Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 235 You think you're Rodman?

"Fuck you, Latriel, you're a piece of trash."

Spike Lee stood up and yelled as Sprewell ran past.

He was certain that Sprewell had heard him.

But he doesn't care.

Today is the 14th, and the Knicks are hosting the Bulls.

They already played an away game yesterday, the 13th.

This is also the Knicks' first game against the Bulls this season.

Originally, one was fourth from the bottom in the East and the other third from the bottom; they were two brothers in misfortune, the elder brother not to mention the younger one.

But Sprewell stole the show, scoring a whopping 39 points in yesterday's game and helping the Bulls win.

He made even more outrageous remarks after the match.

"The Knicks are a mess, especially their management. Scott Layden has lost his mind."

He bluntly named names without any hesitation.

"Trading me away was the stupidest decision they ever made."

"They still want to compete for the championship? That's a joke."

"And then there are the Knicks fans, they're never satisfied, they're like those haggling bitches in a motel."

Few players publicly criticize their former teams after being traded.

It's fine to curse a few times behind someone's back; nobody knows, so you can curse however you want.

But he is Sprewell, and his nickname is "The Madman." Carlesimo is the best person to speak about his madness.

These words caused a huge uproar.

People in New York are furious.

Don't you know your own level? If you weren't in New York, would you deserve a multi-million dollar annual salary contract?
They smashed the pot after finishing their meal; I've never seen anyone so ungrateful.

Sprewell had more to say.

I took $20 million in salary from your Knicks, and you have $40 million left. Look me in the eye and tell me, did you give me that?
Furthermore, the fact that I get multi-million dollar contracts is my skill; I'm worth that much.

His words at the pre-match press conference were so offensive they made the New York reporters' livers ache.

While saying he didn't care and that everyone has the right to express their own opinions, Leiden immediately went to find Carlyle behind his back.

He urged them to win this match.

If he loses again, this guy will only get more arrogant!

However, Carlisle had his own ideas.

Since taking over the Knicks, he has led the team in nine games.

After these nine games, Carlisle gradually figured out one thing.

That means Yao Ming's ability is already sufficient. If the Knicks want to go further in the playoffs, the development of role players is more crucial.

As for whether they can make the playoffs?
Carlisle didn't think it was a problem at all.

With nearly 50 games remaining, the Knicks have plenty of time to ramp up their efforts in the second half of the season.

Therefore, he now tries to rotate between 9 and 11 players.

Try to find a balance between winning games and improving team skills.

We also need to consider the core resource consumption.

Yao Ming is prone to stamina issues, and Houston also has a history of knee injuries.

So when the madman scored 36 points in three quarters and the score had widened to 18 points not long into the fourth quarter, he still substituted the starter.

In these two games, Sprewell was in such hot form that it was as if Jordan had possessed him.

Not to mention that today's match is back-to-back.

The home team surrendered, so logically the away team should also substitute their key players.

This is an unspoken rule that is mutually agreed upon.

As a result, Sprewell remained on the court for the Bulls.

With this three-pointer, his score has reached 43 points.

So Spike Lee shouted that sentence.

Shameless, huh? We've already substituted our key players, and you're still going at it on the field.

"What did you say?"

Sprewell immediately stopped and rushed over.

With his fierce expression, he seemed ready to punch Spike Lee at any moment.

With those muscles, one punch from him could send Spike Lee to meet his maker.

The referee, who had just run past the technical table, rushed over and stepped between the two.

Marcus Fizer rushed over immediately and pulled Sprewell back.

Spike Lee showed no fear.

"Am I wrong? You trash, you piece of trash, you rotten person!" He spat as he raised two middle fingers at Sprewell.

Sprewell, like an enraged lion, brandished his fists and hurled insults at Spike Lee.

There was a chorus of support from the stands.

The Knicks fans were already unhappy about the impending loss, and now that the team is acting out in their own home arena, who can tolerate it?

The referee quickly issued a technical foul to Sprewell and gave Spike Lee a stern warning.

Just then, Sprewell, who was being forcibly dragged away, made a hand-locking motion at Spike Lee's throat.

Spike Lee saw it and instantly went berserk.

He did the same thing in the 94 Eastern Conference Finals, standing on the sidelines and trash-talking Miller.

Miller then put both hands on Miller's throat, creating a classic NBA moment.

Although the Knicks ultimately won, Miller exacted revenge on the Knicks the following year with "Miller Time."

That same year, at Ewing's peak, the Knicks lost their chance to contend for the championship, and Riley resigned as head coach.

Since then, the Knicks have never risen again.

In New York, Miller is public enemy number one.

This action instantly ignited the anger of New York fans.

At that moment, DeShawn Stevens's comment, "You should shut up," further enraged Sprewell.

Spike Lee is at least an audience member.

Sprewell was angry and arrogant, but he also knew that beating up the audience was a line that could not be crossed.

But what about the players?
I'm not afraid of you for a second.

He was seething with anger, and taking advantage of Fitzgerald's momentary lapse in concentration, he rushed up to Stevenson and shoved him hard.

He was arrogant, like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

On the Knicks' side, there's a young and ambitious player.

They were all young players in their early twenties, and as soon as they saw their teammate get beaten, they all rushed over.

Swift charged ahead and punched Sprewell right away.

Several players instantly started fighting.

The Knicks fans in the stands were excited, chanting "Kill him!"

A chaotic scene.

Both teams' uniformed staff rushed onto the field.

Tang Sen also rushed forward.

"stop!"

Tang Sen grabbed Swift.

This guy didn't even see who it was. He swung his arm so hard that he almost knocked Tang Sen to the ground.

"Stromeyer, what do you want to do!"

Tang Sen roared and hugged Swift.

