The locker room fight was instigated by Beasley and Haslem. The reason was that the bathroom in the visiting team's locker room was very small and they had to queue up to wash it. Originally, Beasley was in front of the queue, but Haslem directly stepped in.
team, and then the two got into an argument. Haslem said you are a rookie and wait in the back. Beasley said you should be a substitute player and give me some mercy. They argued for a few words and then started fighting.
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After the two men started fighting, Beasley's good friend Chalmers joined the fight with a chair, and Dorell Wright over there also decisively joined in. As a result, the four of them fought in chaos, and the clothes
The room was a mess.
Originally, the other players wanted to persuade them, but when they saw them, they all became red-eyed and howled like pigs. In order to avoid being hurt, they quickly ran to the team bus with their bags, without even taking a shower.
Washed.
When head coach Spoelstra saw the players fighting, he panicked. This was a very serious internal problem. Let the general manager know that he would have to be scolded and might even be dismissed. After all, he wanted to protect the team.
Stability is a particularly important task for the head coach. He was anxious, but he did not dare to break into the locker room to break up the fight, because all kinds of benches and folding chairs were flying around inside. With his small frame, he would be disabled in a few strokes.
Just when Spoelstra was about to call the police in a hurry, Yang Mo ran in. When he saw Yang Mo, he cried with joy. He quickly ran over and held Yang Mo's hand excitedly: "Yang, are you okay?"
Here we are, everyone inside has been beaten to death!"
"What's going on?"
"Go and take a look quickly, someone is going to die!" Spoelstra said anxiously and confusedly, and he almost burst into tears.
Yang Mo saw how nervous he was and heard the crackling sound coming from inside, so he hurriedly ran into the dressing room. As soon as he entered, a chair was thrown at him, and he quickly reached out to block it... Bang! The chair was blocked, and his hand
But it hurt a lot.
However, at this time, I couldn't care about whether it hurt or not. I rushed forward and used brute force to throw the four people away. After stopping the fight, I shouted loudly: "What are you fighting for? What's there to fight for? If you have the guts, follow me."
Want to play?"
Yang Mo roared and immediately shocked the whole audience. Although the four of them were still holding the guys in their hands and looked angry, their actions stopped.
"Yang, you don't know how much this guy is..." Beasley, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth when he saw Yang Mo coming over, quickly pointed at Haslem, who had a bruised nose and face, and complained.
Yang Mo didn't give him a chance to finish his words, and directly stopped him: "Shut up."
Yang Mo yelled, and Beasley subconsciously shut his mouth. Even though he has been the core of the team since he was a child, and even though his draft pick was much higher than Yang Mo, standing in front of Yang Mo, he was so imposing.
He is always a little weaker, as if he was born a younger brother.
"But…"
Beasley wanted to say something else, but Yang Mo pointed to the door and said bluntly: "Now quickly find a towel to cover your head, and then go and sit on the bus."
"But I haven't showered yet!" Beasley whispered.
"Go back to the hotel and wash up!" Yang Mo shouted angrily.
"Oh." Beasley promised, covered his head with a towel, and walked out with his head covered. When Spoelstra at the door saw this scene, he was extremely surprised: "Beasley
Li, this thorny man, actually listens to Yang's words so much? Isn't he just arrogant and arrogant and doesn't look down on anyone?"
"Mario, you go and sit on the bus first." Yang Mo's voice softened a little and he said to Chalmers.
Chalmers nodded, glared at Dorell Wright, turned around and left.
Among these four people, only Chalmers had no injuries on his body, and the others had more or less bruises and bruises on their bodies. It can be seen that when fighting in such a small place, short people still have a great advantage.
After getting rid of the two direct descendants, Yang Mo picked up a folding chair, placed a big golden knife in the middle, sat down, and then said to Spoelstra who was standing at the door visiting: "Close the door!
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When Spoelstra heard this, he closed the door subconsciously. He didn't feel anything was wrong. But after closing the door, he realized: Why should I listen to you? I am the one who belongs to this team.
Is the head coach a good coach?
Being able to make the other party subconsciously obey your orders is the so-called leadership ability.
Obviously, Spoelstra does not have this talent. If he were a commander, his team members would not fight at all. And even if a fight broke out, he would not stand outside and have no countermeasures, just like
It was like watching my wife having an abortion in the operating room.
"Is fighting fun?" Yang Mo in the locker room raised his head and squinted at Hassler and Dorell Wright standing opposite, and asked calmly, feeling like the dean of political education was giving a lecture to bad students who were fighting.
Neither of them said anything, but they lowered their heads subconsciously, feeling as if they had made a mistake.
At this time, they subconsciously regarded Yang Mo as their superior, or leader, even though Yang Mo was just a rookie and they were all senior team veterans.
"I don't want to hear your explanation for why you were fighting, and I don't want to tell Mr. Riley about it. We are all adults. Fighting occasionally is normal and healthy. It is good to release the stress in your heart." Yang Mo
He said very relaxedly: "You are indeed under a lot of pressure tonight, it will be much better if we have a fight."
Yang Mo's words made them relieved. They were also afraid that Pat Riley would know about it, because with Pat Riley's temper, he would definitely impose heavy penalties or even directly trade him out of the team. Yang Mo's words undoubtedly made them nervous and worried.
Their hearts relaxed. And the words that followed really spoke to their hearts. Although their bodies suffered from the fight, it hurt here and there. But the depressed mood was indeed much better, and the things in their hearts were
A lot of frustration was released.
"Although I don't know why you are fighting, and of course, I don't want to know. But... I will never allow it to happen again. Whoever fights next time will play with me and see who can take out the other person's brains first.
I’m not afraid of the bone marrow being punched out! If you have the seed, just do it!”
Yang Mo continued to lecture like this, but the two of them remained silent, but they felt fear in their hearts. They were not afraid of fighting with Beasley, but they would not dare to have such thoughts when fighting with Yang Mo. This guy is too poisonous, and he will attack
Just beat him to death, they don't dare to compete with such a person.
"Also, I can choose to forget about you isolating me tonight. But the prerequisite is that I want to see your desire for victory. In these games without Dwyane, I am the core. You can feel dissatisfied.
, but you must cooperate with me in your actions, otherwise...Marion's today is your tomorrow, and you have heard what Mr. Riley said."
Yang Mo said this and said nothing more. He picked up his bag from the cabinet and walked out. When he opened the door, Spoelstra, who had been leaning on the door to eavesdrop, almost stumbled.
He didn't fall to the ground, it was Yang Mo who held him up.
He looked a little embarrassed, but Yang Mo didn't laugh at him, but patted his shoulder and strode out.
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