The final time is 7 pm on April 9th, US time, which is morning in China. Since Lu Yu was injured after making a game-killing shot in the last game, domestic fans are very concerned about Lu Yu's situation, so they all arrived early.
Sitting in front of the TV waiting for this game.
Su Qun was walking on the streets of New Orleans when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. The name of the caller displayed was the newly appointed head coach of the Chinese men's basketball team, Wang Fei.
Two days ago, Wang Fei became the head coach of the national team for the second time.
The original head coach Jiang Xingquan almost ruined his reputation at last year's Sydney Olympics because he won first and then lost the match against the French team.
In the 2000 Sydney Olympics, because the Chinese team had three major centers, Yao Ming, Wang Zhizhi and Battelle, many people had great expectations for the Chinese men's basketball team.
At that time, the members of the Liaoning team included Li Xiaoyong and Guo Shiqiang.
However, the results did not meet people's expectations.
In the group stage, against France, the Chinese men's basketball team led by 15 points with more than 7 minutes left in the second half. Unfortunately, French shooter Rigado then hit six consecutive three-pointers, allowing France to reverse.
This defeat caused the Chinese team to fail to enter the quarterfinals and only finished tenth.
The defeat in Sydney caused a public outcry, and coach Jiang Xingquan also left the national team.
Wang Fei took office.
"Hello……"
"Hello, Reporter Su." Wang Fei's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Can I spare your time for a few minutes?"
Su Qun suddenly had a strange feeling, because he used to say this to others, "I'm sorry to take up your time for a few minutes," so that he might be able to get an interview opportunity.
"It doesn't matter, you tell me." In fact, due to the reporter's keen intuition, Su Qun had already guessed what Wang Fei was going to ask and he just pretended not to know.
Sure enough, Wang Fei asked: "Is it true that Lu Yu was injured?"
"Yes." Su Qun confirmed this.
"How's the injury? Is it serious?"
Wang Fei had actually called Lu Chaoyang to ask, but Lu Chaoyang didn't seem to know very well. He also called Lu Yu, but the call never got through, so in desperation, he thought of the person in charge of covering the game in the United States.
Su Qun.
"Not sure." Su Qun shook his head: "I didn't see him when I was interviewing their team yesterday morning, but this afternoon during their field training, I saw from a distance that his wrist was still tied with a fixed plate. Look.
My condition is not good, I don't know if I can play tonight."
"The NCAA games are too intensive." Wang Fei sighed: "I don't even have time to rest when I get injured."
"Yeah, as long as there is a four or five-day rest period like the regular season, maybe Lu Yu's injury will be cured, but the NCAA's semi-finals and finals are all in the same city. In order to take care of the fans, the NCAA league puts this
Four games are scheduled within these few days. Fans are flocking to New Orleans like crazy. I also waited in line for a long time to buy a ticket... I won't tell you, I am rushing to the stadium... Do you think
If you want to know anything, you may not know until I get to the gym...I'll call you later..."
Obviously, Wang Fei's concern for Lu Yu must be because of the Asian Championships in the summer.
Su Qun felt that it was more important to watch the game first.
This game was really full, and we had to wait in line for a long time before entering the stadium. During this time, no less than ten people came up to him and asked if he wanted to sell tickets.
He was stunned when he entered the gym.
There was a sea of people in front of him, and the ticket he bought was not in a good position. Looking over, he could only see a mass of heads. If he hadn't been wearing glasses, he couldn't even see the stadium. The best way to watch the game was to watch the game.
The big screen right above the arena.
What depressed him the most was that he originally thought the fans wearing white uniforms around him were Gonzaga fans, but when he saw the letters on their jerseys, he realized that the ones wearing white jerseys today were the University of Arizona.
Gonzaga University is wearing black jerseys today.
Blake Stepp and others always feel a little uncomfortable wearing black jerseys. They are still not used to seeing their teammates wearing black jerseys.
What makes them even more uncomfortable is that for the first time, Lu Yu is not in their starting lineup.
Everyone is well aware of Lu Yu's situation. Although he could still train with his teammates yesterday, the training was just a running tactic and there was no confrontation at all. Lu Yu's right hand is still tied with a fixed plate. How can he play in the game?
Fortunately, Lu Yu could still sit on the bench instead of lying on the hotel bed watching their game.
Su Qun looked at Lu Yu through the big screen, but he was soon disappointed. Lu Yu was wearing a large sportswear and could not see the condition of his shoulders. He could only see the fixed plate tied to the wrist of his right hand.
Lu Yu tried to hit the basketball with his right hand, but it still hurt a little.
It doesn't look completely healed.
He picked up the basketball and shot with his right hand. The basketball flew out, but he didn't have enough strength. It started to fall far away from the basket. It was a standard three-pointer.
The ball was caught on camera tracking him.
The person in charge of commentating this game is Doug Collins, the commentator of TNT TV station, and the guest commentator they invited is Bill Cartwright, a meritorious player from the Chicago Bulls.
Doug Collins sighed and said helplessly: "It seems that there is something wrong with Lu's hand. If he can't play today, Gonzaga's already weak strength will be greatly reduced. They want to win the game."
It’s much more difficult.”
Lu Yu voted for another one, but it was still a no-stick vote.
Bill Cartwright said: "But obviously Lu Yu is trying to shoot, and I hope he can find a way to play."
Doug Collins shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, he is a player and he should think about his career."
"oh?"
Bill Cartwright smiled and said, "Do you have any thoughts about Lu Yu?"
Doug Collins will become the head coach of the Wizards next season. Everyone in the circle already knows this. In addition to being a meritorious player of the Bulls, Bill Cartwright also has an identity, that is, he is a Bull.
The team's assistant coach.
Doug Collins smiled: "Anyone who sees a player as good as Lu will have some thoughts, right?"
The two of them were playing riddles, but they both knew in their hearts that it didn't matter who they said the team selected.
Michael Jordan has the final say on who the Wizards will draft.
Head coach Tim Floyd has the right to say who the Bulls will choose - Floyd and Bulls general manager Krause have been friends for many years.
On the court, Lu Yu just quietly sat back on the bench, waited for his teammates to finish warming up, and then returned to the locker room with his teammates.
He showed up on the court and made two three-and-done shots, which was the purpose of his appearance.
In the locker room, the morale of all the teammates was obviously low.
Suddenly, Lu Yu stood up and said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, as long as you can hold on in the first half, I will definitely play in the second half, and I will definitely win this game."
Everyone was stunned. They looked at Lu Yu's right hand and had only one thought in their minds: "Can he still fight?"
Mark Foyou also stood up at this time.
"That's right, Lu Yu came to me last night and discussed with me for a long time. He said that he couldn't watch his teammates fighting on the court while he sat off the court alone, and... he showed me his offensive status,
We have to catch our opponent by surprise in the second half of this game!"
"The premise is that you have to hold on in the first half."
The originally low morale of Black and others suddenly soared, and everyone exuded high fighting spirit.
