Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 350 Sorry, Rick, we're too strong and you've been disappointed.

Because of the celebrations, Yao Ming arrived at the post-game press conference a little late.

It wouldn't be appropriate for him, the new king of New York, not to attend such a big day.

As soon as he sat down, reporters bombarded him with questions, asking if Yao Ming knew about Carlisle's attempts to lose games during the season.

Yao Ming, who was still adjusting the microphone, suddenly froze.

Trying to lose?

Who?
Has Silas started accusing the Knicks of fixing a game again?

Surely not, we've won by so many points today.

Crack, crack!
Flashes went off incessantly, and Yao Ming's bewildered and surprised expression was captured by the cameras.

By this point, all the reporters knew, but Yao Ming probably really didn't.

In an instant, all the reporters sensed that a major news story was about to unfold.

It seems that Carlisle's previous remarks were not just empty talk in an attempt to show off like his older brother Bird.

A head coach who doesn't think about winning but plans to lose—if that's not big news, then what is?

Seeing Yao Ming looking bewildered on stage, the Chinese reporters present quickly spoke up and repeated Carlisle's earlier words.

Especially the reason why Carlisle tried to lose.

The concern is that if the team keeps winning, the players won't be able to handle the pressure.

He was speaking Chinese, and at an extremely fast pace.

At this point, Yao Ming finally understood. While realizing why the reporter was so excited, he was also quite shocked.

He really didn't know about this.

He instinctively wanted to speak, but then suddenly shut up.

With his high emotional intelligence and intelligence, he immediately realized that if he said anything wrong at this moment, it could be a media storm for Carlisle and the Knicks.

After a quick thought, Yao Ming said, "I didn't know about this situation, but I can understand Rick's actions."

First, take sides and make your stance clear.

Regardless of what Carlisle has done, he is now the team's head coach and a good one. As the team's core player, I must not go against the head coach.

Seeing all the reporters looking at him, Yao Ming said in a sentimental tone, "Guys, last season, we unfortunately lost the game in Game 7. My teammates trained hard all summer."

"Because we were all thinking that we had to work even harder to win the championship. But to be honest, at the beginning of this season, we really didn't think we could be so successful."

“We won the first game, the second game, and then we just kept winning.”

"I think not only us players, but also the coaching staff did not expect us to be this strong."

"At that time, our mindset was very simple: we would win as far as we could. We never thought we could keep winning because it was too incredible. Nobody would think anyone could do it."

“I think that’s what Rick was thinking, and he’s right. The pressure will only increase as we go on. You don’t know, I didn’t get a good night’s sleep before today’s game.”

Yao Ming pointed to himself.

Only he knows whether it's true or not.

Yao Ming continued, "I couldn't help but think about what would happen if we lost this game today. We would disappoint all the fans who support us and make all our efforts throughout the previous season meaningless."

"The pressure is immense, so I can really understand Rick. He's the head coach, he's focused on the big picture of the team, and his goal is the championship."

"Therefore, I not only understand, but also approve of his approach."

Yao Ming finished speaking.

The American journalists in the audience were still processing his words, searching for any newsworthy moments.

The Chinese journalists present reacted very quickly, taking the lead in applause.

As soon as they clapped, the other reporters instinctively followed suit.

Yao Ming breathed a sigh of relief and added, "Most importantly, we didn't lose. Sorry, Rick, I'm sorry to have disappointed you."

He also cleverly delivered a joke from afar.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The team's head coach was deliberately trying to lose the game, but the players were unaware and still managed to win.

If we put ourselves in that situation, who knows what Carlyle's feelings were?

This question was thus resolved with Yao Ming's perfect answer.

The reporters exchanged glances, and a reporter from Cleveland raised his hand, asking Yao Ming for his evaluation of James' performance.

"evaluate?"

Yao Ming continued to stir things up, exclaiming, "I'm only a sophomore, and you expect me to evaluate other players?"

The reporter who asked the question was taken aback.

I thought to myself, how can that be the same? You're only a sophomore and you've already become a superstar, averaging a triple-double every game this season, the second-best player in history.

Seeing the reporter persist, Yao Ming thought for a moment and said, "I remembered a saying, I won't say who said it, but I think it's quite suitable for the present, that is, the future belongs to him."

These were the words Duncan said to Brown back then.

Brown had mentioned it to Yao Ming, so Yao Ming knew about it.

Now, it's being given to James.

He's only 19, let him train for another two years.

After answering two more pointless questions, Yao Ming hurriedly left the post-game press conference.

Carlisle tried to lose, and he actually did it – that's some serious news.

The key point is that Yao Ming really didn't know, nor did he notice anything.

Recalling the 40-win game against the Magic, he didn't think Carlisle had done anything behind the scenes.

Carlyle's words caused a stir that went far beyond that.

