Dan Crawford fills a glass of water.
Then he said: "It doesn't matter, there are still two quarters, enough time to do what we want to do. How many fouls did the Lakers' Big Three commit?"
The young referee with neatly combed hair said: "LeBron twice, AD twice, Wang Yi only once."
Crawford frowned and breathed out of his nostrils: "Are you sure it's only once?"
The young referee nodded: "OK."
Crawford lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head again and said:
"I will give Wang Yi a harsher whistle in the second half, but it won't be too obvious. Doesn't he often struggle with Beverley? I will keep an eye on Wang Yi when they struggle, and I will whistle Wang Yi whenever he makes a move. As for you two
People, just blow normally."
The two referees nodded.
Crawford continued: "Although we prefer the Clippers to win, our whistle must be technical. You take care of others in the second half, while my whistle is used to take care of Wang Yi. If something happens in the future... I
It means that if anything happens, I will bear all the consequences."
The two young referees had already stood up:
"No, what the three of us do together will be borne by the three of us."
Crawford waved his hand: "Listen to me, nothing will happen in the short term. And if something happens in the future, it is likely that I have already retired. So this matter will not have any impact on my future, and you
He is still young and has a lot of future ahead of him.”
What else do those two young referees want to say?
But Crawford slowly shook his head: "No need to say any more, it's decided."
The two young referees looked at each other.
Crawford is a good man.
If it weren't for his son's illness, if it wasn't for raising more money, he wouldn't have embarked on this road.
They could only secretly make up their minds to give Crawford a little more after their salary was paid.
There was only so much they could do for him.
At the same time, in a corner of the Staples Center Arena.
NBA President Xiao Hua is sitting there.
That bald head looked shiny even in a dark corner.
There was no expression on his face, and no one could tell what he was thinking at this time.
In fact, what he was thinking at this time was almost exactly the same as what the referees were thinking.
The playing time of this Chinese player must be controlled in the second half.
Otherwise, he can bring down the Clippers alone.
If the Clippers collapse today, it will probably be over in the next game.
One less game between the Lakers and Clippers would cost the league tens of millions of dollars.
Alas, I am so worried.
Soon the two sides opened up again in the second half.
This time at the start of the game, among the five Lakers players, Wang Yi was still missing.
This makes Clippers coach Tyronn Lue feel dizzy.
If we can't take the opportunity to narrow the score now, it will be a disaster when Wang Yi comes on the court.
At the same time, there were three referees with big heads.
They came just to brag about Wang Yi's foul.
Now that Wang Yi is not on the stage, how can they brag?
It's hard for a clever woman to be fooled by someone without rice.
By the time Wang Yi comes on the court again, it should be at the end of this quarter.
With such a short playing time, it is difficult to accumulate a few fouls for him.
The two young referees both glanced at the referee Crawford.
Crawford did not respond to them.
But they know that no response is already a response.
Crawford's point is clear.
Hold on, don't panic, I'll take care of everything.
In the second half, the Clippers' main lineup still performed vigorously.
Leonard is playing normally.
Pickled peppers performed exceptionally well.
And their Reggie Jackson performed exceptionally well.
When there were 4 minutes left in the 3rd quarter, they had already chased the point difference to only 5 points.
In fact, when they were chasing points, the audience was very worried.
The commentators on the scene also shook their heads.
"Why don't you let the king come on?"
"If Wang is not allowed to play, the point difference will close."
Of course coach Vogel is also worried.
He asked Wang Yi twice: "Wang, if they catch up or even overtake the score, are you sure when they come on the court later?"
Wang Yi’s answer these two times was the same as before: “No problem.”
So Vogel did not let Wang Yi play.
By the time there are 4 minutes left in the third quarter, the main players of both sides are already a little tired.
At this time, Wang Yi, who was full of energy, took the field again.
It would still be a mass killing.
When the scene of Wang Yi tearing off the towel from his knees and standing up appeared on the big screen, the audience burst into cheers.
"Oh, the king is coming."
"Hurry up, hurry up, they will catch up if we don't play."
"King, I've waited for you until the chrysanthemums withered."
The commentators on the scene also kept nodding: "Is the king finally going to play?"
"I'm really looking forward to his performance after he comes on the court."
At the same time, in the Tencent NBA live broadcast room on the other side of the ocean, there was also a burst of joy on the barrage.
"He's coming, he's coming, he's coming."
"It's harder to wait for Brother Yi to come on stage than to wait for the bride to get off the bus."
"I keep calling for shit to come out, but I still hold a tissue to half cover my face."
Just after Wang Yi Arcade, the Lakers attacked.
Wang Yi still didn't get the ball, but kept running around the inside to get around the screen.
Under normal circumstances, Beverly would definitely fight with him.
The referee Crawford stared closely at Wang Yi.
As long as he moves a little too much when entangled with Wang Yi and Beverly, he will give Wang Yi a soul-chasing whistle.
However, what surprised him was that although Beverly was still chasing Wang Yi, he did not take action.
The previous stumbling blocks, clothes pulling, arm grabbing, etc. are all gone.
At this time, Beverley seemed like a model player who played extremely cleanly.
This drove Crawford a little crazy.
Wang Yi didn't play just now, so there was no way he could be called for a foul.
Now it's hard to wait for him, but Beverly you come to cause trouble again.
At any time in the past, you were biting offensive players like a mad dog.
It just so happens that you don’t want to bite me at this time.
Aren't you trying to fool people?
In fact, he didn't know that Beverly's mentality had collapsed at this time.
No matter how you defend this Chinese player, he can score.
Obviously I have done my best defensively and even performed beyond normal, but this guy can still score, I am so fucking helpless.
The two young referees glanced at referee Crawford.
Didn’t we agree that Wang Yi would be called for a foul as soon as he came on the court?
Why haven't you blown it yet?
The difficulty is, what moves does Crawford have that he hasn't used yet?
He is indeed an expert.
Chapter completed!