Chapter Ninety-Five: All Kinds of Love!
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Without the protection of the inside, although Maddy scored the game's highest score of 48 points, the Magic was still slaughtered by the Wizards.
I scored 16 points, nine rebounds, three blocks, six fouls, and five of them were offensive fouls, and in the third quarter, Magic's head coach Doug Rivers directly made an offensive foul on me, and I quickly left the court with six fouls. But before I could get off the court, I also had Pat Garrity of the Magic graduate early.
Hot water sprayed on the tight skin, soothed the stiff muscles, washed away the fatigue after the race, I held my head high, turned the shower to the maximum, let the sprayed water jet hit my face, try to make my thinking clearer, think more clearly.
Christian Leitner was next to him, singing the unknown song. The back muscles are stiff, and in order to prevent accidents, he has been guarding the water cooler on the bench in recent games. This small setback did not bring him any discomfort, he was still so cheerful, so confident.
"Christian, do you like basketball?" I asked.
"Even? What do you mean? Christian Leitner turned his head in bewilderment, thinking he had misheard.
"I mean you like basketball, or even love basketball?" I repeat my question.
"Haha! What's wrong? Christian Leitner asked with a wicked smile, "Did your new girlfriend ask you if you like basketball a little more, or do you like you a little more?" β
"Nope! I just wanted to ask how you feel about basketball! Your basketball skills are so good! Must have a lot of love for basketball! I said in the affirmative.
"Hah!" Christian Leitner laughed: "This question is a bit strict! But I don't think I love basketball! β
"Even? Why? I was very surprised, "If you don't love basketball, why are your basketball skills so good?" β
"Ha......" Christian Leitner seemed to be full of mockery at my question.
"At the beginning, just because of his height, he was selected as a basketball player by the school, and when he joined the team, there were more than a dozen, and the coach told a kind lie in the first training session, praising a dozen of us as the most talented basketball players in the world, and I will definitely be famous for basketball in the future, I was attracted by the wonderful prospects he depicted, and for that wonderful future, I trained desperately, looking forward to one day my dream can come true."
"A year later, my hard work paid off and I became a regular on the varsity team. In the games against other schools, our school often loses, and there are always one or two people on each team who are against me who are about the same as me, or even much better than me. At that time, I was young and vigorous, and there was always a momentum in my heart not to admit defeat, and my coach was constantly fanning the flames, so I practiced hard, and I became the best one in our district, haha......"
"Later, when I went to college, I was expected to lead the team well enough, I was given an infinite aura, but at the same time, I was under a lot of pressure, I was full of expectant eyes behind me, I had to score enough points in every game, grab enough rebounds, block every shot of the opponent, so I had to continue to train hard and improve my skills to the better, just for those expectant eyes."
"After that, I entered the NBA, got married, had children, I had to support my family, and in order to make my family better, I had to play hard, if I didn't play hard, my next contract would be a basic salary, and even become no ball to play, so I would be unemployed and become poor."
"We eat young food, we have to get enough salary when we are young, save enough money, so that we can live a comfortable life after we retire, and the premise of getting enough salary is that you have to play well, play hard, play hard."
"No one is going to have trouble with money, I'm a human being, and the purpose of playing hard now is to earn a big contract and get more salary, and it's hard to say whether I love to play basketball or not." Christian Leitner wiped his face, his voice full of vicissitudes.
Silent! There was a sense of helplessness in the air.
"In fact, there are many kinds of love, if you are a paranoid, desperately playing just to defeat your opponents, then you love basketball, if you play desperately in order to get a big contract, this is also a kind of expression of love, but the essence of your direct love is money, but the appearance is basketball, in short, as long as you train hard, you are trying to love, no matter how disgusted you are in your heart!"
"I don't know why you play basketball or train so hard, but I know it's also a sign of love. As long as you work hard, then you are in love with him, whether you are outwardly in love or in essence. β
As long as you work hard, then you are in love.
It's simple, but it's also profound. I thought I was just trying to run away from the title of parallel import, which was not love. But now it seems that it is also a kind of love. I seem to get some point.
Walking out of the bathroom, Hubert Davis and Bobby Simmons were suddenly sitting on a bench in the dressing room, sighing.
"What's wrong, Hubert? Why don't you go to the shower? Christian Leitner asked.
Hubert Davis and Bobby Simmons looked up at the two of us with a look of helplessness and sadness.
"We're being traded!" Hubert Davis shook his head and said helplessly, his voice full of unwillingness.
"Huh? Why? Why haven't you heard any wind before? Christian Leitner asked in surprise.
I hid behind Christian Leitner, afraid to look at Hubert Davis and Bobby Simmons, my heart was pounding, my heart was full of uneasiness, I felt like I had betrayed my friend, I was dragging them both down.
"Where to go?" Christian Leitner asked slowly. The voice had subsided, and it seemed that there was no longer the surprise just now.
"To the Timberwolves, me, Bobby, and **yes, the three of us traded for Chauncey Billups, Loren Woods, and Sam Mitchell." Hubert Davis said, shaking his head.
"Why? What did Michael say? Christian Leitner asked, puzzled.
"Michael said: The team needs a point guard, so they traded me for Chauncey Billups, and for salary parity, they traded Bobby Simmons and Yaye Jones." Hubert Davis looked incredulous, his voice suddenly raised n decibels, and he scolded loudly:
"Fuck off, pay equal! Sam Mitchell is the highest-paid guy! But that guy is 39 years old this year! I can't play anymore! The fuck believes this......" he said as he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, tears already dripping down his face.
Hubert Davis was a little hoarse, but very excited.
I didn't dare to speak up, I felt like a criminal, and the three of them were involved in me, because of my business, Michael Jordan was ready to trade them.
"Hubert, you're also a veteran player, this is the NBA, this is the mall, we are the goods, let's open some! It's not like you haven't been traded, don't think about it! Let's go, let's go have a drink together, and practice it for the three of you! Christian Leitner explained, then turned to me and said, "Kwamei, you don't drink, I'll take your car, and you'll take me home in a moment!"
I nodded in agreement.
"This is the NBA, we are just a bunch of goods, people will come to pick every day, if the guests are selected, and the price is right, we have to change owners, this is the NBA, this is the business."
"If you want to be in control of your own destiny, if you want to be able to decide where you want to go, you have to be the best, the one that no one can replace, the one who can win the championship, otherwise you will be put on the counter one day."
"Work hard, in this world, whether you love it or not, you must work hard, otherwise you will eventually be eliminated!"
"So as long as you enter this alliance, it doesn't matter whether you love or not, because you can only love, the key is the Cheng dΓΉ you love."
"In order not to be traded, then train hard, this is also a kind of love!"
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