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Chapter 961 Melancholy

The battle of Tianwangshan ended with a sad atmosphere.

The Bulls beat the Cavaliers and got the match point.

In Game6, the Cavaliers made it very clear that they wanted to grab the start.

Because if you don't play well at the beginning, the Cavaliers really have no hope.

As a result, the audience saw the Cavaliers made a perfect start with a wave of 22 to 7.

However, the bulls did not panic.

They did two things: continue to play team basketball on the offensive end, each person barely dribbles more than three times, does not stick to the ball, does not stop, relies on passing and running to get opportunities, strengthens breakthrough points, and decisively shoots in the middle and long distances ; On the defensive end, switch defenses. After the Heat pick and roll, switch defenses immediately to ensure that there is someone in front of James.

At the same time, don't let James score suddenly and let him fall into a singles situation.

Sure enough, the Bulls pulled it back little by little.

Bai Weidong's chasing three-pointer overtook the score and shattered the confidence of the Cavaliers.

With 6 minutes and 30 seconds left in the third quarter, Bai Jidong quickly broke through James and completely announced the outcome of the game, and also explained to people: This Bulls are indeed superior to the Cavaliers, they are more qualified than the Cavaliers Representing the Eastern Conference against the seemingly invincible Golden State Warriors.

"Tonight, the White Wolves and the Bulls proved that basketball is always a team-oriented sport. No matter how long it takes, no matter how the player's ability is strengthened, team sports are always repeated."

Compared with the soul-stirring battle of Tianwangshan, the sixth battle of defeating the Cavaliers was less anxious and more fateful.

In this battle, James' stats were higher than Bai Weidong's, but his cavaliers were defeated by the bulls led by Bai Weidong.

Game [-] of the Eastern Conference Finals ended without any surprise.

Before the game ended, the Bulls hugged and shook hands with James and others one by one.

At the end of the game, Hoiberg was back in his seat, with his head buried deep in his arms, without cheering, jumping, or even smiling.

Finally defeated James, the Chosen Son who ruled the East for six full years!
Bai Weidong's mood has long since returned to calm. To him, Eastern Championship is a long-standing title. The last time he won this title was nearly 20 years ago.

Looking back at that time, how much he wanted to lead the Bulls to win this title. Now, he has done it. This is the first time he has done it. Regrettably, this will also be the last time he will do it.

There was neither joy nor sadness on Bai Jidong's face. Looking at the lost knight generals, he walked over and said, "LeBron, goodbye."

James couldn't hide his bitterness, he knew that this was the last time he and Bai Jidong would fight, and in the end, the opponent still won.

In the end, I still couldn't beat him.

"Good luck, Golden State is not easy to deal with. Stephen and Kevin will never let the championship go by this time. They have determination and ability." Finally, James said: "However, I hope you win."

"Oh? Why is that?" Bai Jidong asked with a smile.

James laughed at himself and said: "I lost to you at the age of 40. It is ridiculous, but what if they lose too? Wouldn't it be more ridiculous than me? So I hope you beat Golden State. Will not admit defeat."

"Of course, of course I won't admit defeat." Bai Jidong and James hugged gently, "This time I really want to say goodbye, LeBron."

"Good luck, White Wolf."

At the press conference after the game, Bai Jidong and Butu followed Hoiberg to the reporters.

"What does beating LeBron mean to you?"

Bai already knew that the reporter would definitely ask this question, and immediately said without hesitation: "Did I beat LeBron? I don't think so. Look at our statistics. LeBron's performance is better than mine. It's the Bulls who beat LeBron." Cavaliers, I didn't lose to LeBron, but I didn't win against him either."

Having been in the league for 22 years, Bai Jidong knew how to deal with this kind of question, his answer made no mistakes, the reporter had to ask the next question.

The reporter realized that Bai Jidong didn't intend to release any news that they could make a fuss about, so they shifted their target to the young Butu.

It is said that the layout is like a raging fire, as long as you provoke it a few times, won't it explode one after another?

As a result, Butu didn't know who was drugged with ecstasy. Facing the reporter's question, he just asked three questions, oh, I don't know, is that so, I don't know.
After finishing the press conference, Bai Jidong went to the garage to drive.

He asked Chu Meng and the others to go home first, and drive around by himself. Recently, he has become more and more fond of driving alone.

Won the Pacers, won the Celtics, won the Cavaliers.

