The Knicks lost the game against the Pistons by 7 points in the end. Second place Milicic continued to maintain his myth, scoring 27 points, 12 rebounds, 3 assists and 2 blocks, while the Knicks only had Kok Xinri.
Qi's 14 points and 11 assists were impressive. Luke Walton had just scored 7 points and 5 assists when he was thrown onto the bench by Patrick Ewing. Jose Calderon, who only got ten minutes of performance time, had poor statistics.
High, but the efficiency value is amazing, contributing 3 points and 5 assists in ten minutes.
In the entire game, the Knicks had a total of 32 assists, which is far higher than the average of the NBA's thirty teams' single-game assists.
Obviously, one game can sometimes get what one needs. For example, Blake Dolan was able to use this game to determine three rhythms.
Of course, in fact, the rhythm on the court in the summer league is very illusory. A group of rookies are trying hard to express themselves and may forget the coach's instructions. However, the Knicks' rhythm in this game is divided into three types.
, The first type, when Kirk Hinrich is on the court, the entire team runs tactics around him. With the ball in his hand, whether scoring or passing, he must first ensure his core. The second rhythm, he
After coming off the court, Luke Walton didn't need to say anything. He just used his timing and passing skills to bring the Knicks players into his rhythm. He didn't need to take a lot of shots or control the ball all the time.
When the basketball is in his hands, he will make a reasonable distribution of the ball based on his own judgment on the court. In the third rhythm, after Jose Calderon came on the court, he did not feel as unfamiliar as when European players entered the NBA.
, On the contrary, he tried hard to integrate into the team. He was very stable and did not express himself too quickly. When he had the ball for half the time, his first choice was not to pass the ball out immediately, but to observe and take a few seconds.
Observing placement and movement, and then passing the ball to teammates he thinks are suitable to receive the ball. Simply put, this 21-year-old kid is trying to read the game on the court.
"Guys who are born to fit into the Princeton matrix!" This is the only comment Blake Dolan had on the three players after the game.
If the Knicks didn't need a strong defensive center, Blake Dolan would even want to keep Kirk Hinrich.
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After watching the game and rejecting the advice of Charles Oakley's rascal old dog to go to MGM to see a strip show, Blake Dolan flew back to New York directly.
If he needs to participate in the team's summer league, then he will be exhausted as a head coach. Summer is the head coach's vacation, and only rookies need to prove themselves.
At this moment, Black Dolan deliberately ignored the fact that he was also a rookie.
But before he could leave the airport, his cell phone rang, and a voice he didn't expect rang:
"Blake! Long time no see!"
"Hello! General!" Black Dolan said, holding the phone in one hand.
On the other end of the phone was his old boss, Brigadier General Martin Dempsey, no, now it was Major General.
"Sheldon gave me your new phone number, otherwise I wouldn't know how to find you." Martin Dempsey said.
"I guess you didn't come to me to persuade me to return to the army and continue serving." Black Dolan said as he walked out of the airport.
"Of course, but there are some things I hope you can stand up for. You know, every year a large number of soldiers retire due to disability or mental illness. Their lives are miserable, sick, poor and even lonely. I and a few old guys convened
A cocktail party, to put it simply, is to gather a group of rich people and ask them to donate to our retired soldiers who are living hard lives. We need an image, Blake, you are the best candidate." Martin Dempsey said on the phone.
"Do you want me to put on camouflage uniforms and tell those rich people that I can be self-reliant now?" Blake Dolan said...
"I know it's a bit embarrassing, but among my soldiers who retired due to injuries, you are the only one suitable to appear at this reception. Do you want El to push his wheelchair by himself, touch his broken leg, and talk dirty at the reception? Maybe because
Do you want to give yourself a shot when you are addicted to drugs?" Martin Dempsey said: "They were once my outstanding soldiers like you, but now, although you live a comfortable life and are well-known in the United States, they are still your comrades-in-arms.
Together you dodged bullets in the trenches of Afghanistan and leafed through Playboy magazines in a tent."
"Okay, I agree! You convince me every time!" Blake Dolan interrupted Martin Dempsey.
"Because I am your boss, I know what you care about. By the way, your father will also attend this cocktail party!" Martin Dempsey said with a smile.
"You are such an excellent boss, General! Let me stand at the reception and try to take money out of my dad's pocket!" Black Dolan said: "When?"
"If you return to the airport now, you can still catch a plane taking off for Washington right away." Martin Dempsey said.
"Are you following me?" Black Dolan stopped.
"No, no need to follow, turn around and look at the other side of you!" Martin Dempsey hung up the phone.
Blake Dolan turned around, and at the airport entrance, Martin Dempsey and Sheldon Cooper, dressed in casual clothes, were standing there.
"It's time to take off, Captain!" Martin Dempsey said, flicking the New York Yankees baseball cap in his hand at Blake Dolan.
"Oh!" Black Dolan shook his head, walked towards the two of them, and said, "But I haven't had time to check my equipment yet!"
"You are a soldier of the 101st Airborne Division. You can land without a parachute! There is no difficulty that can stop the 101st Airborne Division!" Martin Dempsey said with a smile, and hugged Blake Dolan.
"Traveling incognito? You are now a senior general in the Pentagon. Be careful of being captured by foreign spies at the airport!" Black Dolan said with a smile.
"Hey! No matter how high an old man's military rank is, he always has to have his own fun! I haven't watched a baseball game for many years. This time, I told them that I had to fly to New York on business, and then I watched a baseball game by the way.
Baseball game," Martin Dempsey said with a smile.
"Maybe they'll take that star off your shoulder!" Black Dolan said: "I haven't congratulated you yet, Mr. Major General!"
"I still love that fucking old bastard voice you yelled at me on the walkie-talkie in Afghanistan!" Martin Dempsey said.
"Do you need me to change clothes?" Black Dolan looked at his suit and asked.
"You have retired. It doesn't matter what you wear. What is important is that at the reception, you have to tell those rich people what you and your comrades who retired due to injuries have experienced and what they are going through now." Martin Dempsey said.
