The Nets' home arena is Continental Airlines Stadium, located in East Rutherford, New Jersey, on the edge of the city and with a capacity of 18,000 fans.

Next to the Continental Airlines Stadium is a street called South Flores, and on the morning of May 7, a Buick van pulled up on the street, with a man and a woman alight. The man has an ordinary appearance, but the woman has a beautiful surname, especially the tall figure, which is rare even among tall American female surnames.

"South Flores Street is the largest sports and entertainment street in East Rutherford, and it also sells some quirky gadgets, so if you're visiting New Jersey, you should definitely check out this street." The girl smiled and said to the man next to her, but her eyes were not on the man's face, but on his chest.

The girl said a few more words, and the two walked to a darkly lit street corner, where a small shop called "Daddy Jim" opened. The man pointed his chest at the three-sided glass window outside the store, and a small and delicate camera pinned to the collar of his suit allowed some gadgets to enter the audience in front of the television: a magic ball of the "Cursed Pistons" with a price tag of $35; One is a "cheer for the Nets" candle that sells for $5.

Seeing that there were customers overflowing, the bald white boss hurriedly greeted him, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he greeted happily: "Sir, madam, what do you want?" Come, come in, come into my house, there is everything you need. ”

The girl nodded reservedly and followed from behind. The shop hall was filled with a good smell of incense, and the owner took a deep breath as if he smelled something delicious, and then introduced himself: "I am Hector, the owner here, the best 'spiritual healer' in New Jersey, of course, you can also call me 'Hector Priest' like my regulars here, as you can see, I have Mexican blood in my body, I am proficient in fortune-telling with tarot cards, and I know all kinds of blessings and curses."

The girl interrupted Boss Hector's gushing introduction, and she asked curiously, "Man, you said you would bless and curse?" Did anyone ask you to do that? ”

Hector had a smug smile on his face, and he said with a smile: "Of course, of course, in recent days, a lot of people have asked me to perform blessings and curses, if you don't believe me, then you can wait a little longer, every day Nets fans come to ask me to perform a ceremony to curse the Pistons." ”

"Oh God, you know basketball? What are the contents? The girl's pretty face showed an expression of interest, which made the bald boss very happy.

"Actually, I don't know about basketball, because I never watch sports, and I don't pay hundreds of dollars to watch that big room for that ball, and I know that because my clients are talking about it right now," Hector said. As for the curse, the ultimate goal is to make the Pistons guys play badly, specifically, like not being able to score or something. The theme of yesterday's ceremony was to get Martin back to form and block their shots. Of course, the most is the curse book. Wallace that guy."

"What did you curse him?" The girl looked even more excited, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Hector recalled: "The day before yesterday, someone asked me to curse him for prostrating on a woman's belly so that he could not play. You know, that guy is really romantic, he's had affairs with a lot of women, it's said to have Hollywood actresses, a female journalist, his teammate's pretty sister, oh, and his agent, who is said to have his agent. Oh God, I envy him, I guess he must have a big, otherwise there wouldn't be so many like him. ”

At this point, Hector's eyebrows fluttered even more, and his eyes kept swimming between the girl's tall murder weapon, slender waist, and slender legs.

The girl glared at Hector, who seemed very dissatisfied with his words, and said to the man's chest: "This kind of thing happens in many places in New Jersey, and the team that fans here hate the most right now is the Detroit Pistons." After completing a two-game winning streak at home, the Nets' prospects are quickly being downcast. Brown even said that they are ready to wrap up this round of playoffs in New Jersey, which means they are confident that they will win both of them."

"But that's impossible!" A rough voice interrupted the girl, who thought she was introducing basketball to the man in the suit.

The girl turned around and saw two men walking in one after the other, and she smiled and asked, "Sir, do you have any different opinions?" ”

The man at the head said arrogantly: "Of course, of course, the Detroit people can't get a victory with us!" They just stole the win in the first two games, and that won't happen in New Jersey. They were swept out of the tournament by us at this time last season and will be a bit luckier this year to win two games and then go out. ”

"You seem to hate the Pistons?" The girl asked with interest.

