After a while, the scene became calmer, and he sat upright and continued: "Like you, I have the belief that we will win tomorrow's battle! But... it is good to have belief, but it does not mean that we can win.

By despising their opponents, the Blazers can reach the top position in the league, which means they are not parallel imports..."

"I have only one last request today. Get a good rest after returning to the room. Pre-match training will begin at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. At night, everyone must show their spirit and let us conquer the Rose Garden Arena together!"

The Pacers set the tone before the game.

…

The next day, Terry Stotts arranged the Trail Blazers' training to take place between noon and afternoon, which coincided with the Pacers' training.

It can be seen that the head coaches of both sides must have had discussions before the game.

The Pacers attach great importance to this game, and the morning training was in full swing.

But when it was the Trail Blazers' turn, the picture was completely different. Terry Stotts did not arrange unified training, not even a pre-game intra-team training game, and just let the players practice individually.

In the court, Wang Zelin was shooting a basketball during practice, and Adams came over to act as a ball boy to help check.

"Wang, did you see the look in the eyes of the Pacers players just now? They looked like they were about to eat us."

While picking up the ball, Adams kept mumbling.

Wang Zelin thought to himself: I never expected that the future Neptune would actually be a chatterbox now.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I saw it, so what? Eating people is illegal."

Wang Zelin replied, and before raising his hand, he hit another mid-range shot.

"Well, that's not the point, okay?" Adams replied weakly.

"What did you say?"

Wang Zelin asked because he didn't hear clearly.

"Oh, I mean, if the guys in the Pacers knew that you and LaMarcus would be taking turns tonight and not playing, do you think they would be mad?"

"Well..." Wang Zelin was slightly startled, "Probably, no."

However, when he recalled that when the team came to the arena for training, Paul George looked determined to "see you tonight or see you there tonight", and he suddenly became a little bit excited.

"Beep beep beep!"

Tristotz blew his whistle and gathered the crowd.

"Okay, today's training figures are over. If you still want to practice, just practice for a while. If you don't want to practice, go back and prepare for the game at 19:00 in the evening."

At this time, only two hours had passed since the Blazers players arrived at the arena.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. It wasn't until the head coach left the arena that everyone realized what was going on. Everyone went back to their homes to look for their mothers.

…

At 18:30 in the afternoon, there was still an hour and a half left before the game between the Trail Blazers and Pacers. It was time for the familiar pre-game promotion and harsh words, which have become a major feature of NBA games.

As the star of the Pacers, Paul George bluntly stated his desire for victory in an interview with ESPN media before the game.

However, not long after, when he put on his equipment and entered the game, he found the Trail Blazers' main center Wang Zelin and main power forward Aldridge sitting in the audience in suits and ties, talking and laughing.

For those who didn’t know, I thought they were two enthusiastic spectators!

"Coach, what's going on?"

Paul George turned around and hurriedly asked head coach Frank Vogel.

"The Trail Blazers officially stated: Wang Zelin accidentally fell down before the game and pulled his calf. He will not be able to play tonight." Frank Vogel said with a weird look on his face.

"What about LaMarcus?"

"It is said that when Wang Zelin was about to fall, he pulled LaMarcus beside him, and the latter strained his thigh..."

At this point, Frank Vogel was too embarrassed to continue talking.

"..."
Chapter completed!