Chapter 288: Chain Reaction

Minnesota, Timberwolves Training Gym.

“run！ run！ run!”

"Hell, Mark, can you be a little slower, you're not much different from the old lady who crossed the street in the morning, didn't you wake up!"

"Paul, lift your damn arm a little more, if I'm the referee, I'm going to give you a T, you're terrible!"

"Eric, the shooting percentage is terrible, go and practice 300 more!"

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The training hall was in full swing, and the young players of the Timberwolves gathered here, sweating and training hard.

Frank Vogel watched his disciples train coldly, and he couldn't stop shouting, adding fuel to the players' training at the right time.

Last night, the Timberwolves ended their winning streak and suffered their first loss since the start of the game at the New Orleans Arena, and Queen Bee Chris Paul was in the limelight, scoring 22 points, 9 assists and 3 steals, and a fatal steal in the last 33 seconds, directly killing the suspense of the game with his own hands.

Failure doesn't taste good!

This is even more felt by these young players.

One moment, they were still the sweethearts of fans across the United States, but the next moment they suffered a failure, and they were suddenly reduced to a role that no one cared about, and they were thrown into the shadows.

However, in the opinion of head coach Frank Vogel, this is not necessarily a bad thing. In his opinion, these boys are still too young, and the rhetoric woven by the media and public opinion can confuse them to the point of dizziness, and there are not many who can really see clearly.

"That's why you need to beat it from time to time!" Frank sighed to himself.

Fortunately, what made him more relieved was that there was still someone in the team who remained sober, which even Ariza, a veteran who had been playing for the most years, could not hold.

"Whew-"

Li Shihao adjusted the rhythm of his breathing and threw the basketball in his hand, with a beautiful arc, and soon wiped the net, splashing a burst of net flowers.

In last night's game, he conceded four three-pointers, and his stats on 4-of-7 shooting looked impressive, but he missed a crucial three-pointer at the end of the fourth quarter.

Although his performance was good enough, and his 28 points were dazzling enough, he couldn't erase the fact that he missed the shot.

To be honest, he'd rather accept the full-court iron in exchange for the final three-pointer, but unfortunately, such an idea is a bit naïve. However, he quickly figured it out and put his energy into training.

Last night's three-point shot at the end of the fourth quarter certainly had a cooling factor, and his physical strength, which was already about to bottom, was also a big problem.

The playing state when the physical strength is full and the physical strength is half of the body can not be compared, and similarly, Li Shihao when the physical strength is at the bottom can naturally not bring more help to the team.

Queen Bee Paul is still a little older and spicier than Li Shihao, and he understands the NBA better than Li Shihao, who has just passed his rookie season, especially in some rules and rhythms.

In the NBA, you can be physically weak, you can be unskilled, but you can't be unfamiliar with the rules and rhythm of the NBA, and the consequences of violating them are gradual ******** and even elimination.

There are too many examples in NBA history, like Michael Beasley, the star of the NCAA in '08, who has been tired of the NBA's killing four forwards, and his team management is already having a headache on how to fire him off.

From the all-you-take-all at the No. 3 or 4 position, to the awkward situation of not being in a three-and-four, to the torment of the cold bench, if this guy can take some time to practice more and learn more about the rules of the NBA, it will only be a matter of time before he re-emerges.

The same is true of Tabit on the inside line of the same class as Li Shihao, although this guy lost to Li Shihao's Syracuse University in March Madness, but with the natural advantage of an inside player, he still easily won the favor of the Grizzlies.

Known as the second generation of "Uncle Mu", the rising star has become a peerless gem in the eyes of Memphis people, and they chose him without the slightest hesitation, but halfway through the season, they relegated him to the Development League.

It seems that Bangyanxiu is more likely to be a bit more parallel goods, and this law has even gradually evolved into a trend of magic curses.

Intense training is the most exhausting energy, and even a young guard like the Timberwolves finally has a smile on Frank's cold face when he sees his players training so hard.

The NBA season is so long, the most fearful thing is to encounter a losing streak, don't look at the Timberwolves now occupy the first place in the West, but they just suffered a defeat last night, the winning streak was ended, such an extremely morale-consuming result can easily trigger a chain effect later.

Tightening the tactical board in his hand, Frank sighed in his heart, he must make an active and effective coaching strategy during this time to lead the Timberwolves out of the slump as soon as possible.

"I hope we don't lose in a row! The rest of the race is not easy! ”

I have to admit that Frank's worries are justified, the Timberwolves are still a young army after all, although they seem to be sharp now, but they are too rigid and easy to break, and once they encounter defeat, the shadow will come in an instant.

The wolves still need to be honed, and there is no cold wind, and they can't torture the unique strong team temperament.

In the bustling city of Los Angeles at night, even at eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there is no shortage of noise here, this is the famous city that never sleeps in the United States, and the neon lights are enough to light up the whole city.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

There was a dull thud in the passage of the tall arena, and a young man with a bag on his back walked out of the half-hidden door, looking at the broken moonlight above his head, sweating profusely, all he had in his heart was satisfaction.

The tall and sturdy body rests in the ink-like night, and the indescribable fit is like an oil painting with rich ink.

The Los Angeles Clippers logo above his head emitted a misty light, and the tall young man clenched his fists, his heart on fire.

He couldn't wait to go to Minnesota, and last year he suffered a huge change, and losing the opportunity to compete for the leader of his time has become his biggest regret.

Now in the new season, although their record is far behind, he has played an amazing average per game as a young interior player of the new generation of Americans, and has been exclaimed by the media as the next interior monster.

In Los Angeles, an international metropolis with no shortage of exposure, countless media who are well versed in the eyeball economy regard it as a cash cow, and many basketball celebrities can often be heard in the basketball field.

"I'll let everyone know, Blake Griffin!" (To be continued.) )