"We lacked a bit of luck. We missed some key shots."
"Dirk's performance couldn't have been better. He was great, gave his all for the team. Like I said, we were just a little short on luck."
At the post-game press conference, facing the reporters, Old Nelson rubbed his cheeks, distractedly spouting clichés.
'Should I bring up what happened at halftime?' he wondered.
'The Suns were practically cheating!'
If he had known Chen Yu was capable of that, he never would have planned to speed up the pace before the game.
But Old Nelson was torn. If he said something, people might not believe him.
Besides, Chen Yu was a special case. On top of being the Suns' team doctor, he was also affiliated with the league. Whether an injured player could return to play required Chen Yu's review and approval.
And in the future, when his own players got injured, he would inevitably have to ask for Chen Yu's help.
'If I complain about Chen Yu now, will he hold a grudge against me?'
