From a tactical perspective, Su Wan had perford quite well, but in his view, there was no doubt that the hero of the night was little O’Neal. "Jermaine was the biggest contributor to our victory. He scored 31 points and grabbed 11 rebounds. If anyone still doubts that Jermaine O’Neal is the best power forward in the Eastern Conference, please go back and watch this ga again."
On hearing such high praise from Su Wan, Jermaine O’Neal imdiately reciprocated, "I couldn’t have perford this well without Su’s distraction on the periter. All of the Pistons’ defensive arrangents tonight were aid at him. I told myself, ’You’ve got to do sothing now, buddy, you’ve got to do sothing!’"
Their mutual praises pleased the Indiana dia even more.
More than the large score of 3-1 they pulled off tonight...
3-1 was just the series score.
As long as Su Wan and little O’Neal get along well, they can play nurous similar 3-1 gas.
Only then can the Pacers truly have a bright future.
They certainly don’t want the Pacers’ strength to be like morning glory; blooming briefly and fading fast.
Even if they can’t pull off an "OK combination" type of "three consecutive championships" dynasty... Winning two championships in four or five years would also bring them imnse joy.
Such are the simple wishes of the Indiana fans.
On the bus to Bolis Airport, the Pistons’ "Civilian Five Tigers" each hung their heads low, unable to even out the score to 2-2, making them feel unworthy to face Detroit’s elders, especially their strict "father" Larry Brown.
Little did they know that Larry Brown had watched the entire ga. When the ga ended and the score was fixed, confirming the Pistons had lost their fourth ga in the series, he showed a serene smile and blissfully drifted to sleep.
He actually wasn’t happy when the Pistons won the third ga of the series.
It was no joke; he lost the first two gas coached by him and ironically won the third ga without him. What did that indicate?
Wasn’t it suggesting that he, as the head coach, was useless?
If the Pistons had evened the score to 2-2, who knows what his reputation would have been?
He was a man who cared about appearances; otherwise, he wouldn’t have unhesitatingly agreed to Milicic’s request, not to disclose the incident where he got beaten up, and even agreed to announce his retirent after the series.
Since he was going to quit, he wished to leave the Detroit fans with so regret:
It would have been great if Larry Brown hadn’t gone to the hospital; maybe they could have turned it around!
Everyone could see, during the final monts of the fourth ga of the series, the Pistons completely fell apart. If he had been there, the Pistons definitely wouldn’t have been that disorganized.
He now wished the Pistons would face such a scenario in the fourth ga, ideally starting from the first half of the match.
Lose, just lose, the more miserably the better!
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Clearly, Larry Brown didn’t understand the Pistons’ "Civilian Five Tigers" as Rick Carlisle did. — After he quickly signed a hefty contract with the New York Knicks post his second season with the Pistons and moved to the Big Apple City, it was evident that he rely used the Pistons as a stepping stone.
A "pick the fruit" type, what commitnt could you expect him to have towards the team?
He simply wanted all the players to beco his puppets, to do as he said.
He thought he brought the team’s tenacious character, but in fact, this character had been part of the team three years prior, forged through countless adversities.
The fifth ga of the series was back at the Detroit Auburn Hills Palace.
A do-or-die "back-to-the-wall" battle.
Ben Wallace had all the assistant coaches and staff leave, leaving only the Pistons players. He gave Milicic a cold glance, "If you want to leave too, you can." He felt that Milicic had destroyed everything for the Pistons, pushing them to their current plight.
Golden Boy didn’t make a sound or move; he just sat there.
Ben Wallace didn’t pay him any further attention and turned to Chauncey Billups, "Alright, let’s get started!"
Billups nodded, stood up, and said, "Guys, at this point in the series, let’s not think about anything else. At the very least, we should ensure we don’t get eliminated at Auburn Palace. We can lose, but definitely not tonight."
"I’ll start with myself; I missed many crucial shots in the previous gas. That’s on , and I’ll rectify that tonight, making sure I step up in the crucial monts..."
Then Ben Wallace stood up, and like Lupus, reviewed his issues, "I shouldn’t have clashed with that Huaxia rookie. We should all focus entirely on winning."
One by one, Rashid Wallace, Hamilton, and other starters stood up, discussed their issues in the previous gas, and made their commitnts.
After all the starters spoke, the atmosphere in the locker room noticeably changed.
Billups didn’t waste more words, finally had everyone circle up, and shouted, "Let’s make our way back to Indiana!"
"Pistons, gogogo!"
With the Pistons coaching staff and workers, along with dia reporters waiting outside, they heard roaring from the closed locker room. Then they saw the locker room doors open, and the Pistons players walked out, different from before—with a determined look in their eyes, an aura emanated from them that was all too familiar.
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