Els' thoughts are perfectly normal, but his opponents cannot be measured by common sense. Brown's focus on defense in training sessions is one thing, and Chang Wei's emphasis on physical reserves means that the Pistons can often maintain a pressing defense for most of a game, which is why they are often able to beat teams that are stronger overall.

Strictly speaking, Iverson is a good team leader, but he is not a great commander. In his previous life, he averaged 7.9 assists per game in a single season, and thanks to the 76ers' strong roster, he has never averaged less than 6 assists per game in the past two years, but this small point guard has always had the heart of a shooting guard.

Ells followed the 76ers' previous starting lineup and did not pair Snow with Iverson, and as a result, after Iverson was restrained, the team's offense began to stumble. On the other hand, the Pistons, although their offense is far inferior to the 76ers in terms of spectacle, but the victory is extremely efficient, without Bale's constraints, Hamilton played happily on the court, he was often able to leave Lynch behind with endless running, and then catch the ball, shoot, and kill with one shot.

Prince's targeted defense made Iverson feel very aggrieved, after all, Lynch only averaged 8.7 points per game, such a strong offensive player can directly put open positions, which also makes Iverson often caught in the double package of Billups and Prince, and his skills have not worked at all, when he was substituted in the second half of the first quarter, his personal statistics have 2 turnovers, you must know that he has averaged only 3.7 turnovers per game in the past two seasons.

Els was furious that the starting lineup didn't take advantage, but the 76ers' bench lineup was much stronger than the Pistons', and the inside-outside combination of Arenas and Oku put the Pistons' bench under pressure. In the final 3 minutes and 24 seconds of the first quarter, the score was 13-6, and the Pistons had to end the first quarter with a five-point deficit.

As the boss of the Pistons bench bandits, Crawford looked ashamed. In fact, he didn't take a lot of shots after he came on the court, but Snow's close marking made him completely unsightly, and he only scored 2 points on 1-of-4 shooting. Seeing his worried expression, Chang Wei smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Jamal, don't put too much pressure on yourself, I and the coach know very well what kind of level Eric is, and it is already very good to be able to score points on his head, after all, your experience is not as rich as his." ”

Crawford was about to say something, but Chang Wei waved at him and returned to his seat. Crawford secretly clenched his fists, although Chang Wei's words made a stone in his heart fall to the ground, he was still a little angry, and decided that the next time he played, he would let the other party have a good look at his strength, instead of playing crazy in the boos of the fans.

Brown is very happy with the performance of his players, even if they are still on the beaten side. Brown is well aware that the team is completely losing to the bench, and even if Crawford is brought in, there is still a long way to go for the Pistons' bench to catch up with the 76ers. Thinking of this, he sighed slightly, and then gathered his mind to arrange the tactics for the players in the second quarter of the game. As Chang Wei expected, Brown still asked everyone to strengthen their defense and disrupt the opponent's rhythm with more physical confrontations.

It's just the right response, Els's on-the-spot decision-making ability is very limited, and if he disrupts the 76ers' tactical system, he will have a hard time coming up with a remedy, and this is the Pistons' chance. Although the 76ers have been established by Brown as one of the league's top offensive powerhouses, Chang Wei knows that Bell is no less important than any scorer on the team.

After the start of the second quarter, Iverson, who was already very aggrieved, was once again taken care of by the Pistons players, and this time it was still the taciturn Prince standing in front of him. Iverson was a little angry when he looked at him with a calm and breezy appearance, and he was even more angry when he couldn't find a gap in the breakthrough after continuous shaking and changing direction.

Since entering the league as the No. 1 pick in 1996, Iverson has played six seasons and has developed a deeper understanding of the small moves on the court. Although he usually doesn't use small movements to deal with others, but now he has been enraged by Prince's airtight defense, when he suddenly started to force a breakthrough, the left hand used to block Prince was slightly raised, and the elbow seemed to inadvertently make intimate contact with Prince's face, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground in pain covering his face like a lightning strike, and there was a faint red liquid gurgling down his fingers.

Just when Iverson was secretly proud, the referee on duty decisively blew him for an offensive foul. Iverson didn't care about this, he just wanted to teach this rookie a lesson, and there was no evidence that he did it on purpose, and the referee could only give him an ordinary offensive foul, not a technical foul or even a malicious foul, which is also an important reason why Iverson has no fear.

After the referee stopped the game, the Pistons' team doctor and other staff rushed to the court, and they had to determine Prince's injury in the first place. When he slowly let go of his hand, the team doctor Thomson frowned, he could see very clearly, Prince's eyebrow bone was opened by Iverson's elbow, and it looked like the flesh was blurred and terrifying. Thomson said solemnly while using gauze to stop the bleeding: "Your wound must be stitched up now, otherwise I'm not sure it will become infected." ”

Prince was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice, "How can I continue to play this match?" "Yes, he didn't ask himself if he could, he asked Thomson directly, and he wanted to play in this game!

Thomson was a little speechless, and he looked back at Brown, who was looking anxiously at Prince, who was sitting on the ground, bleeding profusely. He whispered, "I can go to the locker room and stitch it for you, but there is not enough anesthetic......"

Prince grinned, his smile was a little creepy against the blood, he nodded at Thomson and said, "It's okay if you don't have anesthesia, I can hold on, then the stitching of this wound will trouble you!" ”

In fact, Prince's tone was not very impassioned, he was just saying one thing lightly, as if it had nothing to do with him. But Thomson's nose was a little sour, and he said word by word: "Then leave it to me!" ”