At this time, when the game was over, Lao Wang stood up and accepted an on-site interview.
TNT's on-site reporter smiled and said: "Old K, that's great. Congratulations on your first playoff quadruple-double in the history of the league."
"Thank you, it's really great!" he said with a proud smile.
"When you played for the last time and faced the criticism and boos from the home fans, what were your thoughts at the time? Can you tell us?" the reporter asked again.
He pondered for a moment and then said: "No one can stop me from getting this four-double."
The reporter nodded and asked: "Aren't you worried that someone will say that your four pairs are fake?"
"Don't worry." He shook his head.
"Why?"
"Haha, because I don't care. The Jazz don't want me to have a quadruple-double on them, so I just won't let them do it. If they have the guts, don't replace the main players. Do you think I can get another assist on them? Just one assist. , Such a simple thing, with my strength, do I still need to brush it? I don’t even admit that this fourth pair has any flaws, and I will never admit that it is perfect." Lao Wang said disdainfully.
After the on-site interview, the Suns said goodbye to some Suns fans who were still lingering at the scene before returning to the locker room.
"Bang!"
In order to celebrate the four-double, Colangelo Jr. had already managed to get a few bottles of champagne. As soon as Wang and others entered the locker room, the celebration started immediately.
"Brothers, celebrate my four pairs! Celebrate that we have reached the finals again!" Lao Wang shouted loudly while spraying champagne.
"Oh ho ho..." Strange shouts kept coming in the locker room.
"Old K, it's only three to one." Kobe reminded loudly.
"Idiot rookie, what are you talking about three to one? Do you think the Jazz are capable of a comeback? You have no self-confidence at all, and you still have the nerve to be a blacksmith? Let me tell you, three to one is enough, we will definitely win."
As soon as Lao Wang dropped the bottle, he sprayed Kobe with his mouth and hands at the same time, making Kobe jump away with his head in his arms.
After playing for a while, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He received a lot of text messages.
There were friends and sponsors from all walks of life, all sending text messages congratulating him on his quadruple-double.
He replied with a text message, then opened the system and looked at it. There was a new reminder that four pairs had been awarded 500 points, and now the total was 4,300 points.
Turning off the system, he sat in the medicine bucket and began to summarize the game.
Today's game gave him a new understanding, or deepened some new understandings.
In the past, he advocated offense more, attacking the strong and defending the weak. Even if the defense has improved, he still advocates offense more in his heart.
But in today's game, he relied on defense to win, which made him truly understand the role of defense.
After four games with the Jazz, this was the happiest game to win. The score difference was 30 points. It can be said to be a wild victory.
Today's game let him know how powerful a truly top-level offense and defense can be in controlling the outcome of the game.
A true super giant must have top-notch offense and defense, otherwise the quality will be insufficient, and the result is likely to be without a championship for life.
"Porphyrin!"
Kobe sat in the medicine bucket and shouted: "Old K, please teach me defense. I want to be like you and become the most powerful offensive and defensive team."
"Idiot, you are a defender, how can I teach you? Go and learn from Jordan and let him teach you." Lao Wang said.
"Then I can only watch his game videos." Kobe said helplessly.
"Kobe, if you practice for a few more seasons, you'll be almost there." Lightning said.
"A few seasons, I can't wait." Kobe said eagerly.
"Are you eager to take my place?" Lao Wang asked curiously.
Kobe nodded naturally and said, "Yes, who doesn't want to be the boss?"
"Haha..." Lightning laughed.
Lao Wang cursed angrily: "You traitor, I want the team to sell you quickly and get some chips back."
"If you dare to sell me, the Suns and I will never be done with each other. We will be mortal enemies for the rest of our lives." Kobe said disdainfully.
"Kobe, why didn't you say you and Kobe were mortal enemies?" Horry asked curiously as he was taking a shower.
Kobe glanced at Lao Wang and said helplessly: "A gentleman won't suffer the loss in front of him, I'm afraid he will hit me."
"Hahaha..." Everyone in the bathroom burst into laughter.
At this time, Wilkins finished taking a shower, came to Lao Wang, and said happily: "Old K, this time we will definitely advance to the finals. Do you think it is more confident to beat the Bulls or the Knicks?"
Lao Wang glanced at Wilkins and said with a smile: "I'm sure of everything."
"Ha ha……"
Wilkins was stunned and suddenly laughed.
After so many years, he has never been able to win the championship. Will his wish finally come true now?
"……Ha ha……"
He was so excited and excited that he laughed harder and harder and couldn't stop. He laughed for half a minute and was still laughing.
"Hey, Dominic?"
