Chapter 207: Jordan's idol

MIC center, home team dressing room, I changed my clothes and looked at Larry. Hughes bought this morning's S1AM newspaper.

"The double ugly team together, the Wizards slaughter the wolves away!"

This is the headline in the NBA section of S1AM, and the article says to me and Larry. Hughes's table xiàn was greatly appreciated and almost put me and Larry. Hughes boasted in yesterday's table xiàn as a god and thought that I and Larry. Hughes is the epitome of a new pair of inside-outside, believing that the two of us have what it takes to win a championship if we work together.

The more I watched, the happier I became, and although I couldn't listen to what these reporters said, they really satisfied my vanity.

Of course, the happiest thing for me is Michael. Jordan's cynicism at the post-game press conference with Mr. McHale.

"Although Quasimodo has a geometric face, a square nose, and an outward-turned mouth, he may be the ugliest person in the world, and everyone will laugh at him, but he is also the most beautiful man in the world, he has a kind heart, and he is the noblest person in the world!"

"Mr. McHale said Kwame. Brown and Cuarón. Butler's two kids are Quasimodo, the Wizards' big and small, and this is a compliment to the Wizards, and I'm very happy that the Wizards have two players with such good hearts. ”

"Of course, I'm happiest with Kwame. Brown and Cuarón. Butler's table in this game, they showed their due strength, they won the game, which is the reward they deserve as Quasimodo. ”

"As for why the Timberwolves lost the game, it's very simple, it's because they are missing two Quasimodo, and they are not even as good as ...... Quasimodo"

Michael. Jordan spoke eloquently at the post-game press conference, constantly sarcastically sneering Kevin who was sitting on the other side. McHale. And Kevin. McHale could only keep shaking his head on the rostrum, blushing and muttering, or scolding, words that no one could understand.

As soon as I think of Kevin. McHale's angry discolored face, I want to laugh.

"What are you laughing at? A cheap face! "Larry. Hughes pulled out his sneakers and sat down on the bench beside me.

"I didn't laugh at anything, I just remembered that Michael scolded Kevin at yesterday's press conference. McHale's scene, but you didn't see McHale's expression, the red orange peel face with a lot of wrinkles actually made Michael angry! I said with a smile.

"Go! Also red orange peel face? Red orange peel face is a healthy complexion, is that a healthy complexion? Is it obviously a dry orange peel face? "Larry. Hughes obviously hated Kevin as well. McHale.

"Damn! It's really, it's not smooth at all, it's dry, and the wrinkles on the face are obviously dried orange peels! You're so creative! Especially being by Michael, it was simply amazing, I admire Michael so much! "Me and Larry. Hughes studied Kevin together. McHale's skin.

"Yes! I also admire him very much, he scolded so much, he didn't even bring a dirty word, and McHale didn't even refute a word, this is simply a god! "Larry. Hughes put on his basketball shoes, jumped, and continued:

"However, you call me ugly, I admit it, I have been like this since I was a child, with this face shape, I have been ridiculed by people since I was a child! But you, although you are not handsome, but no matter how you look at him, he is not ugly! As a result, you see, all the newspapers have lined us up in two rows, and the wizards are ugly! It's simply insulting to my ugliness, can you keep up with my ugliness? If you keep up, you can keep up, why do you line up as a big Quasimodo, and I will become a little Quasimodo, am I not as ugly as you? "Larry. Hughes tugged at the beard of his chin with one hand and scratched his head with the other, with a thoughtful expression.

"Pull it down! Whoever is with you is a Quasimodo! Quasimodo yourself, I didn't admit that I was Quasimodo! "I put the newspaper down, stood up, and did two chest expansion exercises to retort to Larry. Hughes's words that compared me to his ugliness.

"Come on! Don't think it's a shame to be like Quasimodo, even if Quasimodo is another 3ooo years, it will be a world celebrity, as for the two of us, it is estimated that no one will know each other in 1oo years! How about the two of us as good as Quasimodo? "Larry. Hughes put on his coat and said as he pulled the lock.

"What are you talking about? Talking so hotly? "Tyrone. Lu changed his clothes and walked over.

"Go, go, this is the internal problem of the double ugly, what are you a handsome young man to mix with?" Larry. Hughes hand-picked Tyrone. Lu pushed aside.

