Kobe Bryant through time

Chapter 113 Watching from the sidelines

Outside the hotel, a man with a panicked look helped a man with a bruised face and ran out, turning back and running towards the hotel from time to time. After running for two streets, they turned into a crowded square. They stopped down.

Ling Yu bent over, panting, his face turned pale.

"Hey, you are courting death."

Fisher touched the sore corner of his mouth, and said unwillingly, "They're looking for death." As he spoke, Fisher's expression became tangled, as if he was really in pain.

"Damn it, if you don't stop me, I'll definitely beat him into a pig's head."

Fisher spoke angrily, complaining about Ling Yu.

Damn it, I don't think he will be beaten into a pig's head!

Ling Yu frowned, glared at Fisher, and said lightly: "Okay, go back quickly, it will be difficult when they chase after you."

With that said, Ling Yu pulled Fisher into the car on the side of the road.

It was late at night when we got back to the hotel, and everyone was basically asleep.The corridor was quiet, with dim lights, but there was a sense of terror.

Ling Yu gently pushed open the door of his room, walked in slowly, and carefully inspected the inside to make sure that Eddie, a dead pig, was drooling, and Ling Yu's heart eased.

"Fisher." Ling Yu called out to Fisher softly, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you sleep here with me."

Fisher touched the wound on his face, moved his nose slightly, and whispered, "Then where do you sleep?"

Ling Yu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then you should go back to your room." Then, Ling Yu pushed Fisher lightly, and reminded in a low voice: "Be careful, don't expose yourself."

Fisher frowned, and said softly, "Sleep first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." As he spoke, Fisher covered his face and walked over slowly, muttering from time to time.

"NND, the attack is really fucking heavy, it hurts me to death."

Do you know it hurts?

Ling Yu rolled his eyes at Fisher, but his mood calmed down.He smiled and walked in lightly.

The next day, Fisher's face became even more swollen, and the pig's head could not be described, but a dead pig's head could be used as a metaphor.Looking at Fisher's poor look, it seems that he is in severe pain.

However, this is nothing.I don't know which paparazzi stayed up in the middle of the night, and the next day he talked nonsense and gossip about Ling Yu and Fisher fighting, and he didn't forget to add fuel to it.More importantly, these things have made headlines in the newspapers, which shows how much the media value this.

It's just that Del didn't want to see it.

"Damn it." Del's face darkened, and he yelled angrily: "I have nothing to do when I'm full, fight. You fucking want to fight and find Tyson."

"Can't beat it."

Ling Yu lowered his head and whispered back.

"What?" Del frowned, glared at Ling Yu, and shouted angrily, "What? Are you still not convinced?"

Ling Yu shuddered, and hurriedly said, "No, no."

Damn, this old man's fury is better than a lioness in heat.

"Humph!"

Del snorted angrily, glared at Ling Yu, then looked at Fisher who was touching his face, and said angrily, "Do you know it hurts?"

Fisher didn't dare to make a sound. Hearing Del's scolding, his hands couldn't help shaking, and accidentally touched the red and swollen nose again.

"what!"

Fisher groaned in a low voice, which drew Del's eyes again.

"Damn it." Del yelled and roared angrily, "Give me something like this at this time, do you still want to play?"

"Think!" Fisher covered his face and looked at Del cautiously.

"Miss you, uncle." Del roared angrily, stared at Ling Yu and the others angrily, snorted coldly, and said, "The story about you has been widely spread, and the team management also knows about it. You just wait to be punished!"

With a stab in his heart, Ling Yu carefully asked, "What could that be?"

"Are you asking me?" Del roared angrily, "I don't want to know."

With that said, Del walked out of the room angrily with a dark face.

It's over now, no matter where the fight is put, it's not a trivial matter, this time it's really suspended.

As expected, within half an hour, the Lakers management's penalty notice for Ling Yu and Fisher came down.

Del pushed open the door angrily, walked in angrily, threw the documents in his hand on the bed, and shouted: "You can pack up and go back to fishing."

"Humph!"

Del snorted coldly, and walked out with a dark face.

Bedding?This is not true, is it.

Ling Yu froze for a moment, quickly picked up the document on the bed, and looked up.At this time, Fisher also leaned over and asked anxiously in a low voice, "How is it, how is it?"

Ling Yu frowned, rolled his eyes at Fisher, and said angrily, "It's suspended, what else can I do?"

"How many games?"

"Damn it, it's fair." Ling Yu murmured softly, and said angrily, "6 games. Really, I'm telling you to talk too much."

Fisher smiled bitterly, and said embarrassedly: "How did I know there would be paparazzi, besides, they were the first to do it, and you saw it too."

