On November', the game between the Rockets and Bobcats will still be held at the Toyota Center.
Before this game, the Rockets had lost five games in a row, including a loss to a weak team like the Hornets, and their momentum had hit rock bottom. The entire Houston seemed to be immersed in a solemn atmosphere.
The Bobcats, on the other hand, had a record of 10 wins and 2 losses in November, and recently won seven consecutive games with great momentum. They went to Houston with a murderous spirit, determined to take away a victory at the Toyota Center.
Head coach McHale attended the pre-game press conference with Harden. The reporters’ questions ranged from “You have lost five games in a row, how are you going to win this game?” and “What do you think about the Bobcats’ recent performance?”
"Look" and so on. McHale and Harden also responded with some meaningless words on the scene.
The reporters really couldn't ask anything from them, and gradually, fewer and fewer people asked questions. After half an hour, not a single reporter raised his hand anymore. McHale was very satisfied and was ready to say symbolically, "What if?"
It’ll be over if no one asks any questions.” Then he turned and left. But when he said this, in the far corner of the venue, there was a reporter with black-rimmed eyes who looked like an intern and raised his hand.
The intern did not have a press pass and was not allowed to enter the conference venue according to regulations. But he still borrowed a press pass from a friend and sneaked in.
Naturally, McHale didn't know that he had sneaked in. After frowning slightly, he raised his hand to indicate that the intern could ask questions.
The intern stood up excitedly and looked around. When he saw no other reporters from his newspaper, he boldly said: "Head coach, the performance of Chinese language in the previous two games was very good. Will you consider adding more words in this game?"
His playing time?"
When McHale heard this question, his casual gaze fell back on the intern's face. After taking a closer look, he finally recognized that this was the reporter who had been entangled with Wen Hao's question in two consecutive press conferences and questioned his employment.
, his face suddenly became much colder, and he looked at the intern coldly, with no intention of answering.
The surrounding reporters saw that McHale looked unkind to the interns. They all turned to look at the interns with doubts and ridicule.
Under so many eyes, the intern was a little embarrassed, but he still mustered up the courage and continued to ask: "Coach, can you answer this question? Will Wen Hao increase his playing time?"
McHale's expression became even colder. He stared at the intern and his tone was extremely cold: "No, I will not increase his playing time."
The intern was a little timid when McHale saw him, but he still asked the last question: "That means he can still only play seven minutes in this game?"
"No, not even a minute."
McHale spoke with a stiff tone. After saying this, he stood up suddenly, pushed away his chair, and walked towards the exit.
The intern stood there, feeling the disdainful looks of the reporters around him, and felt a little timid. However, this was not what disappointed and scared him the most. What disappointed and scared him the most was that Wen Hao could not play.
More than an hour later, the game between the Rockets and Bobcats officially started at the Toyota Center. The two commentators also became busy.
A commentator said: "The Rockets have a very good record this season, with 13 wins and six losses. Although the Bobcats have a very good record, their overall strength is far inferior to the Rockets. Although they have recently won six consecutive victories,
These six teams are all weak teams, and in the Rockets' five-game losing streak, four of them are considered top teams, so I am still optimistic about the Rockets in this game."
"The Bobcats are playing at a fast pace this season, and the Rockets are also at a fast pace, but in comparison, the Rockets are faster than the Bobcats, and the Rockets have Warcraft inside. Whether it is offense or defense, their efficiency is higher than that of the Bobcats.
.So I am also optimistic about the Rockets in this game."
When head coach McHale heard the words of the two commentators, his face, which had always been cold, finally showed signs of melting. But before his face completely melted, the words of the two commentators made it freeze again.
"The Rockets' main force is certainly very strong, and their substitutes are also good. China's No. 11 has a hot touch and has secured his position as the first substitute. And their ten-day short contract player, No. 5 Wen Hao from China,
These two performances were also very good, and I think McHale will definitely increase his playing time tonight."
"Although his speed is slow and his style of play seems to be incompatible with the Rockets system, if he is used as a substitute, he should play a big role. I think McHale should really consider letting him into the rotation."
After hearing these two sentences, McHale glared at the commentator bitterly: No. 5, No. 5, No. 5, the Rockets only have No. 5? Everyone mentioned No. 5 to me, Morey wanted him to play, reporters wanted him to play,
Now even your commentators want him to play, are you all crazy? I have long said that his style of play is not suitable for the Rockets, but you still say it over and over again. Well, you want him to play, right? I will give it to you.
Don't let him play. Not only won't he be allowed to play tonight, but he won't be allowed to play in the future either!
