Chapter 196 We Have a Plan!

"We have a plan!"

Lu put down his phone and looked at Drew with a smile.

The power of the masses is strong. Brainstorming, even if the ideas come from fans, is better than the two of them racking their brains.

Drew looked puzzled.

But after Lu explained it in detail, he slammed his thigh.

Lu really was a tactical genius!

If the Warriors were successful with this tactic, they could be successful too!

They couldn't be the first to eat crabs like Kerr and the Warriors' coaching staff, but even if they hadn't eaten pork, they had seen pigs run; they could just imitate it.

Anyway, the tactical thinking was very clear, focusing on Tang Tian's weakness in ball control and arranging the defense accordingly.

In their excitement, the two momentarily forgot themselves, and it was already late at night when they finished studying the tactics.

The two came out of the arena with unprecedented confidence on their faces.

Those fans who were bearish on the Cavaliers, just wait to be slapped in the face!

The interval between each game of the Finals was three days.

The Pelicans only arranged some basic training for the first two days.

Although there wasn't full-court competition, the players were very motivated to train.

Tang Tian's recovery was more effective than any booster.

Moreover, Tang Tian's confidence in front of the media gave them full confidence.

They would definitely be able to defend their title!

After training that day, Tang Tian saw Stevens and Gentry talking about tomorrow's game, and he walked straight over.

Gentry saw Tang Tian coming over and took the initiative to stand aside.

After his previous experience, he had a new understanding of Tang Tian's tactical level.

Now that Tang Tian was here, he automatically gave way.

Anyway, he couldn't get a word in, and it was beneficial to listen from the side.

"Brad, I think the Cavaliers will target me like the Warriors in the next game."

Tang Tian said directly after he came over.

Of course, he didn't have the ability of clairvoyance, but as an experienced basketball godfather, he could guess this kind of thing.

Before, because of his injury, his condition was average, and the Cavaliers didn't need to target him.

But now that his touch was back, and he scored 32 points in a single quarter, it would be unreasonable for the Cavaliers not to target him.

And if they were going to target him, the way the Warriors defended him was the most readily available way.

Summer training and spending money to improve ball control was imperative, but now he didn't have enough krypton gold, so he had to use other methods to prepare in advance.

Stevens was silent for a while and nodded. He hadn't thought of it originally, but he understood as soon as Tang Tian said it.

That would be a very tricky problem.

"But it's difficult for the Cavaliers to achieve the same defensive intensity as the Warriors, so I think tomorrow's training session should simulate this for training."

Tang Tian came to Stevens with a preparation, of course.

"No problem."

Stevens nodded without thinking.

It was always good to be prepared for everything.

On the day of the game, the Pelicans conducted a closed training session, the content of which was to simulate the Warriors' full-court training to defend Tang Tian.

Tang Tian played very uncomfortably.

The Warriors' wings, Thompson, Iguodala, and Durant, were one of the best defensive wings in the league.

And the wings they used on the training ground, even if Holiday replaced Tang Tian, the defensive abilities of Holiday, Ariza, and Davis were only higher.

Now that he had become the league's number one player, Walker's low dribbling was indeed a drag.

But the purpose of training was to adapt.

Although he played very uncomfortably, through cooperation with his teammates and his self-adjustment ability.

After this day of training, Tang Tian was obviously more calm in dealing with it.

In addition to tactics, another reason for the Warriors' previous success was surprise.

For a super giant like Tang Tian, the more he adapted, the weaker the effect of that defensive style would be.

The Pelicans had closed training sessions, and reporters couldn't see anything.

On the other side, the Cavaliers, as before, had open training sessions on the day of the game, and they were just some simple basic training.

They had practiced the tactical arrangements they should have in the previous two days, and on the last day they were just showing off their relaxed state to the outside world.

After the training, the players still followed the team's requirements and did not accept media interviews.

This made the reporters a little anxious.

Before, the Pelicans had open training sessions, and they could ask a lot of questions.

But now the Pelicans had closed training sessions, and the Cavaliers were not accepting interviews, wouldn't that leave them with nothing to report before the game?

The reporters ignored the security guards' obstruction and swarmed up.

Other people reacted quickly and followed Lu into the players' tunnel.

Whiteside hadn't spoken in front of the media for a long time, and he was already suffocating. Seeing the reporters coming over, he didn't follow, but stopped.

The reporters were like they had found a treasure, surrounding him in layers.

"Are you confident about tonight's game?"

"Your performance in the Finals hasn't been very good, what adjustments will you make tonight?"

"Tang played bravely in the last game, has the team formulated any targeted tactics?"

…

What followed was a barrage of questions.

Whiteside was all smiles, this feeling of being surrounded by stars was what he wanted most.

No James, no Irving, not even Love, just him.

He smiled and signaled that there was no need to worry, he would answer them one by one.

"You ask me if I'm confident about tonight's game? Of course I am! We will tie the score tonight, and we will play Game 5!"

Whiteside really didn't disappoint the reporters, his opening was full of material.

"What is the source of your confidence?"

The reporter asked.

"Tang can't get 50 points every night, and he can't get 32 points every quarter, that's the reason, we will limit him, we have targeted tactics."

"What is it?"

The reporter continued to ask.

…

James returned to the locker room, ready to take a shower. He looked around and found that his teammates were not there, so he turned around and asked.

"He seems to have been stopped by reporters."

Love was slow and was the last one to enter the players' tunnel, he saw it.

"Damn it!"

James cursed, then headed straight to the training hall.

…

"I won't tell you, our coaching staff requires players to keep it secret."

Whiteside was uncharacteristically clever for once.

"Isn't there much difference between saying it now and not saying it? The game is tonight, even if the Pelicans know, they won't have time to adjust."

The reporter was, after all, a veteran reporter, and his mind was spinning fast.

Whiteside thought about it and felt that what the reporter said made a lot of sense.

"We…"

"LeBron!"

Just as Whiteside was about to answer, the reporters on the outside shouted, and more than half of the reporters turned and walked towards the players' tunnel.

Whiteside frowned when he saw this. James was here to steal his thunder again.