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Chapter 109: Nelson's Silence

Next, the Warriors' opponent, the Lakers, wait for the Warriors to visit in Los Angeles. The Lakers have entered the playoffs. Except for the Warriors, they may not have a home advantage unless they face the Warriors in the Western Conference Finals. When they meet any other team, they all have a home advantage. Therefore, the Lakers also arranged tactical rest in this game. The entire Lakers only have Odom, the main player, and the others are substitutes.

It was probably a game that was previewed in the Western Conference Finals. Now, because the situation has been confirmed and there is no reference value, Nelson gave up using nuclear weapons like Lin Fei in the last game. He should not be able to use it very much in this game, but this may have an advantage for the Warriors. Although the Lakers' substitute lineup is also luxurious, it seems that its practicality is not as good as the Warriors, because the Warriors have almost no substitute in the pure sense. Even Lin Fei can use it as a substitute at any time due to tactical needs. This is the Warriors, this is Nelson.

At the beginning of the game, Lin Fei was still on the bench. However, this guy was not so indifferent. He felt very different from the previous game, and it seemed that he had the urge to play.

Compared to Lin Fei, Nelson seemed so calm. Even though he had announced his retirement, he was still the same now. He seemed to be very calm. How could he not know that he had not coached for a few games? It was just that this old guy's mood was almost at ease with fame and disgrace, and he looked at the clouds rolling in the sky; he was unintentionally watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the door. Even such a game could not arouse a trace of turmoil in Nelson's heart.

Lin Fei still remembered a chat with him not long ago. Nelson asked Lin Fei. "Do you know Huineng?"

"certainly!"

"I think he may be the wisest person in ancient Chinese history! Really!"

“How to say it?”

"Do you know the story of Yue Wangzhi?"

Lin Fei smiled loudly. In fact, Lin Fei still had a basic understanding of Rain Buddhism during college, so such a problem was a trivial matter for him, but Lin Fei still looked at Nelson with his eyes tightly.

Nelson continued, "I thought from this story that the team may be able to win games by defending, but not necessarily need defense if you win games! There are also people, when you try to get something, if you stick to your own fingers, sometimes you can't get the real bright moon."

Lin Fei didn't even know what the old man was muttering, but he understood that the old man had learned a lot of things.

"Actually, I really don't know why you orientals like Confucius but don't like so many interesting things. I feel that Confucius is boring, and I prefer a slightly cute Zhuangzi, grandson, and people like Huineng. Just like when we play basketball, we don't need boring games. We can actually play more beautifully and have a more realm."

When Lin Fei heard this, he felt that this old guy seemed to have become obsessed with Eastern culture. He would pull out a lot of things at any time, and he had no connection with it, but he could even say it out of the old guy's mouth.

"I finally know now that the most beautiful place in Eastern culture! Oriental culture emphasizes all kinds of illusory things and infinite beauty. This seems to give people a feeling, an indescribable thing, which is very helpful to personal care and temperament. But perhaps we Westerners pay more attention to physical things, as long as they exist, they need to be qualitative and quantitative. For example, I actually don't like Chinese food very much. Sometimes! The fried things are old, sometimes! They are a little tender, and in us

In the eyes of Americans, this situation rarely happens. We all focus on how many things we put, and how many minutes these things need to be cooked, which is the same. Based on these, I may think of the game. Perhaps we just need to create a feeling for our players on the court, so that my players can follow their feelings, and then a team can unify the feelings of these players. This is the tactic. I think if this is the case, our team may be stronger."

Lin Fei may have understood these words. In fact, Nelson is nothing more than upgrading tactical virtualization to a strategic height and grasping the feeling well. It is a chaotic tactical theory. Perhaps Nelson cannot truly express it in words, but Lin Fei knows it, although he cannot express it either.

Lin Fei asked himself, although Nelson had thought of these, Nelson had never used such a style of play during the game. After all, even if he and the coach understood it, it seemed difficult for other players to understand. After all, Nelson had accumulated his lifelong experience in the court to understand this theory on the court. Lin Fei also used his rich oriental cultural heritage to understand in a slight sense that other players would not understand how profound the tactical theory of Nelson would be in a short period of time, and even many players would spend their entire lives.

"Oh! Dear old man Nelson!" At this time, Lin Fei rubbed against Nelson like a child, "Maybe I can try to be a coach! We need you. I think I can fully utilize Eastern culture into the team's tactics."

At this time, Nelson stared at Lin Fei with his eyes wide open. Although he was old, Nelson's eyes were still bright. It seemed that he understood what Lin Fei meant. Then Nelson smiled like a child, meaning that he could.

Lin Fei summoned the players together! He didn't even call for assistant coaches, because Lin Fei took coaches like Nelson seriously, and Lin Fei never threw away the rest!

"Feeling! Feeling! My brothers! You need to find your own feeling! When you find that your teammates are running to a position, where you will be more aggressive, and you can go to that place as soon as possible! Do you know? Just like I play basketball, all we need is a feeling." Lin Fei seemed to have undoubtedly said the most particular thing about his own ball game - feeling.

Nelson watched quietly from the side. Lin Fei's teammates all heard it with a confused look on their faces, giving people the feeling that they were at a loss. They didn't know why their coach suddenly changed from Nelson to Lin Fei.
Chapter completed!
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