Chapter Twenty-Eight, Is It Am I Usually Too Gentle?

When you have a big four in your team and your coach and management feel that you are better suited to be the core of the team, you don't dare to write this kind of melodrama, but it happened to Bosh.

Carter didn't understand, the other veteran Raptors didn't, even Bosh himself didn't.

Bosh's idol and template is Garnett, and "Big Hard" has played a total of 7 playoffs before this season, and none of them can pass the first round, but Carter has really led the team to the Eastern Conference finals.

But considering that this is the Raptors who let Maddie go in the first two years, things don't seem so hard to accept.

He didn't know how to comfort Bosh when he encountered this kind of thing, so he could only point to Milicic, who was already drunk and about to lie down next to him.

"Dak, our talent is not worse than yours, but the confrontation is a little worse, but under the old man Larry Brown, the playing time is not even a fraction of yours."

"I remember you told me that you liked the Pistons' 'bad boy' army when you were a child, and you still envied me when I came to the Pistons, if it weren't for this unlucky guy who helped you block the gun, most of the drunk this time would have been you."

"If you're really under too much pressure, just find a time to talk to Vince, I guess you Raptors don't want to give up Vince, just like the Lakers cultivated Kobe Bryant, they have Kobe, but it doesn't mean that you have to give up O'Neal who has become fat. You two can play better together."

Mo Wen actually knows very well that the breakup of Carter and the Raptors is already doomed, the management of the Raptors did not give Carter enough respect, and Carter is not a player with high emotional intelligence - there is one thing to say, the four major quantiles before retirement are almost at the same level in emotional intelligence, and the four of them together have to be killed by James.

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After ending the Raptors' home game, Mo Wen's second game of the start was also easy - facing the Hawks at home with the Pistons.

The Hawks, who decided to rebuild, have already started their swing journey, and the Hawks' head coach Stotters finally got mixed up with the head coach who didn't want to put it in the first place, but the team's top scorer and interior gate were traded by management in exchange for Bob Soula, a retired veteran who doesn't play and only receives a salary, and a draft pick for next season!

Now that the Hawks' starting lineup is not as high as Raheem's original salary, what do you let him play?

The player Mo Wen played against today was the nimble "fat man" Boris Dior, who later played center at the Spurs.

However, now the sophomore Dio has not been as lucky as he was later, and the Eagles' coaching staff saw that he looked thin and not woody, and at first glance he was the material of the swingman of the striker, so they pressed him to the No. 3 position.

In the European League, Dior had the nickname "French Magician" and had extraordinary talent in strategy and organization, but the Eagles' coaching staff "didn't believe in rumors, didn't spread rumors" and still used him as a regular small forward after Dior showed his organizational talent.

Dior, this guy is also casual, with a good mentality, anyway, the salary is still paid, if you let me be a bastard without a ball, I'll be a bastard without a ball.

Mo Wen also played a very comfortable game, Dio didn't receive a few balls in a game, and if he forced the Frenchman a little, he would pass the ball to other teammates, considering that Dio's three-point shooting rate this season was not even two percent, Mo Wen could boldly let him go to participate in the defense.

Fish on the offensive end, but on the defensive end Dior is still quite serious, otherwise he would not have been promoted to the starting line by the Hawks, and later he could even eat under Larry Brown.

He is also the same defensive style as Prince who strives not to lose his position, and rarely takes the initiative to attack, so he rarely loses his position. And this guy deserves to be the one who can play center forward in the future, and he will definitely not lose to Artest in terms of confrontation power.

If Mo Wen singled him, if he couldn't shake out the space at the beginning, he would easily be unbalanced and forced to play the ball by Dio after being entangled.

In the first half, Mo Wen seemed to have been assimilated by the mentality of Dior's Buddhism, playing 17 minutes, only 4 shots, 2 of 4 shots, and only 5 points. Compared to the Pistons, the other players who have brushed the points are as if they are invisible.

Billups, Hamilton, Rashid, and even Big Ben cherished the opportunity to meet such a weak team, and with Larry Brown's tacit approval, they made a rare wave, only for everyone to score in double figures at half-time.

At halftime, the Pistons led the Hawks by 28 points at 66:38!

Milicic also rarely got playing time in the third quarter, and with the intentional help of Mo Wen and Billups, Milicic, who got 14 minutes of playing time in the third quarter and the fourth quarter, finally shot 4 of 9 and 2 of 2 free throws, scoring double for the first time this season!

After being substituted later, Milicic cried directly on the bench, and after many games, he finally got a chance to prove himself.

"Larry, this kid isn't really too bad, is it?" Herb Brown was also a little distressed watching from the side, from radiant to worthless, this gap is difficult to survive even on an adult with a mature mentality, let alone a child who has just turned 18 years old.

"No, he's still far behind, he is already playing the worst team in the league, Mo and Chauncy have been feeding him the ball again, if he can't even get 10 points, I will suggest Dumas cut him directly."

"And he's got five fouls in this game, and no one needs an inside line with five fouls in 13 minutes." As an older brother, Herb Brown originally wanted to say something more, but after thinking about his brother's stubborn character, he could only shake his head and give up.

Mo Wen was much more relaxed and comfortable on offense in the second half of the game, because he met his old teammate when he was with the Pistons, Sula.

Sula, who was traded, wanted to play revenge on his old club, but he was defended by Mo Wen, who could have suppressed him since the summer league.

But Sula didn't accept his fate, even if he was played by Mo Wen many times on the offensive end, even if he was forced by Mo Wen on the defensive end to not even catch the ball, he still felt that he had the strength to beat Mo Wen.

However, the more he wanted to prove that he was fighting, the more urgent he became, and after being tackled twice in a row by Mo Wen, Sula was close to delirium, and he was like a success, a successful recovery.

Finally, after a successful pass over Mo Wen, it was like a prisoner who had broken free from the chains, and the pleasure of success devoured his brain.

Sula looked at Big Ben, who was back to the basket, and rushed straight over without avoiding it.

The big man standing under the basket was shocked, what's the matter with this little brother, I didn't see anything wrong with your eyes when I was in the piston, you can't see me as big a person here?

Sula, who was already on the top, only felt that he had a ball in his hand at the moment, and I had it in the world, and in the haze, he felt that he could block the buckle, and even ride the buckle.

He's going to fly!

Smack-

Suraren, who was flying in the air, was taken down by Big Ben with the ball.

The two-hundred-pound Sula even bounced on the ground like a basketball before hitting the ground.

Big Ben is also angry, if an inside player disrespects him so much, he will endure it, how dare you, a person who can only be beaten in a group, want to challenge your brother?

Could it be that I'm too gentle in my usual life?