"Who is ugly with you, I didn't admit that I was ugly!" I quickly retorted that I would not put the double ugly hat on my head.

"Why aren't you? Everyone McHale has said, you are Big Quasimodo, who is McHale? He's a Hall of Famer...... "Larry. Hughes chattered and once again pulled into the Wizards' double-ugly lineup.

"That's it! Gather! "Doug. Collins shouted.

All the people hurried in line, Doug. Collins cleared his throat and said:

"We've played really well in the last few games and I'm glad you've been able to work so hard, but don't take it lightly, the Wizards are a weak team, but they're not going to be slaughtered, their center Ilgoskas has returned, Ricky. Davis is also in perfect form, and the style of play they have drafted this season is similar to that of Allen. Iverson's Da Juan. Wagner, they may not have the strength to fight with us, we are still back-to-back, obviously inferior to the knights physically, we ......"

Doug. Collins was babbling on and on about all sorts of precautions, but I was Michael. Jordan kept his head down, and there seemed to be a mist in his eyes.

I touched Michael. Jordan asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Michael. Jordan wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, looked up and said, "It's okay!" An old friend reminds me! ”

"Who?" I'm a little curious about who made the godlike Michael. Jordan was so sad.

"Nick. Anderson and Ben. Wilson! "Michael. Jordan glanced at me and said quietly.

"What for? Playing basketball? "I don't understand, I feel that these two names are very unfamiliar,

"In 1984, when I was new to the NBA, if you were to pull a random guy on the streets of Windy City Chicago and ask him who was the best basketball player in all of Chicago? He'll sue sù that the man is Ben. Wilson, as for Michael. Jordan is second at best. ”

"Huh? He's so famous, huh? Why haven't you heard of him later? I asked, confused.

"His athletic talent is simply heaven-granted, basketball skills are unmatched in his freshman year of high school, and his extremely fierce style of play is something that no one can keep up with in those days, and I once secretly fought bulls with him! Do you know the results? "Michael. Jordan tilted his head and looked at me.

"You lost?" I asked, surprised.

"Lost! And lost badly! 1o:3, that year was the year of my draft, and the year he died! "Michael. Jordan sighed quietly.

"He's dead? How did he die? "My eyes widened.

"On the way home from school, someone shot him! I was on my way home from training that day, and I witnessed the whole tragedy, and three black youths, blocking his way, just said 'exnetbsp; me' tried to pass through them, but the three youths raised their pistols and fired three shots in succession. And so Wilson went. ”

"Ben. Wilson, I've always wanted to get into the NBA, but he doesn't have a chance, I'm in the NBA, I'm going to play well, I'm going to play his ball in the NBA too! I hope he has no regrets in heaven, so work hard, hard, harder, and I hope I can qualify for that number 25 shirt of his. ”

"Ben will be glad to see your accomplishments in heaven!" I comforted Michael. Jordan.

"Nick. Anderson, is Ben. Wilson's best friend, he also never defeated Ben. Wilson, in Ben. After Wilson's death, he wore Ben. The No. 25 jersey worn by Wilson, although his talent is average, but Ben. Wilson watched him from the sky, played with him, and he got better and better, and in the 1995 playoffs, I met Nick. Anderson, Nick. Anderson tried his best to defend me, and every time I defended it, I would draw a cross on my chest and say, "Ben, you defended him, you are the best." ”

"When I heard him say that, I wanted to cry all the time, and I wanted to cry heartily. As a result, I lost that series! I didn't lose to Nick. Anderson, I was losing to Ben. Wilson. ”

"Nick tried out with the Cavaliers at the beginning of this season, but he was old, and although the Cavaliers offered him a base salary, they eventually cut him!"

"There's no one in this world who can play for Ben anymore! Never again! "Michael. Jordan looked up at the ceiling in the home team's locker room in the MIC Center.

"Don't do that, aren't you still playing for him?"

"Ben. Wilson won't admit me! I played so badly that no one could play for Ben, not even Nick in the number 25 jersey. Anderson is just as unworthy, he's not even as good as me, Ben. Wilson is unique, he can't be crossed, I only deserve to wear the number 23 shirt, never to wear the number 25 shirt! "Michael. Jordan said.

I don't know what to say but to accompany Michael. