Carlisle gritted her teeth and decided to tell the referee that this was a mistake in snatching balls among players. Brown Old really felt that his vocabulary was lacking. Whenever he knew how to order Chinese and watch TV series, he should point at Carlisle and scold, "He, Brown Old Old has never seen such a shameless person in his life."

Now I don’t have any reason. Carlisle won’t fight back and scold you. You, Brown, say whatever you like, as long as the referee doesn’t yell, you will be finished if I ignore you.

The referee did not expect that after sending Tianzun away, Atai would still make such a mess. Can't he rest in peace? Rashid Wallace has left, and the Pacer still has hope, but at this time, he wants to punish Atai away, and the Pacer still has no hope.

Xiao Ao is now physically unable to support him. Miller is really unable to beat him when he gets old. Today he relies on his fighting spirit on the court. Although no one hopes that Arte can take on any responsibility, he is indeed the Pacers' last hope today.

Max was diagnosed with a concussion and coma by the team doctor, and needed to be taken to the hospital. He may not be able to attend the next game. The Pistons were completely furious. Billups stared at Atela and said, "If it weren't for the game, he would have been the first to beat Ateta, but it's not possible now. If the fight starts at this time, this year's championship will be hoped for. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

Billups can force himself to calm down, but the others of the Pistons are not good. They have not suffered such a big loss since their bad boys 2.0 was formed.

Big Ben's vicious, irritable eyes were staring at Xiao Ao, and he started a group to beat Arte. He was the boss of the Detroit bandits, and he must hand over the most powerful enemy to him!

The Pacers are ignorant, but their butts determine their thinking. They are not stupid. Atai is sent off, and they have no good results. Moreover, they have been beaten. Let’s talk about what happens in the future. Now let them watch their players be beaten, that is definitely not possible!

Seeing that the players on both sides became more and more excited, the security guards couldn't hold on. Well, the security guards' salary was really not easy. They were also afraid that these 2-meter-long muscled men were going to fight together, and everyone was afraid of watching them.

"Stop quarrel!" At this moment, Lin Sa shouted, stopping the upcoming group fight!

Gritting his teeth, Lin Sa glared at Atae: "The game is not over yet, let's continue."

Help…….

This is the referee's voice, he is about to cry. Lin Sa is like this. If he is not really stupid, he knows that something is going to happen. He will never let A Tai go.

Whether or not to send Artai down now has become a problem. If the Pacers are basically finished, they will not only play the remaining games, but also face these group of Detroit evil men who have almost lost their minds. If Artai is not punished, the gunpowder smell in the next game will definitely be strong, and it will be a matter of time before the explosion will be.

The Detroit Pistons and the Indiana Pacers are simply the Shura field of their referee union.

In the end, the referee was not determined to send Arte off, but instead gave Max a goal and added a free throw.

The referee's penalty made countless fans boo. Even if Artai was their player, he would boo at this time, but the referee was reluctant!

Lin Sa hugged Da Ben and talked to Billups, but didn't take Old Brown with him. In fact, Old Brown was the most fussy. He knew that he was a student. Although he was usually arrogant, he was a biting. It was a leisure activity hobby. However, this principled problem is that this naughty child wants to bite people.

The Pistons left, and the Pacers returned to the locker room to rest. Without outsiders, Carlisle was angry at that time: "Ron, are you crazy? When is it now? You are still making such a mess!"

Carlisle believes that Atei's elbow hit Max was definitely avenging the revenge that Lin Sa had just slapped.

Who knew that Atai was very calm: "Coach, I did have times when I was not calm before, but I didn't make a fuss today, and I'm always awake."

"You are sober, you are sober, you are sober, you are sober, you are sober, and you have thought about what to do when you are sent off!?"

Ate shrugged: "It shouldn't be. I'm very careful, and my acting skills are very professional, the most important thing." Ate said, with his expression serious: "Coach Carlisle, if we continue to play like this, the chances of winning are actually not high. Jehein and Reggie are tired, and Pistons have the advantage of their physical strength than us. If I continue to be entangled by that kid, I can't limit Lin Sa. If I can't limit him, we will not be able to win."

(I can't avenge him for slapping me)

When Carlisle faced Artai's fallacies, he found that this bastard was getting more and more stupid as he said it. He was almost taking it seriously. Although it seemed that this was true, it was nonsense.

Just before Carlisle was about to faint, the assistant referee came to inform the resume of the game.

The game resumed, and Lin Sa performed the free throw left by Max, with a very accurate hollow hit. Carlisle also took advantage of this time to withdraw Arte. He did not understand Lin Sa, but he understood the unity of Da Ben and Billups, and the Pistons was not like the teammates of other teams.

Under Carlisle's laissez-faire and Da Ben's leadership, the Pistons were more like the brotherhood of a group of non-colored social organizations. At this time, it was not surprising that nothing happened. The Spurs' Bowen's insight was not far away. Carlisle didn't want to take this risk. At least, he had to calm down the Pistons down. He had decided to go to Brown to negotiate with the referee during the period.

Max was elbowed by Artest. Carlisle knew that Arte was intentional, but he had no choice but to maintain it.

Now let go of the matter of Atai first. The most important thing is to stabilize the mood and order of the court. This is not the regular season but the Eastern Conference Finals in the playoffs. It must not be messed up. Whether it is the referee or the two head coaches, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

Carlisle couldn't bear this pot alone, so he could only let everyone take it together.

Lin Sa executed the free throw, Miller threw the ball out of bounds, allowing the third quarter to end early, and everyone continued to go into the period to rest, and Carlisle immediately contacted Brown and the referee.

The referee was so worried that his hair was about to fall out. He and Carlisle sat in the temporary office waiting for Old Brown. These two old guys were worried, fearing that Old Brown would not come.

Fortunately, Old Brown is not stupid, and he can't bear the blame, so he comes.

When the three old guys met, they were all old foxes who had lived in the same village for so long. They had no time to talk about the problem without nutrition, so they started to discuss solutions directly.
Chapter completed!