"Ding, Chris Webb's opinion has increased, and the current opinion is 70 points."

Webb's favorability has increased again.

Lin Yu's words moved him, and he could clearly feel Lin Yu's care for him.

After Webb left, Lin Yu hurriedly checked Webb's attribute panel, except for Ray Jackson and Jamie King, the two easyboys, the rest of the players seemed to have a task prompt after reaching 70 favorability.

"Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion. Help him take care of Jalen Rose. ”

Lin Yu suspected that he was hallucinating, and he watched it several times before he was convinced that he was not mistaken.

Good guys, is this system preparing for graduate school? They all started to chant poetry, and it was a poem by the poet Taibai.

The poem is a good poem, but it doesn't feel very serious, it's obviously a description of a childhood sweetheart, and it's very incompatible with Weber and Ross.

Webber came on a bamboo horse, and Rose danced around the bed, the picture was so beautiful that Lin Yu didn't dare to think about it a little more.

The hint is very general, and it doesn't say how to take care of Jalen Rose, so I can only slowly grope for it.

……

The next morning, after a two-hour training session, the evening game against the Nuggets began.

The Nuggets have the third-to-last record in the West, which is why Lin Yu didn't take it seriously.

In the pre-game warm-up session, Lin Yu sat on the sidelines and watched the players warm up.

"Young man, you've been making a lot of noise lately." An old man who looked older than Old Bolin didn't know when he walked behind Lin Yu.

Lin Yu turned his head to look, and quickly stood up, his face full of respect.

"Hello, Mr. Motta, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The person who can make Lin Yu so respectful is obviously not a small person, after all, Lin Yu can't even buy Pat Riley's account.

The person who came was Dick Motta, the old coach of the NBA living fossil level, how old is his seniority, Zen master Phil Jackson and Jazz Jerry Sloan, two of the league's top coaches, are his disciples.

In addition, the only championship trophy in the history of the Washington Bullets was won by him, and Unseld was also his disciple, and he was the coach of the team when the Bullets visited China.

Even the two positions, power forward and small forward, are named by Dick Motta.

"Sit down, there's no need to be so restrained with me, I'm not as scary as I was rumored." Mota smiled gently and patted Lin Yu on the shoulder.

Lin Yu is embarrassed, isn't it scary? If Unselde is a tiger, Dick Motta is almost a ghost that the tiger has turned into after his death.

He was the first head coach of the NBA, a typical old-school coach who was forbidden by order, and he was never a minus dictate to players and assistant coaches, and the players and assistant coaches who came out of his hands usually did not even dare to mention his name.

When Unseld chatted with Lin Yu before, his face changed slightly when he mentioned Dick Motta.

But now that he is older, his personality seems to be a lot kinder, at least ten years ago, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to come to say hello to such a little guy as Lin Yu.

"Son, as an old guy born before World War II, I'd love to hear about the coaching philosophy of you young people."

"Who do you think should dominate the team, the coach or the players?"

Dick Mota asked this question inexplicably, and those who didn't know thought he was old and confused, but Lin Yu knew that this question had plagued Mota for the rest of his life.

Of course, his coaching ability is very strong, otherwise he would not be able to train top coaches such as Zen master and Sloane.

The early stage of his coaching career was smooth sailing, and he won all the honors, but since he left the Bullets in 1980, he has never won a decent honor.

His requirements for players are too high, no famous star wants him to play under his team, and without top players to play, he naturally can't play a record.

"Mr. Motta, do you prefer Jerry Sloan to Phil Jackson?"

Lin Yu didn't answer Mota's question head-on, but asked rhetorically.

"Jerry, of course." Motta replied without thinking.

"Then who do you think is more accomplished, Jerry or Phil?" Lin Yu asked again.

Motta stopped speaking this time and fell into deep thought.

Although Sloan and Zen Master are both disciples of Motta, the two are completely different styles of coaches, the Jazz are coach-led, and the Bulls are player-led, and Motta prefers Sloan, of course, because Sloan is more like him.

"You mean the players should dominate the team?" Mota said with a wry smile.

Lin Yu shook his head, "No, this scoring situation, when you have a player like Jordan in your team, it's better to let him dominate." ”

"No matter how exquisite the tactics or lineup layout, it can't offset the combat effectiveness of a player like Jordan."

"And if you don't have a player like Jordan on the team, then the coach should be in charge."

Dick Motta laughed heartily, "What a cunning boy, to say it is to say nothing." ”

"Wess kid is actually a fool, but fools have foolish fortunes, and they have always been able to get good players, and now that they have found a coach like you, I believe that the next championship of the Bullets is not far off."

