The Way of the Center

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"Oh, **** **** it!" At home, Ricard's yelling made him punch his wife in the arm. Not swearing in front of Abigail, this is one of Peggy's custom requirements for Ricard.

"Hey, my fault, my fault." Ricard smiled, but the next second, his expression became solemn again.

69 wins and 10 losses, there are three games left. For the Trail Blazers, winning a three-game winning streak does not seem to be a problem at all. But in this special context, it is difficult for you to be sure whether the opponent will perform supernormally, and the Blazers will not be overwhelmed by the weight.

If the Trail Blazers fall in the last three games, they will definitely regret it for a lifetime. This is the first time since the record of 72 wins has been set that a team has been so close to tying the record. But the closer you get, the harder you will be thrown if you fail.

If the Trail Blazers eventually fail to keep up with this **** record, their morale will surely be greatly affected. And at this critical moment of the playoffs, morale frustration is not a good thing.

This is why Ricard would ignore the family regulations and suddenly explode. If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent. Although there are difficulties, the Trail Blazers have no way out.

But there is also good news that Ricard will be in charge of the coach again in the next game! After immersing in the whole winter, Ricard is also ready to resurrect in the vibrant spring...

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In April, the hardest winter has passed. To say that this winter is suffering is not a metaphor. This winter in Portland may be the coldest in the past ten years.

In winter, it happens to be the season of high incidence of chronic bronchitis. After Ricard received systematic treatment and plenty of rest, he now has a much better condition as the temperature warms up.

Nell Orsi was still complaining that Ricard did not explain his condition in time, but Nelsi was very excited when it came to Ricard's comeback.

"You know George, now there are three games left in the regular season, and we are only three games away from the 72 wins record. So when you come back, your stress will suddenly be very great. I hope that your body can survive. Live." Orsi looked at the training ground outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office. Whether these guys can write history depends on the last three games.

"Stress? Do you think I have no stress when I am resting at home? Whenever my daughter yells for me to cook for her, my stress is greater than now." Ricard's joke made them serious The atmosphere of talks has eased a little bit.

"Vlad has done a good job this time." Ricard turned his head and threw his gaze on the training ground like Orsi.

Divac is different from Ricard, even in training, Ricard also wears a suit. But Divac was wearing sportswear and training with the players. After all, this guy is a professional athlete, and he can guide players in many details.

One pays attention to personal details, the other pays attention to the overall situation and tactics. These two guys cooperate very well to complement each other, and neither is indispensable.

"He did a good job. If you two join forces again, I believe the team will be better." Orsi has a lot of Ricard, and his coach seems to have gained a lot during the training period.

"Okay Orsi, let's talk about it here. I can't wait and want to return to the training ground." Ricard stood up and tidied his clothes. I have been looking forward to it for so long, and have been looking forward to a whole cold winter. Now, he is finally going back to where he was fighting.

"Oh, yes." Ricard opened the door with his hand, but he seemed to remember something suddenly.

He turned back and faced the Blazers, the general manager who fully supported the team's work.

"Don't worry, we will get 72 wins!" Ricard smiled contemptuously, but gave Nell Orsi a lot of confidence.

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"Robin, you can't hold the opponent's waist with both hands when you are defending. I have told you how many times." Divac shouted and walked to Robin Lopez in his training suit. .

"Hold on to the waist with one hand, and hold the other high up and be ready to interfere with the shot at any time! If you use two hands to block the opponent, and the opponent suddenly raises his heart to make a shot, you will never have a chance to block it!" Divac side Speaking of doing demonstrations by himself, Robin Lopez is rebellious on the surface, but he is always very humble in the face of coaching.

The instruction is over and the training continues. Divac wiped the sweat from his forehead, not because of the few demonstrations that made Divac feel tired. It was the recent overwhelming pressure that made Divac feel a little overwhelmed.

Now, he finally realized the situation of that guy Ricard. The pressure of the position of the head coach is so great that ordinary people can't imagine it. Divac has decided that if he wants to be promoted in the future, he would rather go to management than sit in the position of head coach.

"Leonard, you didn't do it right, you didn't do it for the turn-over jumper..." Divac's voice appeared again, but the next second, a louder shout overwhelmed everything in the training ground. noise.

"You brats! My skin wasn't loose when I was away!?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and everyone knew it was Ricard!

Ricard extended his arms and looked at his players with a grin.

"Knowing that you are coming back today, we have prepared a gift for you." Angel blinked, and Meyers Leonard rushed into the locker room to get a roll of things out.

After opening it, Ricard discovered that this was the scene when he lifted the O'Brien Cup when he won the championship last year. Of course, if it's just a photo or a huge poster, this gift is too insincere.

This is an oil painting, a lifelike oil painting.

Ricard looked at the painting. He was very grateful and moved, but he did not intend to express this emotion.

"Well, I should be more handsome in reality than in the painting."

"You guy, shameless!" This time, even Divac couldn't help but complain about his partner.

"Hey, I have been working hard during my absence." Ricard and Divac embraced, although Divac's general direction of tactics is to follow Ricard's step-by-step approach. But if Divac does not have excellent on-the-spot commanding ability, the Trail Blazers will not have the opportunity to break the 72-win record.

Speaking of 72 wins...

"Guys, I heard that our record is 69 wins and 10 losses."

"Yes." The players answered Ricard in unison.

"Very good, I'm proud of you. I wouldn't bother to end my paid vacation if I didn't want to get some light." Ricard made the players laugh again, but the next second, his expression Suddenly became serious.

"But now I am back ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Victory has become history. When the regular season of this season is all over, I can only accept one result, that is, we have to enter with a record of 72 wins. Playoffs!" Ricard said, showing a finger.

"Just wait for you to say this, boss!" An Jie echoed loudly, after which all the players yelled.

The entire training field is now noisy, and Olsi stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with hands behind his back. He can see everything that happens on the court below.

Suddenly, Ricard raised his head and set his gaze on Orsi.

Ricard blinked at Orsi, and Orsi gave Ricard a thumbs up.

What is winning three games in a row, the first in history, the Blazers and Anjie are about to be decided!

When the wolves have a leader again, this group of bloodthirsty creatures will definitely move out, bloodbath everything they can see.

The Trail Blazers are now a group of hungry wolves waiting to be fed, but the remaining three opponents are not lambs to be slaughtered...