"Mr. An, Mr. An! What do you think of the defeat in this game?"

"Coach Ricard, has the Spurs' tactical system completely restrained you?"

"The Spurs' performance outside the three-point line today is very eye-catching. Is the team's defensive focus a bit too much at the basket?"

After the game, Anjie walked very hard from the stadium to the locker room. Every reporter rushed up and brought the microphone to Anjie's mouth.

The Trail Blazers lost more than they won. You know, this team only lost ten games in a season, and each loss was enough to make them on the front page. What's more, today's game is still such an important Western Conference Finals.

The defending champion Trail Blazers, who had a smooth journey, were stumped by the veteran powerhouse Spurs, which is definitely a topic that journalists have to explore.

An Jie did not answer the reporter's questions. He pushed the crowd away and finally squeezed into an area where media personnel were not allowed to enter. He suddenly patted the wall beside him, scaring the staff on the stadium.

The feeling of failure is that An Jie hasn't tried it for too long. Fighting with the Spurs, it seems that the intensity of the game becomes very different in an instant.

If the first two rounds of the game against the Mavericks and the Rockets were compared to NCAA, then today's game suddenly became an NBA-level. After suffering, the Spurs have come here, and their determination is stronger than the Trail Blazers at this moment.

"Hey, let's talk about it first." Aldridge patted Anjie's butt from behind, and the two walked side by side towards the locker room. Today Aldridge let Duncan, the old guy, scored the second highest 27 points in the game, second only to Anjie. So this guy felt as uncomfortable as Anjie.

The strength of the Spurs has already enveloped the entire Moda Center. The first attack of Popovich's army made a gap in the wall of the City of Roses.

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything!" As soon as Anger and Aldrich stepped into the locker room, they heard huge screams and scoldings coming from behind.

It’s not necessary to see that Ricard is angry at the reporters again. Ricard is so unfriendly to reporters, which means that the entire locker room will be swallowed up by Ricard’s anger later.

"Bang!" The door of the locker room was pushed open suddenly, and as soon as Ricard came in, he threw his tie to the ground.

"George! Do you still want to go to the hospital??" Behind Ricard, Divac came up anxiously and grabbed the irritable guy. Although it felt good to win as the team coach, Divac did not want him to have the opportunity to be an agent coach.

"All of you think you are fighting a team like the Rockets? This is the Western Conference Finals, your opponent is the San Antonio Spurs! San Antonio Spurs! One of the most successful teams in the 21st century so far! Do you know? " Ricard ignored Divac's dissuasion, too. When this guy goes crazy, who can persuade him?

The players all bowed their heads and no one dared to speak. Indeed, the easy advancement of the first two rounds of the series made the Trail Blazers players not adapt to the rhythm of this fierce game.

They are still playing the Spurs according to the Mavericks and the Rockets, but the Spurs are not comparable to the first two opponents.

"The defending champion, our goal is the defending champion, guys! Do you know how the championship should play? Do you know how respected you were when you fought the Heat last year!? But now!? All I see is casual passes, careless defense, and excessive singles attack! Maybe James Harden's scary hit rate makes you think that as long as you interfere with it, the Spurs' outside line will lose their sight as well? Maybe you think that the Spurs are still a team that An or others can kill on their own!? Wake up, guys! We are in danger!" Ricard finished yelling and began to cough violently. Divac and the players immediately surrounded him nervously.

"I'm fine!" Ricard raised his hand. He didn't want to be protected in the locker room.

"Think about what I said, think about how you lost today. Tomorrow's training will start as usual. An, go to the press conference with me." Ricard stopped roaring. He knew that the players under his command were the best. Sometimes, these young people just lacked a little pressure. If the coach, the head coach, does not put pressure on them and does not explain the interests of things, the young Trail Blazers will probably really lose the series in a daze. After all, their current enemies are the experienced Popovich and the Spurs.

But Ricard also understood that the pressure must be put to a point, otherwise it would be very likely to crush the players themselves. So instead of continuing to "bomb" the locker room, he let the players digest what had just happened.

"Don't do this again in the future, boss." Walking in the corridor to the media reception room, Angel was very worried about Ricard's physical condition. He hoped that he and Ricard could become the next Popovich and Duncan, rather than Ricard's retirement early due to physical reasons.

"There's no way, I have to do this." Ricard disagreed. He really poured everything into this team, including health.

"We will perform well in the next game."

