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Fox-Leon stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom of the locker room, staring at his face and counting again.

It's been four years since Fox Leon came to this plane. Four years ago, when he looked at his face in the bathroom of the bar, his right eye swollen like a walnut, his body looked decadent and depraved, like a piece of walking corpse. In four years, his appearance has not changed much, except that his hair has become shorter, his face is less puffy, and he is a little more emaciated.

Many times, the memory in the soul still can't be fully matched with the body, and in many late nights, Leon wakes up from his deep sleep and thinks that he has a big dream, until he turns on the light in the bathroom and sees the face in the mirror, only to know that this is not a dream, he has really crossed over and become Fox Leon.

At this time, Leon will lie in bed, looking at the darkness of the sky, trying to search his mind for some memories related to his past life. It's just that most of the time it is useless, and the mind is more about some memories of this body. In the continuous integration and interlacing, Leon even had some confusion, could it be that the life of Fan Chen he experienced was a dream?

However, sometimes some memories leak in, which makes Leon feel the temperature of his former life, and even makes him have the urge to return to China and find himself. However, when he turned around and touched the hand of Holmenez beside him, he felt that this time and space were extremely real, and she would subconsciously hold Leon's hand tightly in her sleep.

During his time at MCI, Leon thought about what he would do when he got out of prison. If he can retrieve his former memories, he will definitely become a wealthy man, or make a great career in some other field, just like every time-traveler has done great things. Even if he can't get back his old memories, relying on the consciousness and knowledge he still has left, he can have a reliable job in the United States and start a new career and life.

But he never imagined that he would become a basketball coach, a member of the most famous basketball team in the United States, and for more than four years, he fought to fulfill his dream of becoming a champion.

Leon has never been a sports lover, whether it is the soul of the past or the body of the present, boxing is just for the sake of making a living, and if he really loves boxing, he will not be reduced to the point of playing fake boxing. In his eyes, basketball is more like a game, full of hormones, sweat and passion, and countless people have paid money, time and energy for it, just for the little ball to fall into that little basket.

When he first came into contact with this thing, Leon didn't think it was fun, and at Marshfield's training camp, the only thing that interested him in basketball was the step-function model that was generated when ten people moved around a ball on the court. On top of that, there may be those not-so-good memories of basketball in this body, in that big night of celebration, in the cold and desperate hospital.

Now, it's night like this again, but not in Boston, but in Los Angeles.

"Fawkes! Did you fall down the toilet? The game is about to start, come out and say something! Rick Carlisle came from outside the door, and tonight was June 13th, Game 4 of the Finals, and the Celtics, who were leading 3-0, welcomed their championship point.

Leon pulled away from the mirror and memories, washed his hands, straightened his hair and collar, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing Rick Carlisle's inquiring expression, Leon said, "Go back, first mate, the final voyage is about to begin, and I have already seen the lighthouse." ”

The Celtics' locker room was much quieter than usual tonight, with Arenas and Garnett all gone, Reid reading quietly, Paul Pierce putting on his shoelaces seriously, and P.J. Brown calling his wife and children. The other players were either warming up or in a daze, and there was just no one to talk to. It's a far cry from the lively, cheerful dressing room vibe of the Celtic of the past.

When Leon came out of the toilet, everyone's eyes were focused on Leon, everyone was looking at him, and the confidence, composure and calm temperament that he exuded could affect almost everyone around him.

Leon tightened his tie, coughed lightly and said, "I'm ready...... and then he stood in the center of the locker room looking at everyone, the locker room was silent for three seconds, and Kevin Garnett was the first to speak: "Me too!" ”

"Me too!" Paul Pierce also replied.

"Me too!" "Me too......" "Me too!" Reed, Anderson, Brown, Carlisle...... The whole locker room was one after another.

When the locker room was quiet again, Leon took a cigar and a match from his pocket and lit it in his mouth, smoke rising in the locker room.

"Ready, let's go get back what we once had. It's not tomorrow, it's not the day after tomorrow, it's not back to Boston, it's today, now, here. ”

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The Stamp Center is still full tonight, and although the Lakers are already standing on the edge of the cliff, fans are still full of confidence and hope for their home team. This is also the reason why the NBA and basketball have endured, no matter whether they win or lose, they always have the future in mind.

But the Celtics don't think about the future anymore, they only have the past and the present in their hearts.

The last time the Celtics won a championship here was back in 1969, but it was the last of seven big games, the Lakers were full of expectations that they would win the championship in Los Angeles, and the stadium was ready with balloons to celebrate the championship, but Bill Russell announced in the locker room that "anything is possible in this world, only the Lakers beat the Celtics," and the Celtics defeated the Lakers to win the championship, and Russell had a perfect curtain call.

Now, more than 30 years later, the shame of that time is still unforgettable in the hearts of Angelenos, but it is not surprising that this embarrassing scene is likely to be repeated.

When the Celtics players stepped on the bright yellow floor, the fans could feel a cold snap rushing in, and the green cold snap, led by a terrible coach, appeared here with teeth and claws.

"I hate green." Jack Nicholson, who was sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but complain.

But this chill still soaked every corner of the stadium, and when the introduction of players and coaches began to take place, there was not even a boo. In the last game, the opening boos were loud and loud, and now the fans seem to find that the boos are meaningless. Fox Leon stands on the sidelines like a stone statue. Tonight he wore a gray-green plaid suit, very retro, as if Auerbach had reappeared on the sidelines.

By half past seven in the evening, the game officially began, and tonight's referee was Bavita, a veteran referee in the league. And David Stern was still sitting on the sidelines, directly across from him, with the glittering O'Brien Cup.

In the first quarter of the game, the Lakers were able to barely hold on, and Shaquille O'Neal frantically attacked the basket, but the Celtics felt surprisingly good, and the three-pointers smashed towards the Lakers' basket like rain.

In the second quarter, the Lakers gradually couldn't hold on, O'Neal couldn't keep catching the ball, Kobe Bryant tried to take over the offense but it didn't work, and without Karl Malone, the Lakers' offense became extremely bad and single. The score was slowly pulling away, and when the third quarter began, the Celtics played a wave of 10:0**, and the difference instantly came to 17 points, and the Los Angeles people collapsed.

Not all championship battles are exciting, and for the winners, the result is all that matters in the moment. The Celtics' players are more relaxed and confident the more they play, while the Lakers are getting more and more relaxed, and the pre-game rhetoric of wanting to drag the game back to Boston has come to naught.

In the fourth quarter, when the Celtics opened up the margin by 31 points, everyone knew that it was all over, and the Celtics' benches all stood up, and they had no way to sit and watch the game. Leon stood on the sidelines, but his heart was very calm, because everything fell into place and was not alarmed. 4:0, 4:0, 4:0, 4:0, , four sweeps, unprecedented.

When Kevin Garnett called a timeout for a deliberate foul on a defense, and Leon replaced all of his main players, he pulled the unfinished cigar out of his pocket, struck a match, and lit him.

Bavita immediately blew the whistle and blew Leon for a technical foul while ejecting him from the game. Leon himself replaced himself.

As he exited the arena through the players' tunnel, a fan sitting nearby whispered to Leon: "Congratulations! (Congratulations!) ）”

Leon turned his head to look at him, smiled, and suddenly felt tears in his eyes.

"I've never regretted being a basketball coach because I had a new life." (To be continued.) )