When Henson opened his eyes again, he saw Indianapolis right under his nose. This means that the plane is about to land.

On the plane, most people were still sleepy-eyed because they had been partying almost all night after winning the championship last night.

First in the locker room, Henson had been half dipped in champagne.

Originally, Henson didn't want to get involved in the champagne shootout of the players, so he deliberately spoke to reporters outside the locker room and smoked a cigar. Sensing that the players' "big battle" was almost over, Henson poked his head into the dressing room.

The locker room was a mess, of course, but thankfully everyone seemed to have regained their calm.

"Come in, boss, we're done." Paul waved at Henson, and Henson dared to walk into the locker room.

However, all this is just a "defensive trap" for Paul.

Henson had barely stepped through the locker room door when he was attacked from behind by Stephenson and "Birdman". The two poured four bottles of champagne over Henson's head, while the others each poured one bottle at Henson's head.

Sure enough, Henson's group of guys are not good birds! The so-called calm in the locker room is only a precursor to a "storm".

Anyway, they were already wet, and Henson let go of his hands and feet. He then grabbed a bottle of champagne and launched a counterattack, and Henson, who was already young and easily got along with the players.

And Herbert had prepared enough champagne this time, for fear that the players and coaches would not have enough fun.

After the Champagne War, it was almost one o'clock in the night. But after winning the O'Brien Cup, the players were naturally not happy, so a group of people found a nightclub and had a good time. Henson joins in, enjoying one of the few nights of the year where he can indulge.

So today, the Pacers players have become like this. They were listless and sleepy-eyed. These are two completely different people from the Pacers who fought tenaciously on the court yesterday. Stephenson even laid the floor in the airplane aisle, and Henson saw this cargo bring two women back to his room yesterday......

Henson stood up, wearing a plain black suit. After all, yesterday's corn-yellow suit representing the Pacers has been completely ruined by the champagne war. Fortunately, Anjiali received several spare clothes for Henson, otherwise Henson might have to borrow clothes from the players today.

?“ I really should give each of you a mirror, so that you can see for yourselves what you look like now! World champion, that's what it looks like? Henson shouted from the front of the cockpit, and the players opened their eyes and looked around. Stephenson jumped to his feet, surprised that he had slept on the aisle!

That guy, I guess he thought he was warming up with two women.

???“ Rub your faces together and get them clean! The plane was about to land, so I was cheered up, and there were a lot of fans waiting outside. Let them see what a world champion should look like! ”

"Yes, sir!" The players replied energetically.

Henson smiled with satisfaction and sat back down. In the seat next to Henson, there was a golden O'Brien Cup. He couldn't help but hold the trophy in his arms again, as if he was hugging a hot beauty.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" At this point, Master Herbert walked over to Henson and sat down, a three-seater plane, Henson sat by the window, O'Brien Cup in the middle, and Herbert sat in the seat near the aisle.

"That's right, it's beautiful...... I don't think the Pacers' championship showroom will be monotonous anymore in the future. Do you want to hug her? Henson said, handing Herbert the O'Brien Cup.

Herbert didn't refuse, even though the trophy was still stained with sticky champagne and the lip prints of countless people.

"What are your thoughts on the championship parade? It's been one of the greatest summers in Indianapolis, and I'm not going to skimp on money. Herbert stroked the trophy as he chatted with Henson.

"Don't say that, boss. Maybe next year, you'll have the chance to host a championship parade? Don't put all your money in at once. Henson blinked, he knew very well that George, Leonard and other young people had not really grown up yet.

The Pacers have more than one championship!

"I like your confidence, Henson. Rest assured, as long as you can bring the championship back, I guarantee that every championship parade will be extravagant! ”

"I know you're willing to do your best for the sake of the team, Herbert. I can't really give much advice about the championship parade. But when it comes to championships, I do know for sure that if the Pacers are to remain competitive, we'll have to keep most of the players we have. That is, a few seasons later, when the rookie players are faced with contract extensions...... You may need to spend more luxury tax. ”

"I know what you're worried about, Henson. But as long as you and Bird are still in charge of this team, then the line-up is up to you. Herbert smiled slightly, compared to the championship, the luxury tax does not seem to be too much of a problem for the Simon family, "We support you and Bird as much as possible, and you and Bird have the final say in basketball matters." ”

Henson nodded reassuringly, hoping that when the time comes, Herbert will be able to fulfill his promise......

Twenty minutes later, the plane landed at Indianapolis International Airport.

Reporters and a line of fans rushed to greet them, and the police officers tasked with maintaining order struggled to keep them behind the security line.

Looking through the plane's small oval window, Henson exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Ready!? Guys! It's time to take the champion home! ”

Once again, Henson delivered his "pre-match shout-out."

The cabin door slowly opened, the gangway stretched out, and the outside of the plane suddenly flashed brightly, and the fans burst into violent cheers!

The first person to get out of the plane was Chris. Paul, who holds the O'Brien Cup in his left hand and his FMVP trophy in his right hand.

As the team's star and biggest player, Paul undoubtedly has the first qualification to show his face. And the O'Brien Cup is also the first time in history that it has appeared on the soil of Indianapolis!

??“ Ladies and gentlemen...... This is the first O'Brien Cup for the Pacers! Accompanied by the exclamation of the female reporter, the live TV broadcast gave a big close-up of the trophy in Paul's hand.

"The player who picked it up used to wear the Los Angeles Lakers gold, the Boston Celtics green, the Chicago Bulls red...... Now, it's finally the Indiana Pacers' turn of cornyellow! ”

Subsequently, there were Horford, George, West, Green...... Every player who stepped off the plane, whether it was the main player or the substitute, was enthusiastically cheered by the fans. After all, these guys are the first championship players in the history of the Pacers!

And the players have also changed their fatigue just now, and they have become energetic again.

Vogel couldn't help but smile, Henson's shouts were always so effective. Both on the pitch and off the pitch.

When all the players were on the scene, the cheers of the fans were an octave higher. They all know that it's time for the champion coach to play!

The first championship coach in the history of the Pacers is out!

Seeing Henson waving off the plane, the fans became even more agitated than they had just been. The officers who maintained order were almost out of their hats, and sure enough, Henson. Wherever Joe goes, he causes unrest!

Henson walked up to the fans with his trademark smile and arms raised. At this time, no one will jump out to question him again, and no one will dare to look down on the Walker anymore.

This thrill of standing on top of the world is addictive to Henson!

So, Henson pulled his throat and shouted three sentences in the middle of the fans, which will be very important in the history of the Pacers in the future.

"Let the whole league tremble! Let our opponents be scared to go! To hell with those who despise us! ”

After that, the fans became even more frenzied, and the pressure on the police officers who maintained order at the airport skyrocketed. At this point, they must have hated Henson as much as the reporters before them. Joe.

Seeing the fans cheering along with Henson, Herbert seemed to suddenly understand something.

Regardless of Chris. No matter how big Paul is, no matter how well-connected Bird is. But that Chinese man is the real king of Indianapolis!

Luxury tax? What's so hard about spending some luxury tax on a Henson-led roster?

Henson's message to Herbert is clear: it's just the beginning! As long as your work can be supported, the championship will come again!