Seeing that something was wrong, Ling Ling hesitated and shouted.
Everyone looked at Wilkins, who was laughing non-stop, and even the team doctor ran over.
"Hey, Dominic, stop laughing." Team doctor Andrew John grabbed Dominic's shoulders and shouted.
"...Haha...it's over...haha...can't stop...haha...help me...haha..." Wilkins was still laughing.
There was nothing Andrew John could do. This was not a problem he could solve at all. Wilkins' situation looked weird.
"Quickly, take him to the hospital." Colangelo shouted.
Just like that, Wilkins, who was overjoyed, laughed wildly all the way to the hospital.
Lao Wang and others looked at each other in confusion. It would be better if nothing unexpected happened. If Wilkins died laughing, he would be really unlucky to his grandma's house.
Soon after, Wang Tiejun and Kevin Johnson went to the post-game press conference.
"Old K, Barkley and Bill Walton just discussed the issue of the number one player in active service. They believe that you are now at the same level as Michael Jordan, not in terms of historical status, but in terms of current individual strength, influence, honors, etc.
Compared with others, what do you think?" a reporter asked.
"The same height as active duty?"
Lao Wang said in surprise: "Is Michael still at the same height as me?"
"..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire press conference hall fell into silence.
"Haha, okay, I'm just kidding."
Lao Wang laughed and then said: "Actually, I don't care about these false reputations. He is old and can still play games for a few days. Why should I argue with him? Do you think that's right?
He lost in both finals. If he is lucky enough to reach the finals this time, he will have to lose to me again. Why should I compete with him to be the best player in the current game?
Isn't that right? It's not necessary. You lose one, two, and three, and you always lose to me. Why should I argue with a guy who always loses to me? It's totally unnecessary. You'll lose your status, you know?"
Okay, these reporters finally understand, you, old K, are not fighting. You almost stepped on Jordan and rubbed him on the floor. You are fighting so hard that the dog's brain is about to burst out! Is this still called not fighting? Can you?
Don't be so hypocritical?
"Who do you think is stronger than Jordan now?" a reporter asked.
"He is strong, he is strong, I will let him be the first." Lao Wang said with a smile.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, here it comes again, here it comes again, do you want to listen to what you, Mr. K, say in reverse?
On the other side, in the jazz press conference hall, the atmosphere was cold.
"Coach Jerry Sloan, now trailing 1-3, does the team still have the confidence to come back?" a local sports newspaper reporter asked.
"We will do our best." Sloan said expressionlessly.
"Sir, since Mr. K entered the league, our Jazz has been eliminated by the Suns many times. What do you think our team still has weaknesses and what aspects need to be strengthened to make it possible to break out of the Western Conference?" The next reporter asked sensibly.
.
Jerry Sloan seemed to have the shadow of Old K floating before his eyes. He was invincible on the offensive end and overwhelming on the defensive end. He sighed and said: "In addition to waiting for the Suns and Old K to weaken themselves, we ourselves need to strengthen
Internal construction.”
"Inside information?"
All local reporters were at a loss.
Postman Campbell's inside lineup includes a superstar and a quasi-first-class center. Together, if not the top team in the league, it is still a first-class combination. Isn't it strong enough? We need to strengthen the inside line. How to strengthen it? Get O'Neal?
Get one from Dameng and the others? Or if you can’t beat Lao K, why don’t you just poach him?
"Coach, do you think the Suns and Old K might weaken themselves?" a reporter asked.
"Of course, although the Suns have been successfully rebuilt, there are too many outstanding young players, and some of them will definitely leave in the future. And although Old K has only been at his peak for two or three years, it is difficult for you to say that he is at his peak for such a monster center.
How long will it be?" Jerry Sloan said.
"Postman, do you still have the confidence to come back?" A reporter finally asked Karl Malone.
The postman's face was expressionless. He had not yet recovered mentally. Today's game had a huge impact on him. Old K's defensive performance surprised him. He did not expect that Old K would actually perform like this.
"I have no idea……"
He shook his head subconsciously.
"oh!"
The reporters below exclaimed. Judging from the attitude of the postman, he has lost confidence in the Western Conference Finals. The consequences can be imagined.
When the Suns returned to the hotel, Wilkins' condition came out. He had a respiratory disorder and had to be admitted to the hospital for observation for a few days to see if he had any mental illness. Now he has been given a sedative and he is fine.
May 26th, the game day of G4 of the Eastern Conference Finals.
On this day, not only the American media, but also many media around the world praised Wang Tiejun, and his four-doubles in the playoffs began to shine.
Just like the 50 points per game in the 1995 Finals, just like the 40 points in the regular season in the 1995/96 season, Lao Wang seemed to be somewhat dazzling in the media's description.