Lin Yu secretly hated that he didn't have recording equipment in his hand, otherwise if he recorded Mota's words and told Unselde to listen, his expression would be very exciting.

……

"Doot toot!"

The referee blows the whistle for the start of the game.

Big Ben is out injured, and Lin Yu has a starting lineup of Howard, Webb, Harvey, Jalen Rose and Speeder tonight.

Harvey currently has no time and space fracture and the blessing of the blood of the mad battle, and his combat effectiveness has declined a lot, but Mashburn is still in Washington at the moment, and Lin Yu has no other better small forward available, so he can only let him start.

When Lin Yu saw the starting lineup of the Nuggets, he had a strange feeling in his heart, their lineup was not bad, and it even looked a little luxurious, why did they only play the third-to-last in the West?

Center Elvin Johnson, before Big Ben was born, was almost the second blue-collar center in the league after Mutombo.

Power forward Antonio McDyce, the eye of the 95-year-old list, was also a ruthless character who easily averaged 20+10 per game, was selected as an All-Star, and was even selected to the annual team three times in 99, Webber was the best second team of the year.

Small forward Lafonso Ellis has played the pinnacle of his career this season, averaging nearly 22 points and 7 rebounds per game, while Pippen has only 20 points and 6.5 rebounds this season.

Quarterback Darle Ellis, who is also a veteran top quarterback, averaged 27.5 points per game in '89, second only to Jordan and Malone in the scoring list.

And he also has a top-tier three-point game, Reggie Miller is the No. 2 three-point player in the active roster, and when he retires, he has the second-highest total three-point field shot all-time.

He also holds a record that has never been seen before and since, playing 69 minutes in the classic game of five overtime games against the Bucks in '89, which is incredible to think about.

Even if he is older now, his strength has not diminished, and he still averages about 17 points per game.

Point guard Mark Jackson, not to mention, is a veteran well-known point guard, known as the most point-guard-like point guard, ranking first in the league with 12.3 assists per game this season.

With such a lineup, Lin Yu really couldn't figure out why they were only the third from the bottom in the west.

In the jump ball session, Howard made a jump shot, and the Bullets began to attack.

The speeding car advanced to the frontcourt, and seeing Jalen Rose do a good job of blocking and picking himself, he raised his hand to make a mid-range shot, scored two points, and won a good start for the Bullets.

When it came to the Nuggets' turn, Mark Jackson passed the ball to Darle Ellis, who missed a three-point shot.

Howard and Elvin Johnson competed for rebounds, and both of them jumped, and Uncle Huo's rebounds were not very good, and it looked like the rebound was going to be taken by the Nuggets.

At this moment, Jalen Rose came over, he wanted to protect the rebound, but after jumping, he collided with Uncle Huo in mid-air.

"Boom!"

Second Uncle Huo couldn't stand unsteadily after falling, fell the floor, and wailed while holding his ankles.

Lin Yu's complexion changed greatly, and his ankle was injured? This is not a minor injury like Big Ben who can return after a week's rest, and a serious ankle injury can even ruin a player's career.

Weber's face also changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to inspect Second Uncle Huo's injuries.

Jalen Rose was even more frightened and overwhelmed, standing in place in a daze.

After waiting for a moment, with Webb's support, Howard struggled to stand up, his right foot completely unable to touch the ground, and his face was full of pain.

After getting up, Howard glared at Jalen Rose, and was then helped out of the court by the staff.

Lin Yu was dumbfounded, even a staunch materialist warrior like him had to start believing that Jalen Rose was really evil.

I just broke Big Ben's finger yesterday, and I almost scrapped Howard tonight!

The referee gave an official timeout, and the Bullets will return to the bench, Webber is sad, he is very worried about Uncle Huo's injury, and Jalen Rose is full of self-blame, he also knows that he has made a big mistake.

"Dude, you ......"

Even if he doesn't have a good relationship with Howard, Lin Yu definitely doesn't want to see Howard seriously injured, he wanted to complain a few words about Jalen Rose, but seeing the other party's self-blaming expression, he couldn't bear to speak.

Did Jalen Rose do it on purpose? Of course not, he's just too lucky.

"Let's take a break first, you probably won't be in the mood to play now."

"Don't think too much about it, I know you don't want this bad thing to happen either."

Lin Yu stepped forward and patted Jalen Rose on the shoulder and reassured.

Saying this, Lin Yu has already made up his mind in his heart, this game can't let Jalen Rose play no matter what, in case Webber is also injured, how will the Bullets play in the next game?

After returning to Washington, Lin Yu said that he had to take Jalen Rose to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and he was no longer simply unlucky.