Chapter 390: Never Give Up
Abby sat a little further off the Trail Blazers' bench, after all, she's a reporter rather than a commentator, and if she were the latter, she might have been able to sit closer. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but she knows that her boyfriend is very tired and tired now, although because of the distance, it is impossible to see how much sweat is soaked in the familiar Trail Blazers away No. 3 jersey, but it can be imagined from the staff of the Trail Blazers constantly changing Ye Feng with new dry towels.
She couldn't help but feel a little distressed, but as Jeff Hornacek's daughter, she could understand her boyfriend's choice at this moment. Wasn't the Jazz that his dad played for strong? With two historical superstars, Malone and Stockton, but lost to the comeback Jordan-led Bulls in the Finals in the 1996-97 and 1997-98 seasons.
Although the enemy is so strong, the Jazz players represented by them have never thought of giving up in the finals, isn't Ye Feng like them back then? Although it is still the Trailblazers who are leading in the big score, but from this game alone, they have fallen into a predicament, and now they have just seen a glimmer of light, how can Ye Feng watch the hope of winning slip away from his hands? Isn't it normal for him to do his best?
This time McMillan called a long timeout, but it was only 60 seconds, Ye Feng's face was a little pale, but he looked at the head coach firmly while drinking a sports drink, he really didn't want to get off the court, if he was tired, he would be tired, if he could help the team win the championship in this game, he would be willing to die of exhaustion.
Looking at his determined expression, McMillan also had a headache, Ye Feng has always been the kind of player that every head coach will like, with strong strength, high tactical literacy, and no bad temper, and he always completes the instructions of the head coach to the letter. Strictly speaking, this was the first time that Ye Feng openly and fiercely resisted his orders, but the reason given by Ye Feng made him a little undecided: should he continue to let this guy play?
The benefits of letting Ye Feng continue on the field are obvious, during the period of chasing points, the Trailblazers' offense can be said to be driven by Ye Feng single-handedly, and the score can be tied at a glance, which is definitely a great encouragement to the team's morale.
But what if they can't come back and win? Haven't all the previous efforts been in vain? And for athletes in any event, fatigue is the most likely to be injured, what if Ye Feng is injured due to lack of physical strength in the last period of time, which will affect his entire career? You must know that the pioneer Yin Jian is not far away, Roy can only watch the game in front of the TV now, although Ye Feng is very physical, but it is difficult to completely avoid such a thing as injury.
The pause time was coming to an end soon, Ye Feng had already shaken off the sweat-absorbing towel draped over his shoulders and stood up slowly, when his whole body was completely straight, everyone around him seemed to see a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the previous weakness and exhaustion were just an illusion. Originally, Ye Feng's eyes were still a little erratic, but after he stood up, the divine light in his eyes instantly condensed into a point, and that kind of momentum made people faintly feel the urge to bow and worship.
McMillan sighed, sat in his position and waved his hand, which was regarded as acquiescing to Ye Feng's request to continue playing. However, he didn't make all the substitutions, with Camby and Matthews remaining on the pitch, and Mills and Ayers in the No. 1 and No. 4 positions. Since Ye Feng wants to fight, then create a better environment for him, at least this can make his physical loss slower.
Looking at the lineup that the Trail Blazers came on after the pause, Spoelstra's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he swore at the timeout that the other party would definitely replace Ye Feng with the players under him, and when he came back from the timeout, it was time to continue to widen the difference. But the opponent's arrangement hit him in the face fiercely, Ye Feng actually remained on the field, does this Chinese still have enough physical strength? Spoelstra was absolutely not convinced.
He subconsciously thought that this was the Trail Blazers' helplessness to make this decision, and when the players were ready to play, he grabbed James and told him to find Ye Feng as much as possible on the offensive end to consume the opponent's physical strength. Spoelstra is still a bit level, otherwise Pat Riley's shrewdness would not have allowed him to be the head coach of such a Heat team, and his decision-making is fine, but is it really as he expected?
Ye Feng, who reappeared on the court, couldn't see that he was still pale and tired before on the court, his running was still very fast, only a little slower than at the beginning of the game, compared to others, it was already very good, after all, this was the end of the third quarter of the whole game, even James was able to reach almost the same speed because he had rested for a while, which shows that Ye Feng's physical fitness is simply at the level of demons.
In fact, only Ye Feng himself knows that this has nothing to do with physical fitness or anything, and now he has entered a very wonderful state. Everyone will experience physical exhaustion when running long-distance, but as long as you grit your teeth and hold on for a while, after this hurdle you will feel that your whole body will start to become relaxed again, which is called "second breath" in physiology, and this situation means that you have broken your physical limit.
Ye Feng is in such a state at this moment, it is okay to say that it is the "second breath" on the basketball court, strictly speaking, he is now completely supporting his body with a strong spirit, constantly telling himself that he must continue to run, keep running, so as to win the game. Hypnosis of himself can undoubtedly make people exert 12% combat power, and watching his performance on the field, Spoelstra's eyes are about to pop out.
James who was opposite Ye Feng also felt a chill, he rarely saw such a guy who didn't care about winning or even caring about his body, in his memory, the last one to do this should be Kobe, in a trance, the Trailblazers' No. 3 and the Lakers' No. 24 seemed to be integrated, even if the technical characteristics of the two people were not much similar, but that kind of aura felt too similar.
Confident as James is also starting to have some doubts about the next game: Can I really limit him?