84 to 20

"If I were a Bulls fan, I missed the first half because of some things, and finally got home, preparing to watch the live broadcast of the game tonight, and then I saw this score, I would think you were teasing me, today is not April Fool's Day!"

"The Pistons broke the biggest score difference in the NBA history of the Warriors against the Kings in 1991. At that time, the Warriors led the Kings by 47 points in halftime. This record was sealed for 8 years, and now the Pistons have increased it by 17 points in one breath. I believe that in many years to come, this record will remain here, and the cold will bitefully inspire every Bulls player."

"Yes, they were massacred by their defeated men last season on the awards night at home."

It should have been a happy night, but because of the cruel massacre of the Pistons, many Bull fans chose to leave early.

This has nothing to do with faith. No one believes that a team can reverse when lagging behind by 64 points. How casual is it to be able to win 64 points in half by the opponent on such an important occasion?

A simple and easy-to-understand principle unless you think there is a team that can fill the endless pit of 64 points.

Otherwise, why stay and watch a game that will lose?

Unless you love the team and really love it to the core.

Otherwise, every second of this game will be torment.

Many Bulls fans are still unwilling to believe that the Bulls that ruled the 1990s will soon become a bad team and a slaughtered by countless teams.

The bloody debt left by Jordan will be borne by these young people who have never enjoyed glory.

This game tonight is just the beginning.

Visiting team halftime lounge

"Guys, it's very good. I like your performance in the first half, which will make your opponent feel ashamed." Westfar wouldn't say anything and let's give them a shit.

Jordan's Bulls are the team that has cut off his dream of winning.

Now his team will give the Bulls a permanent scar like a slave mark engraved on flesh, which he cannot ask for.

"Mo, we can be more unrestrained in the offense!"

"Grant, I haven't seen enough of your three-pointers yet!"

"Rashid, I hope you can completely defend the Croatians in the second half."

Westfal looked at everyone, and he smiled, but it made people feel chilled. "To be honest, I don't think 64 points lead can get revenge. Guys, who is standing in front of you?"

"It's the Bulls, the Bulls who have been quarreling and entangled with you since the 1980s! The Bulls who have been defeated countless times by you and finally reached the top of the league! It's the mortal enemy who has blocked you from going further in the past two years, and the enemy who created the immortal dynasty by stepping on your corpse - I don't think it's enough to lead 64 points in the first half, this is far from enough!"

Westfar's training sets the tone for the second half.

"Who said that our coach is a good person?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "Have you ever seen such a good person who is sore and wants to be ashes?"

Barkley smiled embarrassedly, "I didn't say he's the kind of good person with a good personality."

Everyone laughed.

In the second half, the Pistons started with Momontchen Hill Houston Pollard and Rashid.

Although Westfal said that the Bulls would lose even worse, they had some adjustments in the lineup.

Pollard has an advantage over Big Ben, and Westfal also wants to see how the sparks are between Rashid and other insiders.

In the second half, the Bulls' shooting percentage improved compared to the first half.

The Pistons wanted to hit the dogs in pain, but it was not normal to force the opponent to shoot three-pointers in despair like in the first half.

Kukochi received a military order and showed off his Croatian dance steps in front of Rashid. He thought that he was called a European magician at the beginning, and the Zen master said that he had a creative left hand.

At this time, he used a fake move to shake off the defense of Roaring Tianzun and scored a layup with a cross step.

22 to 84

"After some effort, Tony Kukoc narrowed the gap to 62 points."

When Ernie Johnson said this, he seemed to hear countless people mocking him.

He explained seriously, but what he said was a very absurd sentence.

Then Rashid thought of calling back from the Croatians.

He yelled in a rough voice, ran to the outside to help Mo Mengchen make a comfortable pick-and-roll, turned around and took apart, and landed outside the three-point line.

This is what makes Rashid most comfortable with the Pistons' offensive system.

In this era when all the inside lines who shoot outside are soft balls, he has advanced insight into the game and has mastered a three-pointer in college. After entering the NBA, he is not afraid to show this advantage to others.

Strangely, no one put the title of soft egg on his head.

Maybe it's because he has a wild face, or maybe it's because his game is too tough.

Apart from shooting three points, Rashid's game is no different from the contemporary inside.

On the right three-point line, the basketball was comfortably passed to Rashid's hand. He excitedly held the ball, shot with a straight arm, and flew out the three-pointer.

Swish!

87 to 22

"Shoot this group of dogs and bastards to death!" Rashid squirted rude trash words, and the saliva from his mouth flew out.

Mo Mengchen ran to him and said, "Push the Croatians to the right."

"Understand!" Rashid shouted.

Kukochi is still the only reassuring offensive point in the Bulls formation. He is indeed very talented. His height of six feet and ten inches can attack like a forward. It is not an exaggeration to call him a European magician. The far-reaching Zen master has long seen his talent and hidden dangers.

As the sixth man, Kukochi will be a headache for each team, but as the main force and even the core, not to mention whether his ability is enough, his body cannot withstand his killings in the NBA level alliance.

Rashid is the top single-defense hand, and he won't make the same mistake a second time.

Kukochi was unable to go to the left and was forced to the right. Pollard at the basket immediately walked out, and his solid body firmly pressed Kukochi.

"Drop the ball!"

Ernie Johnson screamed.

Mo Mengchen shrank back to the basket like thunder and grabbed the rebound like Westbrook.

What's funny is that Pollard had the chance to get this rebound, but he saw Mo Mengchen, so he waved his arms in panic in the air, fearing that Mo Mengchen would delay the rebound, and thus prevent the team from making a quick counterattack.

This spiritual dodge in the air was earning him with an indirect rebounding income - this season, the Pistons still retained the rewards for indirect rebounding.

Mo Mengchen, who won the rebound, quickly passed the ball to Houston, but unfortunately the guy didn't pay attention and was stopped by Hubble for a foul.

"Don't explain, explanation is a concealment."

Mo Mengchen didn't give him a chance, and just one sentence blocked Houston's possibility of making excuses.

Houston pouted his lips depressedly, as if he was really wronged.

The pistons' offensive was very strong, and the strength they brought was beyond the bull's tolerance.

After eight months of offseason, the Bulls changed their flags and the Pistons went to a higher level than last season.

Halfway through the third quarter, the Pistons led by 70 points.

The score at that time was 101 to 31.

Although Westfal really wants to kill these people, it is almost time to replace some of the main players at this point.

He replaced Mo Mengchen first.

Mo Mengchen played for 23 minutes tonight, efficiently scoring 14 points, 10 rebounds and 13 assists. From the seventh minute of the third quarter, he became a spectator on the sidelines.

Westfal intends to train newcomers.

Rashid stayed on the court to cooperate with the old players, and Lewis Davis and Brad Miller played one after another.

Davis revealed the nature of the brush tonight.

He spent 16 minutes of playing time tonight to score 16 points, 4 rebounds and 3 assists.

"Alan, your name as the king of Detroit is in danger." Mo Mengchen joked.

Houston swore, "If the coach let me play now, I promise you what the real brush is!"

Those who know know he is discussing how to efficiently brush data, while those who don’t know think he is talking about something glorious.

In the last five minutes, Lauderdale came on the court to finish the game.

As a Chicago native, being able to play at the United Center has special significance for him.

When he came on the field, the Bulls fell 60 to 139 and 79 points behind the Pistons.

In front of the elders of his hometown, Lauderdale scored 6 points, 3 rebounds, 2 blocks and 5 fouls to end the game.

Final score: 146 to 72, the Pistons beat the Bulls 74 points away in the opener game, setting an unprecedented single-game loss record.

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Chapter completed!