1197: C1197 Half of the Match Ended

C1197 Half of the Match Ended

He's always believed in team basketball, basketball is a five-man sport, not a one-man thing that can be hated the most in his coaching career is hero basketball.

Unless you had the ability to convince him to play alone or had the ability to turn the tides of the battle, you would obediently play as a team.

"What is Kyle doing? Doesn't he know that coaches hate to fight one-on-one?"

On the field, a few players who were usually close to Kuzma saw the ugly expression on the coach's face. They were all worried for Kuzma. If this continued, they were afraid that their positions would only get lower and lower. They were gradually marginalized. They were strong and strong, Big Brow Bro. Leonard was offending the head coach of the team. He was also obediently placed on the bench.

Kuzma, who was on the field, was no different from him. He was still doing what he was doing.

"Stinking brat!"

Dwight Howard, who always believed in Happy Basketball, was also full of anger. Every time he squeezed into the inner line and found a good opportunity, he stretched out his hand to ask for the ball, but he could not get a response.

Once or twice, he could bear with it, but after so many times, he really could not bear to watch.

"Since this guy likes to play alone so much, then let him play alone is good enough."

Cousins sneered and directly left the inner line and went outside.

Everyone in the alliance knew that the big guy who attacked from the outer line was famous for his poor performance. Especially the big guy who was in the middle. When he saw Cousins retreat to the outer line, the defensive team of the stabs chose to give up and turned their attention to the inner line.

Although Dwight Howard did not retreat fully, he also took a step back and the inner line became spacious.

Without Cousins and Howard's involvement, the stabs' defense team focused all their attention on Kurzma.

Facing the defense of the horse stinger team, the pressure on Kurzma instantly increased. The attack began to stumble and the momentum of the scoring slowed down.

The Spurs took this opportunity to madly chase after the points. The originally close to 20 points difference was directly reduced to 11 points, and it was still continuing to shrink.

"Stop!"

Vogel raised his eyebrows and called for the team members to come to his side.

"Kuzma, come down and rest first."

Vogel pointed his spearhead at Kuzma and put him back on the bench.

"Coach, I..."

Kuzma was a little anxious. This was a rare opportunity, and he didn't want to miss it.

"I don't want to hear it. Just sit on the bench, or just pack up and leave!"

Although Vogel was easy to talk to most of the time, he sometimes became serious and strict.

Kuzma trembled and did not dare to make a sound.

"Bradelli, you go."

Vogel pointed at Bradelli, who was beside him.

"Yes."

Bradelli nodded and took off his coat. He started to tidy up his clothes and got ready to go on stage.

The pause quickly ended, and the match continued.

Although the Lakers did not have Kuzma, and their scoring efficiency instantly dropped a lot, they still maintained the advantage of having eleven points in the lead. Moreover, the teamwork of the team was relatively smoother, and apart from Lin Cheng and a few others, each of them had their own scoring points.

After the second quarter ended, the difference between the scoring points was once again increased to fifteen points.2

"Everyone, it's been hard on you. Have a good rest."

Seeing the scene he wanted, Vogel finally smiled. He brought his team members back to the lounge and prepared to formulate the following battle tactics.

In the Spurs lounge.

After falling 15 points in half, all the Spurs' team members had ugly expressions on their faces.

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