Every time he wins an opponent, it means that he is one step closer to his goal, and now, there is only one last opponent left in front of him.

No matter what the result is, this is his terminal, and his 22-year career will end soon.

He thought he was ready, but he wasn't. He wasn't ready. He didn't know what else he could do without basketball.

Arriving at the Punk Bridge again, Bai Jidong stopped, he didn't want to cross the bridge, he just wanted to look at this stalwart building.

"Are you a white wolf?"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in the ear.

Bai Jidong looked at the source of the voice, it was a homeless man, dressed in rags, his face was covered with dust, he was definitely an existence that he avoided at ordinary times.

Now he doesn't want to leave at all. The other party is a person with nothing, and he doesn't worry about this person causing him any trouble.

"Yeah, have you watched my game?" Bai Jidong asked.

The tramp asked: "Who hasn't watched your game?" "I should be happy to say that." Bai Jidong said.

"I heard that you guys won another game tonight, that bastard LeBron is really not your opponent." The tramp said in a tone like a fan.

Bai Jidong originally wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't open his mouth when he was full of words. The other party is indeed a layman with nothing, so why bother to tell him about the mess in his heart?
"You won the game, you should celebrate elsewhere, why are you here alone?"

In fact, the homeless man doesn't care what Bai Jidong is doing here, he just hopes that Bai Jidong will show kindness and give him some money.

If Bai Jidong doesn't give it, there's nothing he can do.

Looking at this person, Bai Jidong has the feeling of "Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want".

Before leaving, Bai Jidong left a ball ticket for the homeless man, he can use this ticket to watch the finals, and he can also sell it to other people for a considerable amount of money.

Then, Bai Jidong returned home, chatted with Chu Meng for a few words, and then went to take a shower and go to bed.

It doesn't feel right to win a game and have no joy, an empty mind.

The next morning, Bai Jidong drove to the Berto Center, took out a ball from the warehouse, and practiced shooting alone.

"Who did I say so early? It turned out to be you." Rondo, who didn't have to participate in the game at all, also appeared.

Bai Jidong didn't even look at him, and continued to shoot, making consecutive shots. This feeling made Rondo envious and jealous.

They are also big hands, why did you shoot so accurately, but I was put three meters away?Is there any reason?Is there still Wang Fa?

"I heard people say that when you first entered the league, you couldn't shoot at all. Is it true?"

Rondo has reached his thirties, and if possible, he still wants to improve his shooting.

In an increasingly fast-paced league where shots matter more and more, a guard without a shot is nothing more than a cripple.

"What? Want to practice shooting? Please, please, I will teach you."

It's rare that I can help Rondo with one thing, and I have to kill this guy's spirit.

Who is Rondo?Known as the fifth giant of the Celtics back then, after the Big Four degenerated due to injuries and age, they even carried the Celtics for a period of time, and dared to claim when training in the team, "I put you in the first place." How could the madman who brought him to the finals lower his posture in front of Bai Jidong and ask for advice because of such a trivial matter?
What happened afterwards convinced Bai Jidong that when a person is pushed into a hurry, he will really do something that is not in line with his nature.

Rondo's eyes gradually softened: "We are teammates."

damn it!This sentence really made Bai Jidong dream back to those days.

Every time Rodman angered Bai Weidong, he would definitely say "We are brothers", but now Rondo just changed the word, but it produced the same effect.

"Honestly speaking, it's really too late for you to improve your shooting now." Bai Jidong's words made Rondo's expression very ugly.

I have talked to this point, you just said this, are you kidding me?Is it fun to play me?Um?

"However." Bai Jidong had a playful expression of "I just want to tease you." "As long as you are skilled, you can also practice good shots with skill."

Rondo asked patiently, "Then what should I do?"

"You shouldn't ask me how to do it here, you should seize all available time to shoot, find the shooting point that suits you, don't be frustrated because you can't make a shot, don't stick to the original posture, just change the shooting posture It needs to be changed." Bai Jidong said.

After a long time, asking is tantamount to asking for nothing.

If you can practice it yourself, why do I ask you?
Rondo sighed, giving up hope for his basket.

Bai Jidong didn't persuade him either, it was his own business, if he didn't have the determination to practice his shooting, what's the use of talking more?
Bai Jidong arrived at the Berto Center an hour earlier than the other players, sweating all over his body during practice, and those melancholy disappeared in the process.

(End of this chapter)