Before getting on the plane, Lao Wang collected a large stack of newspapers and wanted to enjoy them on the plane to satisfy his vanity.
What he was more concerned about was the four-double. Will the media say that he was cheating? After reading the newspapers, except for the Salt Lake City media, almost no other media said that he was cheating. This reassured him.
"This bastard, why do you lose one, lose two, and lose three?"
The New York Times made headlines about what Mr. Wang said at the press conference. Jordan, who was having breakfast, was so angry when he saw it that he tore up the newspaper with a stab.
"Listen up, kill the Knicks, and we'll go to the finals and kill K."
He stared at a group of teammates who were having breakfast with red eyes. His eyes were so intimidating, as if they were shining with blood, and everyone who saw them ran away.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the Suns' special plane arrived in Phoenix. A large number of fans came to pick it up. The motorcade on the road blocked all the roads.
It was after four o'clock that Lao Wang returned home.
Dameng and the others are all in the backyard. Dameng is teaching Dayao to practice dream footwork, and Glider is teaching Hu Weidong some guard skills. Their attitude is still very serious.
"Old K, you guy, you went to Salt Lake City and you actually hit a quadruple-double, that's so strong!" Glider shouted as soon as they met.
"Shit luck." Dameng muttered.
"Shit luck is also luck, just envy it." Lao Wang chuckled.
"Where's Thunder Lord?"
He chatted with Dayao Laohu for a few more words, but when he didn't see Dan Marli, he asked.
"That guy went hunting yesterday. He joined a hunting team. This bastard, he didn't even take us there," Dameng cursed.
"That's right." Glider nodded.
"He is familiar with the place. He must be looking for an old friend. It's not convenient to take you there." Lao Wang nodded. Lei Gong really likes hunting.
"Old K, you have so many guns at home, when will we go and shoot them too?" Lao Hu said eagerly.
"You can do it at any time. There are a few brothers in the martial arts school who have obtained gun licenses. Just call them on. It's best to play wolf wolf this season. There are too many of them here. They are all in the desert. Call a few more people.
It’s a bit dangerous if it’s missing.” Lao Wang said.
"Let's join one too." Dameng and Glider said hurriedly.
"No problem, you go to the martial arts hall to find me, Brother Tieshan, and ask him to help you make arrangements." Lao Wang said.
"Come on, come on, let's stop here today, take a rest first, you guys can take a shower later, and then we'll go to the martial arts studio for dinner."
He invited several people to sit under the basketball stand and said to Hu Weidong: "Lao Hu, let's talk."
"good."
"Lao Hu, after playing for a season, what do you think?" he asked.
Lao Hu smiled and said: "It's okay. Although I don't have much playing time, there are a few in our team who are worse than me. After playing for a season, I feel that there is a big difference from the previous playing style. It requires physical fitness.
Extremely big.”
Having said this, he looked at Lao Wang and said with a smile: "I didn't quite understand why you gained weight to 135 kilograms before, but now I understand. Playing in your position and with your playing style, the tonnage is too small.
If you can’t even stand, how can you fight?”
Lao Wang nodded and asked, "Are you still used to it?"
Lao Hu nodded and said: "It feels okay. Reggie Miller actually supports me becoming his first substitute, but Larry Brown doesn't need me, so there's nothing I can do."
Lao Wang asked: "Your team will change its head coach next season. Do you know about this?"
"I don't know, Larry Brown quits?" Lao Hu was a little surprised.
"Well, Barkley told me that it was Larry Bird. I have some connections with this guy. If I have a chance, I can introduce you to him," Lao Wang said.
"Then hurry up and help me get along. I can improve my statistics and try to sign a bigger contract." Lao Hu said with a smile.
"With your ability, it should be no problem." Lao Wang nodded.
Hu Weidong is 27 years old, and his physical condition is still good. He still has a player option for one year after next season. He also wants Hu to play better next season and then get out of the contract.
Or, ask David Frank to operate and trade to a weak team?
He asked again: "Are you using the medicated bath oil I prepared for you?"
Lao Hu nodded and said, "I've been using it."
"You must do the strength training I give you, especially the lower limb strength training. Increasing the strength of the lower limbs can protect your lower limb joints, reduce injuries, and increase your ability to resist injuries." Lao Wang warned.
"Don't worry, I definitely care about my own health." Lao Hu nodded quickly.
He had some minor knee injuries in the past. He had them checked out last time by Dr. Thomas Carter, the miracle doctor of the Suns. He received conservative treatment and the use of medicated oil. Now he has recovered and his health is still good.