Chapter 1092 - 348: The Man Who Swore He Would Never Bow Again, Bowed the Very Next Second After Saying That

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Roger also cared about the old coach’s health issues, so he sat down next to Spoelstra: "How’s Hubie doing?" "No one knows, they are still running tests!" "He’ll be fine, Hubie’s weekly checkup results have all been pretty good." "Hopefully! Damn, if he can’t come back..." "Don’t make any assumptions, and don’t create unnecessary worries." "Yes, yes, you’re right, Roger." Spoelstra was restless, he did not want to become the team’s weakness. Later on, the press conference was only attended by Spoelstra on behalf of Hubie Brown, and fortunately, most reporters were more concerned about the game where Roger and Kobe both scored 50 points, so few questions were directed at Spo. Spoelstra originally thought he could easily muddle through, but once the questions about Roger were nearly asked out, he still couldn’t escape the reporters’ pursuit. "Erik, can you share any updates on Coach Hubie Brown?" "Currently he is undergoing examination in the hospital, any updates will be announced on the team’s official website." "How would you evaluate your debut as an NBA head coach?" "Nothing to evaluate, I only coached the team for a few minutes, the head coach is Hubie, not me." "No Erik, coaching for a few minutes still makes you the head coach. From 1 to 10, how would you rate yourself?" "I never rate myself." "We all hope Hubie gets well, but if Hubie can’t return, will you continue to take up the coaching duty?" "I don’t make such assumptions." "Erik, it seemed like Roger was solving all the offensive and defensive issues at the last minute for the Warriors. As the head coach, do you only have one tactic, which is to throw the problems to Roger?" After the reporter asked, everyone present burst into laughter. "Enough!" Roger abruptly interrupted the laughter and increasingly sharp questions from the reporters. The venue instantly quieted down, but Spoelstra felt the pressure he was under reaching a level that was difficult for him to bear, pressing him down so much that he couldn’t straighten his back, making him look like a guilty child. Roger glanced at Spoelstra, who was no longer able to answer any questions, shook his head: "Today’s press conference is hereby concluded." The press conference ended in this somewhat unpleasant atmosphere, and Roger and Spo rushed to drive to the hospital. In the car, Spoelstra remained silent, full of concern. "Erik, what are you worried about?" "I can’t handle Phil Jackson, I can’t handle him! After Phil is Philip Saunders or Gregg Popovich, then Rick Carlisle or someone else! I don’t know how I could compete with them if the worst happens! Roger, I can’t have you commanding the court every second!" "Does Phil Jackson have six arms or does that old bastard Gregg Popovich have three big legs? What are you talking about? If you never thought about being a head coach, then why did you accept my invitation into this business in the first place? Adjust your emotions, Hubie wouldn’t want to see you looking like a beaten dog!" Roger was furious, he simply couldn’t connect the current cowardly Spoelstra with the future iron-willed head coach who would be the first to earn over 10 million annually. He was just a bit at a loss in the last few minutes, is this considered a setback? years later, a young man named Bronny James was at the bottom in plus-minus among all 494 players featured in the NBA preseason, but this didn’t affect his and his father’s spirit, nor did it stop the Lakers from daring to let him play. So, what is this minor setback for Spoelstra to be concerned about? With the career extending further, Roger now increasingly dislikes people with weak abilities, but he hates people with weak minds. Roger felt he didn’t recognize the current Spoelstra at all. After this, the two of them kept silent all the way until they stepped into Hubie Brown’s hospital room. The old coach was lying in bed, but he looked very spirited. His family was also around, nodding to Roger and Spo. Hubie Brown waved his hand: "I want to talk to them alone." After saying this, Hubie Brown’s family all walked out of the room, leaving enough private space for the three "Warriors." Hubie struggled to prop himself up and glanced at his hospital gown: "Two hours ago, I was still the mighty NBA head coach, and now I’ve become a sick old man. Anyway, congratulations to you guys, it was a beautiful first victory, we hold the advantage." "Can you come back, Hubie, how’s your health?" Roger got straight to the point. "I think I can come back, but the doctors and my family don’t think so. It’s just a regular hypertensive heart condition, my wife blamed me for always forgetting to take medicine on time, leading to my blood pressure getting out of control. Hahaha, Erik knows, every day I take colorful pills on time. Those colors are richer than Vincent van Gogh’s imagination. But in a basketball game, who can guarantee their blood pressure won’t suddenly spike? So..." Speaking of this, Hubie Brown paused, and Roger noticed his hand tightly gripping the white bed sheet: "So, I guess my coaching career is probably over. Sorry, I can’t walk with you to the end. I told them, I told them this is the best chance for the Warriors to win the championship since 1975, I told them this is the beginning of a new dynasty for Roger, but... damn, damn it!"

Chapter 1092 - 348: The Man Who Swore He Would Never Bow Again, Bowed the Very Next Second After Saying That

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