With six consecutive defeats, such a result is fatal to any team, not to mention the New York Knicks, an old powerhouse who has previously reached the second place in the East and has high hopes.

Trapped by the pressure of the media and fans, Hornacek has been having trouble sleeping lately, and there are rumors that if Huo Shuai can't lead the Knicks to the playoffs this season, then what awaits him will definitely be a notice of dismissal.

Is it time for class to end again? For the word class, Hornacek is not ordinarily sensitive, a junior head coach like him, it is not easy to find a job contract for an NBA team, and he has not experienced the taste of class before, this time he has to keep his job.

But how? Hornacek has exhausted all the methods he can think of, and has even brought in his former team-mate as assistant coach. In the circle of NBA coaches, he is not a master tactician, nor is he a master of on-the-spot command, and the only thing Hornacek can do is perhaps his training and discipline, so it was his luck that he was selected by the Knicks, and it was also his luck that he met Roy.

And now that the team is on a losing streak, could it be that Hornacek's luck has run out?

Hornacek did doubt his RP as well. Why did Porzingis get injured all of a sudden? Why are Rose and Noah inexplicably suspended? Why did Roy judge the two? Why did you miss all the shots a few times? Is it really my luck that has run out?

Seriously, these six consecutive defeats, although there are reasons for bad luck, but more of it is the Knicks' poor performance, such as two one-point defeats (against the Bucks and 76), if the team can be a little more stable, it will not be in the last 1 second to separate the winner.

There must not be a seven-game losing streak, and Hornacek's next home game against the Chicago Bulls could be a judgment day, and he can't afford to be careless.

In order to win this match, Hornacek racked his brains and finally had to move out his mentor Jerry Sloan.

In the face of this situation, Mr. Sloan must have a way, even if he can't give too many constructive suggestions, as long as he can give these players guidance, it will definitely be useful.

So, at the invitation of Hornacek, the aging Jerry Sloan appeared in front of many players tremblingly on crutches.

Sloan is indeed old, and he is completely different from what this group of players saw on television. The trembling body, the slightly hunched back, the pale face, and the silver threads on his head and the wrinkles on his face were very eye-catching.

Jerry Sloan knew what Hornacek was asking him for, and he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to teach too much technical and tactical things with his physical condition, so he just wanted to get up close and personal with these players to see if he could help them psychologically.

With Malone and Stockton on his side, Sloan stood in front of everyone.

I saw him scan the players, and they were expectant eyes.

"Hello, I'm Jerry Sloan, everyone knows me, I'm retired, but I still want to go back to the basketball court to have a look, I don't want to say anything long today, I want to share my life with you."

Everyone clapped their hands, but in fact, at the moment, they couldn't figure out what Sloan meant by sharing life, Sloan didn't explain, he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Every morning, it's the same route, I tie my shoes and go out for a walk with my max."

Sloan's opening statement was a bit of an unusual surprise, much to the surprise of the players who were waiting for a tirade.

"Although I don't have a lot of legs and feet, I have to go for a walk every day because it gives me confidence that I'm alive." The old man glanced around again, this time he received some surprised looks, and then he continued, "I was told that I have Parkinson's disease and Lewy body dementia, and I have to take medication every day. Parkinson's disease will make my nervous system disordered, it will make my movement problematic, I will tremble, I will not be able to walk, and Lewy body dementia will make my cognitive function decline, I will slowly lose the ability to think, remember and speak, maybe one day I will stand there quietly like a tree, oh no, a trembling tree. ”

After Sloane said this, he moved twice with difficulty, he was indeed not lightly ill, because this simple action had already made him a little gasped.

"It's a tough situation because I'm slowly moving away from the things I once loved, like my wife Tammy, like my kids, like Max, like basketball."

Sloane paused again after saying this, and now he seemed to have a hard time saying every word, but he didn't stop at all, he gestured to Stockton, and Stockton, who understood it, immediately brought a basketball for the old coach.

"Basketball has given me many, many things, and I've always been grateful for the gift it has given me, and if it weren't for basketball, I might still be an ordinary farmer in Illinois right now." Speaking of this, Sloan suddenly laughed, and Sloan gasped and laughed.

"You know what? When I was coaching the Jazz, more than 20,000 fans would gather from all over the city every game day, and in that place where there wasn't much entertainment (Salt Lake City), basketball was the belief of the locals, and they would cheer you on the court, cheer for you, fight for you, complain to the referees, the girls who were usually dressed up fashionably wouldn't mind changing into Jazz jerseys that looked a little rustic, and the usually mild-mannered guys would roar like savages when they entered the court. The older fans will also cheer you on with their loudest voices, do you know why they are working so hard? Because it's our home stadium, we have to defend our home stadium. ”

Sloane took a breath and spoke, presumably remembering the eventful years of those years.

Sloane's eyes were already a little red and swollen, he gasped and continued: "I am grateful for everything basketball has brought me, he has brought me joy, he has brought me honor, he has brought me faith, and I am very happy to meet you, I envy you very much that you can still fly freely on the court, and you can still have close contact with basketball, if only I could get back on the basketball court." ”

Sloan paused again, he hugged the basketball in his arms affectionately, tears were already rolling in his eyes, and those players couldn't help but feel a little emotional at this time.

"I'm not afraid, seriously, I'm not afraid of getting sick, I'm not afraid of pain, I'm just afraid of shaking like this, numbness day by day, I'm afraid that this trembling and numbness will make me forget the joy and glory I once had, if I can not tremble, I really wish I could go and watch you guys play."

Sloan wiped his tears, his voice choked up, "You really have to make the most of each day to the best of your ability. Because, maybe after a certain day, you will have a bumpy road, so I can't teach you much tactical knowledge today, I just want to tell you that if you still love this sport, then do your best, we have to protect our home stadium, we have to protect our faith. ”

Faith, what kind of power is faith in Jerry Sloan's mouth?

Before Roy entered the NBA, he didn't know what his beliefs were, maybe Roy was thinking more about how to make himself richer, how to make his life more comfortable, and how to make his daily life happier, but he never believed.

But after Jerry Sloan's affectionate confession speech, Roy suddenly understood that he didn't play basketball for those superficial things, perhaps, the motivation for gritting his teeth and doing his best every time he gritted his teeth at a critical moment was faith, faith in basketball.

The power of faith is also infecting the rest of the Knicks, and everyone felt the power of the invisible and untouchable in the home game against the Chicago Bulls.

Noah, who likes to be lazy, suddenly plays with his life, the giggling Hernangomez becomes extremely fierce, and the hesitant Lee is determined, not to mention Farid and Claude, who are known for their toughness, they are really as fierce as beasts today.

The poor Bulls had no idea what was going on on the Knicks' side, and from the first second, they were completely suppressed by the menacing Knicks, Wade was stunned, Rondo was dumbfounded, and Butler, who was sitting on the sidelines in a suit, was expressionless.

The murderous Knicks played a heart-wrenching game at home, they didn't give the Bulls any respite from the first minute to the last minute of the game, whether it was the Knicks' starters or bench players, they finally beat the visiting Chicago Bulls at home 116-89 to complete the redemption. Roy performed well in this game, and it was he who opened the game in the opening game and paved the way for the team's victory. Roy played 28 minutes and recorded a triple-double of 17 points, 10 rebounds and 12 assists, and at least tonight, he found his form and silenced the skeptical guys......