"Do you know, I never doubt this!" Ricard smiled. No matter how angry Ricard was, he always believed that the players under his command were the best!

The press conference was indeed spent amid the chattering questions from reporters. Anjie and Ricarde sang together on stage. The reporters neither asked anything valuable nor could they complain about anything. After all, these two people did answer their questions.

Regarding the loss, Angel and Ricard have always dealt with perfunctory principles. However, they will still answer some constructive questions carefully.

For example, when Wu Hua asked how the team should adjust in the next game, An Jie answered this question seriously.

"I think it's better to be mentally ok. Although they have been on the stage of the Western Conference Finals, the experience of the Spurs is completely different from ours. They have been in a tough battle since the first round of the game, breaking through the siege and coming here. So today, their game intensity and desire to win are indeed what we don't have. We will perform better in the next game. The Spurs have already won a victory at the Moda Center. I can't let this happen twice in a row!"

"Thank you!" Wu Hua nodded with satisfaction. He knew that as long as An Jie had not admitted defeat, the entire Trail Blazers would not lose!

This round of series is getting more and more interesting...

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Time has come again in May, and the temperature in Portland's air seems to be getting higher and higher. I don't know if it is the reason for the arrival of summer or the reason why the fierce battle is going on here.

In downtown Portland, there is a place that is always very lively. Usually, there are many young people and tourists gathering on the square of that place. And at night, especially on the night of NBA games, this place will become the focus of the entire city of Portland and even the entire Oregon! There is no doubt that there is only one place in Portland that meets all the conditions for appeal. There was once a romantic and beautiful name, Rose Garden. Now, it is called Moda Center by fans.

At noon, while Portland was still reporting the news of the Trail Blazers' loss, when fans were still unable to let go of last night's game. However, the harsh sounds of friction between sneakers and hardwood floors were already heard in the home team training ground of Moda Center.

"Run and run!"

"Pick-roll! I need a pick-roll!"

"Stay steady! Don't be anxious!"

In addition to the friction of sneakers, the yelling sound of players is naturally indispensable in the training ground.

Today's 5-on-5 confrontational training, everyone was very involved. When playing against the Rockets, the 5-on-5 training will always end with laughter.

But now, everyone knows that if they want to defeat the Spurs and rush out of the West, they must start to take it seriously on the training ground!

This time, Ricard did not continue to match the starting and substitute teams. Instead, he mixed the starting and substitute players and distributed them evenly among the two teams.

So, the person who is now playing against Aldridge is no longer the young Meyers Leonard, but the winner of this season's regular season MVP award, Angel!

Ricard did this without purpose. The alternating starter and substitute grouping will make the strength of the two teams closer. In this way, it can better simulate the situation of the real game.

Yes, in order to stop Angel's attack, Aldridge tried his best. When Aldridge was able to bring this state to the court, Ricard didn't believe that Duncan could play easily.

"Boom!" An Jie pushed back hard. Aldridge, who could not withstand the impact, fell to the ground.

Divac did not call a foul, he believed that this was a reasonable contact in a reasonable collision zone!

An Jie didn't waste this opportunity. He suddenly exerted force on his calf and jumped high in place.

Meyers Leonard came to make up for defense, intending to stop his big brother. However, when he and Anjie had physical contact in the air, Leonard knew how stupid his decision was.

Angel successfully dunked hard, while Meyers Leonard was knocked to the ground by Angel.

He and Aldridge were lying on the ground in a mess, and Anjie managed to solve the defense of the two inside players alone, which showed his destructive power.

But this time, after the goal, Angel did not celebrate as much as he was on the field. He smiled and extended his hands to Aldridge and Leonard who were lying on the ground.

"Damn it! This is definitely a foul." Aldridge shook his head with a smile.

"I only listen to the referee." An Jie pulled the two of them up and patted them on the chest.

"Duncan is not as destructive as it is now, but remember that the speed of counter-attacking him must be as fast as before!" An Jie gestured with his teammates while talking to his teammates. The experience gained in simulation combat will bring great help to the Trail Blazers.

"How about it, the Spurs will have to go away in the next game." Divac looked at everything that happened on the field and stood beside Ricard with satisfaction and smiled. The players' states are completely different. Now, they are fighting against their own people, let alone against the enemy?

"The Spurs are not that easy to defeat, but at least in the next game, Popovich will see what the defending champion is!" Ricard finished answering, clapping his hands, and signaling the training to continue.

The noise on the court spread out again, and everyone was involved in the battle again.
Chapter completed!