"I saw your sister."

Ling Yu shouted loudly, stood up, and shouted at Fisher: "Go back and pack your things."

Fisher froze for a moment, then asked suspiciously: "Really go back to fish?"

"Looking for death?" Ling Yu frowned, and shouted, "Catch the plane to Houston."

"Aren't we suspended by the team? Still going?"

Ling Yu's face darkened, stared at Fisher, and shouted: "Damn it, it's the team's suspension, not the league."

Fisher was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Ling Yu dully, only to recover after a while.

"forgotten."

Fisher muttered, and ran out regardless of the exposed pig's face.

It is common for NBA players to cause trouble outside, and the team's approach to this is generally to criticize internally. It is not a big deal to let the troubled player sit on the bench for a few days and then pass away.

However, the matter of Ling Yu and Fisher made headlines overnight. Due to the pressure of public opinion, the Lakers management had to impose heavy penalties on Ling Yu and Fisher to ease the pressure from the outside world.It is said that it is suspended for 6 games, but the team management has planned it long ago, and they will be allowed to play after two games.And those so-called suspensions are just pretending, and they can't be taken seriously.

However, the appearance should be done, and it can't be too fake.So, Del gritted his teeth, endured the entanglement in his heart, and pushed Ling Yu and Fisher on the bench.Although they are all benches, there are differences. Ling Yu's bench is at the Toyota Center, while Fisher's bench is at the hotel where the Lakers stay.

The same people, why is there such a gap?

Ling Yu thought for a while, and thought to himself: This is an image problem.

In this ball, the Lakers are a guest at the Toyota Center to face the arch-enemy Rockets.

Without O'Neal, the Lakers' inside line is compared with the Rockets, that is, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. The Lakers can only look up.

"Zone defense." Delhei looked sullenly, looked at the Lakers players around, and said lightly: "Nate goes around to defend Olajuwon, Campbell must smash Barkley, and the others keep the outside line. Double-team and close the door, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded.

Del slowed down and said, "This time, the main focus is on the outside. The ball needs to be passed more. If there is an open shot, don't hesitate."

Del took a deep breath and said lightly: "Go on the court and play hard."

Saying that, Del walked back with his head down, his expression was very lonely, and there was a trace of helplessness.

Isn't this embarrassing me? Just these people, how do you tell me to use them?
Thinking of this, Del's eyes were full of sorrow, he sighed deeply, and shook his head helplessly.

The game started. The Rockets with Barkley and the big dream came up and attacked the Lakers inside. Before halfway through the first quarter, Knight got his second personal foul.

The starting center received two fouls before the end of the first quarter. According to common sense, the coach would replace him with a soy sauce party and carry it for half a quarter.However, Del didn't mean to replace Knight. He was ashen-faced, staring at the court motionlessly, with endless loneliness in his eyes.

Ling Yu looked at Del, and reminded in a low voice: "Call timeout!"

Del smiled bitterly and said, "Is it useful to call a timeout?"

In Del's eyes, Ling Yu saw disappointment and helplessness.

"The ball is playing like this, how else can I arrange tactics?"

Del's disappointment didn't come out of thin air. He also wanted to fight and maybe win.So, Dell watched the Rockets game video all night, carefully watching every detail, hoping to find a strategy to deal with the enemy and find a tactic suitable for the current Lakers.

But now
Del smiled wryly, very helpless and disappointed.

The offensive end is hesitant. No one can hold the ball or attack with the ball. Forget about it. When I am in an open position and get the ball, I dare not shoot, but choose to pass the ball. This is still useful. Are you planning a strategy?
Let’s talk about defense, the zone defense that was agreed upon, but now it’s a one-man fight, and it was torn apart by a strong attack from a Rockets player. Is it necessary?
Del smiled helplessly and said, "Say, what tactics should I deploy?"

Ling Yu frowned and said, "Let Eddie take the ball and attack."

"Eddie?" Del took a deep breath and said, "This may be a way."

"Eddie's breakthrough and mid-range and long-range shooting are good." Ling Yu said: "In this case, I think he should be allowed to attack with the ball more, which will be better."

Del's face darkened slightly, he thought for a moment, looked at Ling Yu, seemed to think of something, and shouted: "The best way is, don't cause trouble for me again."

Damn it, those are all in the past tense, why not mention them?
Ling Yu's face darkened as well, and he said in embarrassment, "I've already been punished, don't you need to mention it?"

Del snorted coldly, and shouted at Ling Yu: "It's called a timeout."

"OK"

Ling Yu responded and walked quickly towards the rostrum.

(End of this chapter)