this is a recovery day, and there will be no high-intensity practice between games. Most of the players had just finished lunch and were chatting and farting on the sidelines. Gu Yu's voice was heard by everyone in the audience, and it must be ...... next
"Oh yo yo! Oh, my God! Blowing again?? Come on, come on, I'll see it too, cousin!! ”
…… Sure enough, everyone gathered around, and began to circulate the newspaper one by one, while reading the contents of it, while giggling and laughing, from time to time they also threw themselves to the old man "I'm actually afraid of you, but this thing is really funny!" The eyes came.
“…… I said, can you please be a little more low-key?? ”
Walking to Gu Yu's side in a few steps, Westphall stretched out his hand with a smile and snatched the newspaper from the hand of little Thomas, who was reading the content of the article aloud.
"Low-key? What is the meaning? How do you write it? Is it a tactic? ”
Gu Yule looked at the old handsome face and was about to blush, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he said happily: "Old man, you do have a good tactical arrangement, and everyone should praise you, so don't be so modest, okay?" Hurry up and tell the world out loud how good you are! ”
“…… Do I look a lot like a psychopath? ”
Westphal was also speechless, smiled and gave Gu Yu a joking middle finger, then frowned, and looked at the report carefully.
Paul Westfaal, who has been the head coach of the Kings for four years, has risen rapidly every year in the past four years. Both the record and the strength of the stadium have made great progress. But just like the Thunder a few years ago, does the rise of these youth teams have more to do with the coaches, or do they have more to do with the individual progress of the young players themselves? No one can say this clearly. ”
Following the spot where little Thomas had just broken off, Westphal continued to look down, and the more he looked, the redder his face became.
If it weren't for the players around him still staring at him, with a look of good play waiting to see him run shyly, Westphall would have returned to his office, cut out the article, and pasted it on the wall!
So many years.
It's been so many years since I came to the Kings and became the head coach of this youth team.
Hundreds of games, thousands of training sessions, countless tactical arrangements, countless all-nighters.
The Kings are constantly improving, one step at a time, and in just four years, they have gone from being a super belly at the bottom of the Western Conference to a spoiler who can shake the status of the playoff hegemons.
No one can really know how much effort the coach and the coaching staff put in and how much time it took to figure out those tactics.
Westphal has always wanted to be recognized for his efforts. Just like when he was on the Suns more than a decade ago, the old coach didn't have the luxury of any honors such as the best coach, which belonged to the old drunkards, Jim Carrey, Filipinos and other giants, and they were qualified to compete for the crown.
But old handsome, don't you really want to get some praise?
Absolutely.
However, never.
This loneliness and loneliness is in stark contrast to the pampering of everyone during the solar period. The old coach didn't know how to dispatch, so he could only keep staying up late, watching videos, and constantly venting all his energy to the coaching work.
In the past, no one praised the old coach because the Kings were the bottom of the league with a record of the best rookie, Evans, it was just a fig leaf for Westerfale's bottoms to prevent him from being criticized by the world.
But now, the Kings have risen, and they can play back and forth with the league's first-tier teams, and they are about to create a new era of their own.
But still, no one praises the old handsome.
Why is that?
The coach also wanted to know the answer, he could only keep telling himself that the progress of the players must be too dazzling, covering his work and brilliance, and people's attention was focused on the players, so it was like this.
That's a good thing.
The old man told himself that this was definitely a good thing.
His favorite players are praised, the team he coaches is valued, and every year, the team is improving.
These are the things you should be most proud of as a coach, aren't they?
The praise of the media and the praise of the public are just a passing glance. Today, if you have a good record in coaching and a few tactics completed beautifully, everyone will praise you and say that you are simply the reincarnation of Kong Ming.
Tomorrow you've made a few stupid moves, a couple of substitutions, a little bit of a late timeout, and you're going to be the target of the crowd and people will attack you and say you've wasted all the talent that the team has.
This alliance, this world, is so harsh and ruthless for a coach.
They won't think about whether there are people in your team who are disobedient to discipline, so your tactics can't be executed perfectly, which leads to defeat.
They will not worry about whether using too much of a certain tactic will be completely seen through by future opponents, and whether using too little of a certain tactic will affect their proficiency in the future.
They don't care how different a seemingly simple blocking tactic will be when preparing for different teams. How many hours do coaches have to spend studying the footage, the battle reports, the running roadmap, and even everything in the back of their minds?
All they can remember is the chic figure of the coaches standing on the sidelines in suits and leather shoes, seemingly easily yelling at the two throats, scolding the players and scolding the referee.
I am afraid that only people who are also coaches can truly understand the sufferings of coaches......!
"FUSING THRU RUNNING WITH DON-SCREEN COVER TO CREATE SPACE FOR THE TEAM'S TOP THREE SCORERS IS A PRETTY GENIUS IDEA. AND THEN HE BROUGHT THE 'SPAIN-PICK-AND-ROLL' TACTIC FROM SPAIN TO THE UNITED STATES, AND AFTER REFINING IT, HE CREATED THE 'DEVIL'S HORN' TACTIC THAT CAN BE SEAMLESSLY INTEGRATED WITH THRU-DON AT ANY TIME, WHICH IS A PERFECT IDEA! ”
Damn, it's really a little ashamed!
The more you look down, the more embarrassed the coach becomes, although this article is true, he should indeed be the first coach in the league to introduce this kind of "Spanish blocking" into the NBA.
But this blowing is really a bit excessive, and the old handsome himself is about to lose it.
It's good that I wasn't seen by these little ghosts, otherwise......
“…… After this battle, the head coach of the Kings has entered the ranks of the league's first-line coaches, and one day, he will lead the thriving Sacramento Youth Guards to challenge all the giants in the league! ”
Who knows, Gu Yu had already gotten up, looked forward from the old handsome's shoulder, and read out the content aloud in a voice at the level of the village head radio station, and laughed at the end: "Hahahaha!" Old man, did you stuff money into this reporter?? Why is it blowing so excessively, hahahaha!! ”
"Poof......
On the side, the Kings players couldn't help laughing, and the old coach who listened to it was about to turn red, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to drill down immediately.
“…… Go, go, die, go! ”
Westfahr couldn't laugh or cry, waving his hand, trying to drive Gu Yu away like a fly.
"What? Did I say yes?? Is it really stuffed with money?? ”
Where will Gu Yu stop? chased after him and asked, "Eh, I said you're wrong, old man!" If we want to stuff money, why don't we find our own people to stuff money? Look at it, isn't Xiao Yu just sitting on the sidelines? The truth that fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, you must know better than me! This money has to be spent sooner or later, who earns it is not earned, it is better to let Xiaoyu earn it, isn't it more beautiful?? ”
"Cut ~~~~~~ stinky and shameless~~~~!"
Where would the Kings players not know that Gu Yu was borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and he was changing his way to pat Xiao Yu's ass, and for a while, there were boos and laughter flying together, which was very lively.
"I ...... I won't tell you! Rest and rest! Give me a rest! Afternoon Devil Training!! ”
Westfale's kind of trash talk really can't be said Gu Yu, so he simply put away the newspaper and prepared to take it back to study it well, so he put out a cruel remark and turned around and walked out of the field.
"Bang!" "it......! ”
As soon as I came to the door, the door was pushed open. The old man was startled, and looked at it, okay, there is another living treasure.
"The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the car is really fuel-hungry!"
The white poet, sitting in a long-distance bus, finally rushed back from the away side.
“…… Hahaha! ”
Amidst the laughter, the whole team of Kings was extremely relaxed and easily ushered in the sixth game of the series.
Again, a game of life and death.