In the halftime game, the beautiful reporter of the Los Angeles Times interviewed David Beckham, who was sitting on the sidelines.

"Hi David, you look so good in your suit tonight. I'm Anna from the local Los Angeles Times. Anna stared at Beckham and twisted her body involuntarily.

"Oh, may I ask if I didn't look good in my suit that day?" Beckham is naughty, quite humorous, and nasty.

"You're a fan of Los Angeles, what are your thoughts on tonight's game or your prediction for the second half?" Anna gets straight to the point.

"Oh, first of all, I think the Lakers are playing well, and the teammates are very bloody and positive, but ......," Beckham said.

"Since the Memphis used a two-center lineup in the second half, if I'm not mistaken, we also have two big guys on the team who have proven themselves in the league." He was obviously referring to Howard being pinned to the bench.

"Oh yes, we also have the league's No. 1 center, David, you're really on the spot." When Anna wanted to ask a few more words, Beckham had already bowed his head to accompany his son to the sideline to shoot basketball, yes, today he brought his eldest son Brooklyn.

In the Lakers' locker room, the Zen master brought everyone together. "The Memphis three-guard system has caused us a lot of problems." He glanced at Steve Nash and said.

Obviously, he still took care of his disciple's self-esteem and did not directly say that Nash was slow.

"Steve, your back ......" the Zen master opened his mouth slightly.

"Oh, damn it, Coach, it's true, my old mistake is back, damn it." To say, this Nash also really has eyesight, and hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope, giving the Zen master enough face, and also giving himself enough face.

"Oh, in that case, Chris Dujon will take the lead for you for a while in the second half, and then you will go up and control the court at the most critical time in the fourth quarter, what do you think?" The words of the Zen master are very low.

"Oh, Coach, that's great, I think my back wouldn't hurt that much then." Nash nodded repeatedly.

"Clark, can you keep up with Rudy? You're younger than him. Your lateral report I've seen it, don't let me doubt your physical strength, lad. Clark didn't dare to lift his head, and kept wiping his sweat with a towel.

"Hey, buddy, you're going to take the lead in the second half, these kids are really unreliable." The Zen master twisted his head towards Ci Shiping.

“Come o

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e the boss！！！ Ci Shiping showed his strong biceps and kept tapping.

That means that if it was me in the second half of the second quarter, there wouldn't be anything wrong with Rudy Gay, and he would have gone home to find his mother.

"Paul, who do you think is faster, you or Zach?"

"Me!" Gasol did not hesitate.

"So who do you think is the more accurate long-range shot, you or Zach?" The Zen master continued to ask.

"Me!" Again, the answer was yes.

"What the fuck are you waiting for? What are you afraid of? What are you hiding? "Throw twenty of his mother's in this scene, what about thirty? Get out of your momentum, damn it.

"Are you afraid that someone will not pass the ball to you? Will anyone talk about you because of that? When the Zen master said this, he turned his head to Kobe, who was soaking in an ice bucket on the side.

"Oh, dea

Me, Phil, you know me, Paul and I are true love. Kobe Bryant spread his hands innocently.

The Zen master didn't say anything, but looked at Howard, who was sitting next to him with his shirtless body, shook his head, and didn't speak.

"Wow grass, what's the situation, even a rookie like Clark has a review, what's wrong? I'm the No. 1 center and don't even have a chance to grow? No, coach, you say, it's really not possible, it's okay to scold me a few words, I'm most afraid of such silence......" Howard said that the baby was bitter, but the baby didn't say.

In the Grizzly Bears locker room on the other side, Guy wiped the sweat from his body vigorously, and kept muttering words in his mouth, obviously he was still in high spirits.

Such an intermission made him feel abruptly stopped, and he was unhappy.

Bayless refastened the strap on his foot, and Randolph slumped on the bench, gasping for air.

Marc Gasol wore his headphones quietly and sat alone in the most corner chair.

Coach Hollins drew something on the tactics board, and at the end, he clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to stop what they were doing and get a speech.

"Rudy, keep the impact on in the second half." Hollins first affirmed Rudy Gay's killing under the opponent's basket.

"Mike, Lee, you two have to play more pick-and-rolls on the line, because the opponent has three outside players who defend for a while, and there must be few opportunities for the inside to run without the ball."

"Kenyon, you're going to have to play more off-ball cuts from the baseline to ease the defensive pressure on the line, and your physical strength is currently the most abundant among the few outside players." Hollins looked at Kenyandurin, who had been silent.

Durin still didn't speak, just nodded vigorously.

"Coach, the other team's Howard doesn't have the ability to shoot, if you pull him out, maybe it will be better." Marc Gasol suddenly stood up and walked in the direction of the coach and his teammates.

"Well, you're right, it's just that Phil might hide him." Apparently Marc Gasol is confident in his confrontation with Howard, after all, the big man is much easier to deal with than his brother.

To be fair, the two big men on the Grizzlies roster are not bad at their feet, and once Gasol Jr. is in a position on the inside, it will be difficult for an opposing player in the league to guard him, and his soft touch is a nightmare for coaches.

And Xiaojia is in his prime, full of physical strength, and he is not afraid of the impact of the opponent's small lineup at all on the defensive end, many times it is his shooting on the outside of the defense, while Randolph is more like a traditional big man who stands on the pile.

This black and white configuration is very suitable for the soul of today's iron-blooded defensive team, both in terms of the neatness and coordination of the lineup.

It's just that now the alliance is beginning to quietly rise up the Kombat whirlwind, and there are not many opportunities for the black and white bears to be present at the same time, and many times they are used in a staggered way, or in a specific link.

Most of them used the long-range shots of the two to pull the opponent's big man out and cover for the breakthrough of Conley and others.

"Coach, I feel like I'm 19 years old now, and I can play more in the second half without even replacing me." Randolph is looking forward to his trip to Los Angeles.

Yes, he was going to prove himself to the city and prove them wrong. The Clippers tumor of the year has now become a man on the right.

"Well, this depends on Phil's formation, Zack, I know what you think, and I know that you are doing everything for the good of the team, but I can't watch Ji fall into the other party's encirclement." Hollins was also very sincere.

Yes, Randolph is very brave under the basket, but after all, his size is there, and once Phil Jackson hits those little ones in turn, he should be gasping after three or five rounds.

A big killer on the offensive end will become a burden on the defensive end, and as a veteran coach, Hollins will not let that happen.

"Okay, everyone come on, you can, you can beat any team in the league, no one can break you, come on." Hollins stretched out his right hand and high-fived everyone to shout.