Silas found out too.

At the post-game press conference, Silas was prepared to feign misery in an attempt to salvage his reputation after such a poor record in his first season as head coach of the Cavaliers.

Who would have thought we'd get such a big surprise?

His instinctive reaction was that he was right; the Knicks were throwing the game.

But the words stuck in his throat.

He saw his son frantically waving and shaking his head at him in the corner. Fearing his father was talking nonsense, Stephen Silas followed him.

Upon hearing from the reporter that Carlisle was trying to lose, he knew he was in trouble.

Fortunately, Silas held back.

You can't fall into the same pit twice.

So, faced with the reporters' encouraging looks, Silas calmly replied, "Rick is probably joking, after all, they won."

You won, so what the hell are you talking about wanting to lose?

The reporter looked disappointed; he had been hoping Silas would say something strong to make the story more sensational.

Silas didn't dare linger and quickly left.

Silas only dared to speak the truth in front of his son, and then launched into a tirade of complaints.

Even if you win the game, but you didn't play your best and were still thinking about losing, that's disrespectful to your opponent.

“Alright, Dad, this has nothing to do with us,” Stephen Silas advised.

Don't always disrespect your opponents. When they respect you, it's when they create the biggest point difference in history.

Inside the home team's locker room.

The place was a mess, and Tang Sen was soaked in champagne.

At this point, Ryden, who had left, returned and searched everywhere for Carlisle.

I didn't see anyone.

Leiden hurriedly pulled Tangsen, Thibodeau, and the others aside to ask if they knew about Carlisle's attempt to lose the game.

Tang Sen was startled and asked in surprise, "Rick really said that?"

what do you think.

This is something that can't be said in public.

It's like a team tanking to try and get the number one draft pick. The whole world knows why you're doing this, but you can't say it yourself. You have to say that you're trying to win, but the opponents are too strong and you can't win.

Leiden looked annoyed.

Upon hearing the news, his first reaction was shock.

Carlisle made this decision without consulting me.

If you don't want to win completely, you should have said so earlier, and I would have replaced you sooner.

Fortunately, the team was too strong, and we couldn't lose even if we wanted to.

Now that you've won all your regular season games, created a miracle, and the matter is in the past, why are you still bringing it up?

He just wanted to leak the secret, to show off, to tell the whole world, "Look, I wanted to lose, but I didn't. How awesome is that?"

So even after calming down and understanding why Carlisle made this decision, Leiden still couldn't understand why Carlisle would reveal such information.

"Everyone, don't tell the media anything," Leiden instructed before hurriedly leaving to find Carlisle.

The remaining people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Tedsky slapped his forehead, ran to rummage through the trash can, and found the note that Carlisle had thrown away earlier.

Upon opening it, I found only some words of encouragement for the players.

The group exchanged glances, and Kruger remarked, "Rick is an honest man."

Tang Sen thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After much thought, I realized that I was simply too upright and felt that if I didn't speak up, I would be letting down the players who had worked so hard all season.

But Tangsen still felt that Carlisle was a bit impulsive.

Thibodeau lowered his voice and said, "There's no point in discussing this now."

The words have already been spoken; there's no going back.

“I’m worried about the players.” He turned and glanced at the players, who were all arguing amongst themselves.

The players are working hard to win, and the head coach is sabotaging them. That doesn't make sense.

"And Rick, I'm afraid this will affect him and our chances of winning the championship."

It's still unknown how the media and fans will react.

If the reaction is strong and there's a chorus of condemnation, what if Renden fires Carlisle to quell the anger?

Changing the head coach at such a crucial moment in the championship race has shaken morale.

Tang Sen frowned.

So Tang Sen really thought Carlisle acted impulsively.

Or perhaps he's just too straightforward. He has his own understanding and principles when it comes to basketball, and he doesn't tolerate any nonsense.

Seeing that the group was in low spirits, Tang Sen said, "Don't worry, I think everything should be fine."

“We won, and you have to believe the media, this is New York.”

As the saying goes, after entering the pass, great Confucian scholars will naturally come to debate the classics for me.

Don't worry about the process, just look at the result.

The Knicks were undefeated in the regular season, that's enough.

Most importantly, this is New York, and we must have faith in the fighting spirit of the New York media.

They really know how to call black white.

There's also the league.

A glorious season cannot be marred by such blemishes.

The fact that Tangsen could sit down with Stern and discuss who would get the number one draft pick showed that he had already seen through the true nature of this league.

The league is striving to deliver the most exciting games, but these are the kinds of exciting games the league wants—games that help them make money.

Therefore, Tang Sen felt that this matter was not a big problem.

On the contrary, it was Carlyle.

By doing this, he made himself seem a bit out of place.

You did some things, said some inappropriate things, and now you're afraid they'll bounce back and hit you.

(End of this chapter)