Enraged, Swift then realized that it was Tang Sen who was stopping her.

In an instant, the anger vanished as if extinguished by water.

"Stop! Stop it, all of you!" Tang Sen continued to pull people forward.

The players from both sides were gradually separated.

Wallace, having suffered a loss, still wanted to push forward.

"Gerald, what do you think you're doing?" Tang Sen stepped forward and shouted sternly.

Upon seeing that it was Tang Sen, Wallace reluctantly stopped and pointed at the other side, complaining, "Tang, they were the ones who started it."

"go back!"

Tang Sen pointed to the substitutes' bench.

As he spoke, he glared at each of the players.

None of them want to be happy anymore, huh?

He trained with Tang Sen every day and did whatever he was told. It's fair to say that Tang Sen had more authority within the team than Carlisle.

The players returned to the bench, grumbling and cursing.

The conflict has been resolved.

The referee was extremely busy, reviewing the video footage before finally making a decision.

Sprewell and Stevenson were both sent off.

Swift and Trenton Hassell, who later took action, were also sent off.

Both teams' substitutes, including Bender and Marshall, who rushed onto the court after the incident, all received technical fouls.

Sprewell didn't care at all, and even smugly gave the middle finger to the Knicks fans in the stands, provoking them with an arrogant expression that seemed to say, "We won, let's see what you can do to me."

With 5 minutes and 49 seconds remaining in the game, the score difference is 16 points.

Carlisle was both annoyed and helpless, already anticipating the storm that would follow the match.

He glanced at the bench, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Donnell, Fred, you two go up."

Xavi, who had been sitting in the corner of the bench and hadn't rushed onto the field when the incident occurred, paused for a moment, then quickly took off his jacket and walked onto the field.

Jones followed.

"Keep it up," he said with a smile.

Harvey simply nodded slightly: "You too."

The game continues.

The fans in the stands were no longer focused on the field, but were intensely discussing the conflict that had occurred.

But for Xavi on the field, 5 minutes and 49 seconds, which is close to 6 minutes, is a rare achievement.

He clenched his fist silently.

The fingers were wrapped around it.

I was lucky enough to be included in the activation list this time.

Perhaps it's because my recent training has been effective, especially my shooting, which has improved my accuracy.

But Xavi didn't expect to get to play.

Even so, he still wrapped his fingers.

Just like I said, you have to be prepared while waiting for the opportunity.

Six minutes is not bad.

Xavi took a deep breath, stood silently in midfield, and waited for the technical foul penalty.

The Knicks scored one more goal, bringing the lead to 15 points.

The Knicks still had possession of the ball.

The team on the court now consists entirely of substitutes: DeMar Johnson, Fred Jones, Kadrick Brown, Harvey, and Chandler.

Unlike the starting lineup's half-court offense, the Knicks' bench players rely heavily on speed.

At the same time, Carlisle also hopes to instill the Princeton offense's concepts of passing, screening, and cutting into every player.

So Harvey didn't just stand there; he seized the opportunity, rushed out, and covered for Jones.

Jones curls out, receives the pass, and has an opportunity.

However, he didn't rush to show his skills, even though he, like Xavi, didn't get many opportunities to play.

Carlisle once said that, in his eyes, a good performance is not about how many points you score, but whether you can help your team win the game.

He prioritizes teamwork above all else.

So Jones, who was pretending to throw, had already seen an opportunity.

He changed his shot to a pass, feeding the ball to the inside.

Chandler took a step forward and smoothly slammed the ball into the basket.

The elderly Corey Blunt didn't even have time to turn around.

There wasn't even a cheer from the stands; only the DJ up high played a few notes as a gesture of respect.

Marcus Fizer glanced at Harvey very quickly.

He remembered clearly that after the cover, Harvey immediately rushed into the penalty area.

With just one step, he opened his arms and cleverly wedged himself behind his back.

This guy is going for the offensive rebound.

A strong sense of purpose.

Fizer had a vague recollection of Harvey, as if he had seen him at the draft.

Both of them were rookies in 2000.

However, Fizer himself was the 4th pick, enjoying immense success, while Harvey, who was at the end of the first round, was irrelevant; at that time, Fizer was already backstage giving an interview.

The Bulls attack.

Jamal Crawford executed a stylish behind-the-back dribble, attempting to get past Jones.

But it didn't work.

Jones followed with light steps, like a shadow.

Crawford reacted extremely quickly, pulling back and shooting immediately.

But Jones reacted faster.

His legs seemed to be springy, and his powerful leap disrupted Crawford's shot.

A perfect defense.

Rebound!

Fizer, who was near the basket, immediately turned around.

But as soon as he turned around, Harvey spread his arms and blocked him tightly.

Chandler secured the rebound.

Fezer frowned slightly, then turned and ran away.

The score difference is 13 points.

The Knicks are on offense. DeMar Johnson takes a step to the side and launches a three-pointer.

His three-point shooting wasn't great, but during garbage time, he played more casually.

Fizer, who was near the basket, immediately turned around and spread his arms to block the position.

He is slightly less athletic, but physically strong and technically skilled.

After two seasons of development, averaging 12.3 points and 5.6 rebounds per game last season, he has become an important rotation player for the Bulls.

His frame protection is quite good.

He looked up and watched the ball fall towards him.

Just as he leaped into the air, about to grab the backboard, an arm suddenly reached out from behind his head without warning.

Fizer saw the hand extend its fingers and, as if arriving late, flick the ball upwards.

The basketball bounced up again after falling.

Fizer landed, but Harvey behind him jumped up again, faster and more accurately grabbing the basketball.

Fizer was somewhat dazed when he landed again.

No, do you think you're Rodman?

(End of this chapter)