Chapter Ninety-Four: Love? Or don't love?
Patrick Ewing fell to the ground, not getting up for a long time, and the Magic team doctor knelt beside him with a medicine box to do a check-up.
Foul!
Yes! I was fouled, and with Patrick Ewing in position, there was only one end to my strong offense – an offensive foul.
But the foul was worth it for the Wizards, Patrick Ewing was taken out by me, and with Stephen Hunter in front, I took out both of the Magic's centers.
"Kwame Brown's offense is violent, it's so destructive, any opponent has to take him seriously, he's really strong for a big center who defends him," he said.
"It's a tough decision for any center, is it to defend or not to defend a tank-crushing offense like Kwame Brown? Defend it! You've got to be ready to get hurt, if you don't guard against him, you're going to have your back in the top five of the week......"
"Although Patrick Ewing is old, but his body is still strong, even the inhuman body like a gorilla has been injured, I believe that in the NBA, only the Los Angeles shark can withstand Kwame Brown's attack, if anyone dares to let go, I believe that Kwame Brown can use 6 fouls in exchange for the opponent's 6 people to get off the court, and the game will go into garbage time early!"
I was substituted, and the Magic players were already red-eyed, but the foul was allowed, I was just an offensive foul, and if the opponent didn't get in front of me, it wasn't even a foul.
The Magic team no longer has a center, and although Etan Thomas, Brandon Haywood, and Janherdy White have limited levels, it is undeniable that they are much better than the Magic interior without a center.
Maddie is still mighty, but the Magic team without a center is gradually pulling away.
There were very few opportunities to sit on the bench in the second quarter, when I was either fighting on the court or stretching on a folding mattress, and today because of the Wizards' early lead, Doug Collins still didn't play at the end of the stretch.
I was on the bench with Michael Jordan next to me and Richard Hamilton leading the bench in the struggle.
In the 5th minute of the second quarter, the score had expanded to 15 points, and the Magic team, which was not strong on the inside, completely collapsed, and I closed my eyes and wanted to take a break, and I had been struggling with my brain cells for money recently.
"Smack!" I was slapped hard in the leg.
I opened my eyes and just remembered to curse, and now Michael Jordan was looking at me with wide eyes.
"What are you doing?" Michael Jordan asked me viciously.
"Huh?!" I don't know what to say.
"It's a game, don't desert!" Michael Jordan said with anger in his back
I quickly focused on watching the game on the field.
"Look at that 1o, do you know him?" Michael Jordan said, pointing to a small man waving a towel on the Magic bench.
It's Darrell Armstrong! He was waving a towel and yelling in celebration of a goal just scored by the Magic.
"Yes!" I replied.
"Any idea how Darrell got into the NBA?" Michael Jordan asked again.
It is estimated that few people know about this issue, Darrell Armstrong is not an All-Star, not one of those well-known superstars, does not have many prominent qualifications, is the kind of second-rate player who grabs a lot of money in the NBA, and there is no negative news, and there are almost no opportunities to appear on news programs.
Michael Jordan shook his head at me and said:
"His height is limited, his original dream is not to enter the professional basketball league, but to be a player in NF1, and no NBA team is willing to sign him after graduating from college, in order to live, he can only travel to China and Spain to play, and no one is optimistic about his future."
"In 1995, the Magic team gave him a 1o day short-term contract because of an injury, and he could only mix garbage time or play on the court for a few minutes during the respite phase of the main players, and no one was optimistic about his future, because his performance in the limited time was also very average, and he didn't have too many excellent performances."
"1o days were just a few games, and it was fast enough for everyone to think he was going to stay away from the NBA, but John Gabri, the general manager of the Magic, decided to sign him and give him a base salary contract, because as long as his teammates had a good performance on the court, and his excited expression on the bench was like this was his parent team, John Gabrie could feel his love for basketball and his loyalty to the team."
"He is always so passionate on the sidelines, cheering for each of his teammates, maybe his strength is average, but his passion, his professionalism can touch everyone."
"As time goes by, he plays more and more games, he trains harder and harder, his table is getting better and better, and he is already the main force of this team!"
"You can have bad talent, but you can't live without passion, you can't live without love for basketball."
"As a professional player, you not only have to work the field, you also have to fight hard when you sit on the bench, and it is not passers-by who sweat on the field, but your teammates, your comrades who share life and death, and his life and death are closely related to you."
"Your teammates are playing on the field and you're sleeping on the sidelines, what do you think your teammates will think of you? Are you dismissing their cousins, or do you have any opinion about them? ”
"Since you love basketball so much, train hard, and work hard to improve yourself, then join your teammates! Kwame! Join them and you will be even greater! ”
I quietly looked at the little man who was shouting loudly and waving a towel, the point guard who had never participated in the draft and could only sign a 1o day contract initially, and my heart was full of respect.
I kept asking myself, do I love basketball? How deep is the love?
Although I trained hard and worked the court, my original goal was not to be a parallel trader, and I didn't have the word "love for basketball" in my instinct.
People say that without love, there is no success, and once again I felt a little confused about how far I could go in basketball.
"Come on! Hold a towel! Wave it up! Michael Jordan said as he handed me a towel.
I stood up with Michael Jordan and started the celebration for a successful breakaway layup by Tyrone Luw, though my mind was full of doubt.
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