The man nodded: "Of course, I have bought season tickets for the Nets for many years, in fact, I don't like the Pistons alone, but the team I don't like the most is undoubtedly my least favorite, they always intimidate their opponents with violent eyes." I especially hate that Ben of the Pistons. Wallace, the guy would go to play with a rough body, and he insulted this elegant sport. ”

The man behind the man, who was also apparently a fan, complained: "We don't like the Pistons, whether it's their players or their coaches. It's a particularly arrogant team, and sometimes you feel like they're looking at people not with their eyes, but with their nostrils, as if we only deserve them to conquer. What's the big deal? Didn't we get rid of it last year? What a fucking bastard, how did these devils suddenly become so powerful this season? ”

The girl said to the collar camera of the man in the suit: "The extreme dislike of the fans for the Pistons is not only in New Jersey, but also on the home courts of other teams, and through the introductions of these two friends, I found out why." People don't just hate the Pistons because of basketball, because fans like to think of the game of basketball as a war between angels and demons, and the current strength of the Pistons makes them look like the devil with horns on their heads forever. ”

The man who spoke later was obviously more reasonable, and he added some notes to the girl's words, saying, "The existence of the Pistons is depressing for many other NBA teams because it seems like they are always the protagonists of the game, and I think that's why most people want the Pistons to lose." Now it's us who want to beat them, it's not easy, but at least we have more supporters. ”

Hector was anxious to sell his products, so he talked about his business: "Now that Continental Airlines Stadium has allowed fans to bring yellow 'cheer for the Nets' candles into the stadium, I have reason to think that as the series progresses, those 'cursed Pistons' magic balls with all kinds of spells will be in vogue, and if you don't like magic candles and magic balls, then you can check out my new product 'Doom Water' and voodoo puppets with Pistons players' names written on them, which are very useful." ”

After listening to Hector's introduction, a charming and seductive smile appeared on the girl's face, and she blinked and asked, "Is there anything more useful then?" ”

"Of course, I'm a great priest, and what better way to pray for the Nets than to curse the opponent is to pray for the good luck of the Nets, and as long as you are willing to pay, I am willing to hold a prayer ceremony for the Nets at any time." Hector said kindly, "Curses will only make people lose both, and blessings are more useful." ”

Later, the two men pouted together when they heard Hector's words: "But Mr. Priest, you are so greedy that you ask for five hundred dollars for a blessing?" That's more expensive than a VIP ticket at Continental Airlines Stadium! ”

"But a VIP ticket doesn't bring the Nets a victory, and prayers may be useful." Hector argued unyieldingly.

In the end, the girl bargained for fifty dollars to buy two magic balls and two magic candles, and after walking out of the shop, she smiled again at the chest of the man in the suit: "This is the ESPN sports live broadcast room, I am your friend, Erin. Andrews. Well, that's the end of this morning interview, so please wait for the third game of the Eastern Conference semifinals, which airs tonight at 6:50, when the Detroit Pistons take on the Nets on the road. ”

If it weren't for Erin's reminder, then Hua Ben would have thought he was attending the night party when he entered. I saw the candlelight in the Continental Airlines Stadium, and all kinds of fluorescent balls waved in the air, leaving bright traces, as if fireflies were flying.

"I wish you happiness in life, I wish you happiness in life" Mirisic sang loudly with his hands behind his back, which seemed to have a little meaning.

Patin's expression was also moved, he took Hua Ben's hand and said, "Captain, were we too eager to kill before?" You see how nice the fans in New Jersey are, they know it's my birthday, and they organized such a birthday candlelight party, these fans are so cute. ”

Wabbon didn't want to tell the truth to destroy Pattin's innocence, but for the sake of victory, he ended up telling the truth: "Brother, this is not a candlelight party, it's the New Jersey people who are cursing us." Did you know that it was a candle? That's the 'Cursed Pistons' magic candle! ”

Rashid and Billups laughed at Padding's embarrassed expression, the former laughing and returning his thighs: "You think you're Michael. Jordan, huh? No, even Michael isn't qualified to let a playoff opponent give him a life unless God comes. ”

"Damn, my god is not to kill the Nets, you can't throw away your armor!" Paddy's eyes cracked, and the misunderstanding was so embarrassing.

The Pistons came to play on the road, and Paris followed, and Huaben thought that the girl was currently in love with Patin, so he was in a hurry. But Eva, Bell, and Cheryl also came, the latter was to accompany his brother to spend his life, and the former claimed to be Huaben's agent, what about Bell? Bell is feeling that there is no one at home and she is alone!

In this regard, Brown had no choice but to tell Huaben: "Ben, I know you are in great health, maybe eight times a night or nine times or something, but you better pay attention, it's the playoffs, every point of physical strength is important, you know what I mean?" ”

(To be continued)