The second unlucky dunk to not participate in the dunk contest is Aaron Iverson, who has no dunk in the latter's career label, despite how great his dunk is.

However, one thing to say is that when it comes to Allen Iverson, it shouldn't just be a dunk, and it will never be a dunk...

Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame, which is a symbol of the highest glory for basketball players. Aaron Iverson became one of them. He took the stage and faced the world to tell how he felt at the moment.

He still hasn't changed, even in a suit and leather shoes, he feels the hip-hop style on him, and he has four pigtails on his head, like a combination of short hair and a ditch head. He walked up to the stage, patted his chest, and greeted everyone in the room.

He's still as real as he was when he first entered the league. 20 years later, he is 41 years old, and he is mature compared to the 21-year-old young man who was not afraid of the sky and the earth when he first entered the league. This is the mark of time. A large part of his speech was thanks, he thanked everyone in his life, his mother, his wife, his children, coaches, teammates, opponents... He said he loved them, that they were the ones who made him who he was, and that without them he might not have been anything.

He seemed to use the podium as a basketball court, and he stood upright, his voice shaking from side to side. When he mentioned Georgetown University's instructor John Thompson, he began to choke up, crying, and everything was true. Coach Thompson, who sat right next to him, said Coach Thompson was the man who "saved his life." When he mentioned his mom, he was a little out of tears. His mother sat in the second row, staring at him intently, with tears of happiness.

Those who know Iverson know that he comes from the slums, single-parent family of Hampton, Virginia. Growing up in an environment of darkness and violence, crime and death, Iverson's character was created, unruly, he always wanted to break free from all this, he wanted to change his life, he wanted his mother to live a good life, because his childhood background and the life he experienced at the bottom of the society made him stronger and harder than ordinary people.

He would suddenly cry because he was talking about someone, and he would also talk about someone who would suddenly laugh. Without exaggeration or concealment, the more than 30 minutes of his speech seemed to recall his career quickly. From his Georgetown University, to being selected by the 76ers as the top pick and becoming the symbol of Philadelphia, to Denver, Detroit returned to the 76ers and retired, these love-hate hatreds were all "thanks and love" by him at this moment.

His idol, Michael Jordan, the guide of his basketball path, used humorous language to describe his thoughts when he first faced Jordan.

"That's Michael."

"I couldn't help but look at him, look at his shoes, the Jordan he was wearing"

"He's my Jordan, my idol, my hero."

So how did he go against his idol? One-on-one and Jordan challenged, and then, beat him.

That is the most classic image that Iverson left behind. Facing Jordan's defense, he kept dribbling left and right, changing his rhythm. He dribbled the ball to his left hand, and at that moment, as if the air was frozen and time stood still, the ball seemed to stick to his left hand, and Jordan followed his rhythm, constantly moving his feet. Suddenly, the left hand accelerated, shook Jordan, and hit the dry onion-like dry pull. It is as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning.

That night, Jordan scored 31 points, Iverson scored 32 points, and Philadelphia lost the game, but Iverson beat his childhood idol in one-on-one and made Jordan remember the rookie's name deeply. Philadelphia No. 3 has been known to the whole world ever since.

He's always been like this, unadorned. Alan Iverson, the controversial but enduring icon of the new century, his heroism, his uninhibited personality, his courage to never change himself even when he is the enemy of the world, his hip-hop style, his solo fight on the court, his solo ride on the Savior, all intertwined, is Allen Iverson.

He thanked Coach Larry Brown, who had been at odds with each other. Coach Brown, with his head full of gray hair, sat behind him, and he said that he loved Coach Brown, and that it was Coach Brown who made him the MVP and what he achieved with the 76ers. Coach Brown smiled kindly.

He thanked the Los Angeles Lakers in 2001 for forcing the best of Kobe Bryant to him. That year, Iverson led Philadelphia to the Finals.

Fifteen years ago, on June 6, the last day Iverson was 25 years old, he stood on the stage of the finals for the first and only time in his career. It was the best years of his career, facing the Los Angeles Lakers of the OK combination, O'Neal raged the basket like a beast under the basket, Iverson, the "thin" body, hit the basket again and again as a brave man, he was injured, fell again and again, and got up again, he fought on the court for 52 minutes, every minute was as cruel as a sword, he made Staples from the initial earth-shattering cheers to the final silence, and the Lakers' 11-game winning streak in the playoffs was ended by him, That night, with 48 points, 5 rebounds and 6 assists, he vividly interpreted the word hero.

What does it matter if you don't have a championship?

"I don't have any regrets about my career." These are the words of Iverson when he retired.

In his 14-year NBA career, every moment of his existence has been quite controversial. That love and uncompromise, including the "training" incident in the past, no matter how loud the outside world doubted, could not stop him from showing his best on the basketball court.

His whole career has been like a fighter, always fighting, fighting against his opponents, fighting against the outside world. Survive strong in the sound of doubts, stand up strong in the torture of injuries, all difficulties, in front of him, can be turned into a driving force for progress, what he does is to shuttle like an elf on the court lined with elders, with gorgeous dribbling, Ling Bo micro step, shaking the opponent in front of him, his ultimate goal is always to put the ball in the basket. For that, he can play the full 48 minutes, and for that, he can step over the opponent's body, and for that, he can be the enemy of the whole world. His arrogance, his unruliness, and his strength made him a sign of the times, making his followers line up behind him, cheering for him and crazy for him.

So, the moment he turned to leave, there was no regret. His every move on the pitch has infected fans and even opponents. The moment he returned to Philadelphia, he knelt down, kissed the floor, and returned to his roots. Love and loyalty are intertwined, and that's the perfect answer.