Time goes by slowly and quickly. In the blink of an eye, the game has reached the second half of the third quarter. At this time, the Rockets are 5 points behind the Bobcats.
"I really didn't expect that the Rockets would have such a difficult game. Now that their main players have exhausted their physical strength, they have to take a rest. It's time for the substitutes to come on," said a commentator.
"In other words, it's time for the Chinese group to come on stage, and it's time for No. 5, right?" Another commentator said with a smile.
There was a small group of fans on the sidelines who vaguely felt that it was time for No. 5 to come on the court. In the past two games, whenever the Rockets fell behind or the score was close, No. 5 would come on the court and use his magical
The assist helped the Rockets take the lead. Now, it is the time when No. 5’s passing ability is needed.
However, when the Rockets' substitute lineup came on the field, the fans did not see No. 5 at all. This surprised them. But they did not care too much. After all, No. 5 was only a player with a ten-day short contract, and it was only a player with a ten-day short contract.
He only performed slightly in two games and is not worthy of the fans always remembering him.
However, the commentators on the sidelines were very surprised. They were confused as to why McHale didn't send No. 5, who had performed well in the first two games, at this time. They looked at McHale with doubts, and saw McHale looking at the court with his arms crossed.
on, with a sneer on his lips.
Seeing McHale's sneer, both of them were startled, and then they understood. They knew McHale very well, and this kind of sneer meant that McHale was going to confront everyone. Experts, reporters, and others
A small number of fans hope that No. 5 will play, but McHale will definitely not let him play. He is such a stubborn old man.
Morey in the audience also saw McHale's sneer. He shook his head and smiled helplessly at the boss Alexander beside him. Alexander also sighed. Although he is the boss, he is in charge of business.
As for the team's affairs, they are all left to the coach. He cannot always interfere with the coach's decisions.
At this time, Wen Hao was sitting on the bench, his heart as cold as McHale's face. He knew that he would not be able to play today. No matter how good his performance was, he would not be recognized by the coach, who simply had no hope for him.
Have Stereotype.
But he did not sink because of this. He watched the field silently. He was enduring. "Don't be surprised when something happens suddenly, and don't get angry when there is no reason." The words of No. 11 are still ringing in his ears. He will endure,
He will lie dormant, and before the opportunity comes, he will restrain all his sharp edges. Once the time is right, the sword will be unsheathed, a blockbuster will be made, the roc will spread its wings, and soar into the sky...
At this time, the situation on the court suddenly changed. The Rockets, who were only 5 points behind after the main players left the field, were beaten 5-0 by their opponents and fell behind by 10 points in an instant. The main players had to exhaust their energy to try again.
came on the field, but the Rockets were like a truck going downhill and couldn't stop it no matter what. With 7 minutes left in the fourth quarter, they fell behind by as much as 15 points.
The entire Toyota Center was silent, and the fans silently looked at the feeble footsteps of the main players. They were silent. Six consecutive losses? Are the Rockets destined to taste the bitter consequences of six consecutive losses? Harden is already powerless, Howard committed five fouls, and Jeremy Lin was
On the bench, the Rockets have tried all their moves, but they still seem to be heading toward collapse.
McHale's face was ashen and he called a timeout.
"Who could have imagined that this game would end up like this? The Rockets instantly collapsed in the fourth quarter. The Bobcats launched a massive attack and now lead the Rockets by 15 points."
"A six-game losing streak is already beckoning to the Rockets. What's wrong with the Rockets? A team with top players like Harden and Howard is heading towards a six-game losing streak step by step. What's wrong with the Rockets?"
"Who can save the Rockets? Who can save Houston?"
As the two commentators asked a series of questions, one-third of the silent fans began to leave. The remaining two-thirds had eyes filled with sadness.
In the midst of grief, a fan looked up and saw highlights of the first two games being played on the big screen. In the picture, No. 5 passed the ball across the entire frontcourt and hit the backboard, and the rebound landed on Parsons.
In his hands, Parsons caught the ball and dunked...
Seeing this, the sad fan's eyes brightened slightly. His eyes quickly moved from the big screen and landed on No. 5 on the sidelines. He saw No. 5 sitting on the bench.
By the way, No. 5, maybe No. 5 can...
Thinking of this, the fan tentatively called out: "i, want, wen." (Let Wen come on)
The few fans around who were in mourning were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes lit up: "i, want, wen."
Like a stone falling on a calm lake, ripples spread out in circles. After a moment, hundreds of spectators shouted in unison: "wen..."
