Chapter 38 Winning MVP in his rookie season?

Author: Xiaoshu Xiaoshu Xiaoshu

Chapter 38 Winning MVP in his rookie season?

The first quarter of the game is over.

Pistons 28:20 Lakers.

Referee Lewis walked directly towards the Lakers dugout. Seeing the unfriendly looks from the Lakers players towards him, he chose to stop one meter away.

Wharton looked at Lewis with a smile, "Any advice?"

Lewis looked around and said in a low voice, "I hope you will control the scale of your fouls in the next time! This is the NBA, not a boxing match!"

Walton burst out laughing, and other Lakers players also showed disdain.

This made Lewis feel slighted, "You want to be suspended?!"

Russell opened his mouth to retort, "You threaten us?!"

Walton held down Russell and put away his smiling face, "You have the final say in the NBA?"

"I'm the referee!"

"Cut a few!"

Randall stood up from his seat and rushed towards Lewis, if Ingram hadn't grabbed him tightly by the waist.

Randall's fist was about to fall on Lewis' face.

The surrounding fans were also attracted by Randall's roar.

Lakers players and referees clashed!

All the eyes of the audience looked over.

Magic Johnson shows up.

The surrounding fans were shocked. The Lakers had a conflict with the referee, and the general manager even ran out!

The fans took out their mobile phones and started recording.

Looking forward to recording some explosion scenes.

"Calm down, boys. I'll handle it. If you don't obey, you will be suspended from the team."

As soon as these words came out, the Lakers players, who were clenching their fists and ready to charge, became weak.

Team ban!

The meaning of representation is even greater than a league suspension.

After stabilizing the players, Johnson waved to Walton and Lewis, and the three walked into the tunnel.

The audience who raised their mobile phones were disappointed.

Pacers head coach Van Gundy, who was paying attention to the situation not far away, frowned when he saw Johnson suddenly appeared.

Then, the call came from the Pistons general manager.

Van Gundy answered the phone.

In the tunnel, Walton felt a little guilty. At the end of the first quarter, the Lakers were 8 points behind, and all the main players were in foul trouble.

Although I said at the time that something happened and I would take it upon myself, when it really comes, people are still a little scared, especially when facing leaders.

Of course, Wharton is not afraid of taking it on. He still has a bit of blood in him.

People are riding on my head and want to shit!

After walking into the tunnel, Johnson handed the phone to Lewis and said, "Answer the phone."

Lewis took the phone with confusion on his face.

"Hello, who are you?"

"It's your mother's size! You idiot! Farke! Didn't you say it's okay to leave this game to you today? But it ended up like this! Pig! You are just a pig!"

The phone is still on hands-free.

Xiao Hua's curses echoed throughout the tunnel, and Lewis hurriedly turned off the speakerphone and put the phone to his ear.

Johnson and Walton looked at each other and said nothing.

Now is not the time to speak.

I don’t know what Xiao Hua and Lewis said. Lewis almost cried, as if he was mourning for his heir!

After returning the phone to Johnson, he gritted his teeth and glared at Walton, then walked toward the referee's lounge instead of the field.

Of course Walton stared back, then looked at Johnson.

Johnson patted Walton on the shoulder and said concisely, "Xiao Hua called me. There will be a new referee for this game. Please tell the boys to stop making trouble."

Wharton breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not enough to relieve his anger, at least the game could continue.

However, Walton was still a little curious and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Hua to take action. Wasn't this what he did?"

Johnson sneered and said, "The NBA with teams is the NBA. Everyone can tolerate slight interference. But this time Xiao Hua found a fool. The situation is almost out of control. Of course he has to take care of it."

Walton was silent. As a young head coach, he had known some things, but only on the surface.

Johnson, "Okay, let's go play with the players and win the game!"

Wharton was a little reluctant and wanted to ask a few more questions.

Johnson interrupted Walton, "Don't think too much, strength is the last word. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how much Xiao Hua interferes, it will be useless."

"You did this a bit childishly, but I understand you. Like those players, you are also very young."

"Let's talk again when we have a chance and focus on the game!"

In fact, Wharton really wanted to ask.

Why did Xiao Hua target the Lakers?

Before the start of the second quarter, the on-site host also announced that the referee Lewis was unwell and had to temporarily change the referee.

The Lakers fans at the scene immediately clapped their hands and praised him! After all, the blind blows in the first quarter are still fresh in their minds.

As for the players on both sides, they have already received the news in advance from the coaches.

Of course the Lakers players also cheered excitedly!

"Then coach, should we still box?"

Walton said, "If the new referee still calls biasedly, continue to play! If the referee calls normally, try to win the game!"

On the other side, the Pistons players, especially the double-team duo of Pope and Smith, couldn't help but ask Van Gundy.

"Coach, how do we fight?"

Van Gundy was not in a beautiful mood at this time, "Play normally!"

"But in a normal fight, the two of us can't stand that Zheng Long."

"You don't want to play, do you?"

"No, no! Coach! I just asked casually!"

The second quarter of the game begins.

Players on both sides calmed down, and Pope and Smith still used double teams without the ball.

However, there is no blessing of "small actions".

The two were unable to restrain Zheng Long at all. Zheng Long's speed-changing running without the ball was able to successfully get rid of the double-team of the two when his teammates found him.

Then, catch the ball.

Zheng Long, who was holding the ball, had no solution at all. Despite the defensive pressure from the two players, he firmly controlled the basketball in his hands.

Either sudden or thrown.

For Zheng Long, the only trouble is thinking about how to score.

I won't choose to pass the ball anyway.

That's all.

After Zheng Long scored 8 points in a row in the second quarter, in another serving round, Pope couldn't help but choose to directly pull Zheng Long's arm when Zheng Long was receiving the ball.

Zheng Long hung one arm domineeringly and still caught the ball.

Beep--

But the referee's whistle sounded, indicating that Pope committed a foul without the ball!

As the new referee who is putting out the fire, I dare not give any favoritism.

Before coming here, Xiao Hua's task for himself was to call the whole game normally.

Pope was helpless and looked at head coach Van Gundy off the court.
To be continued...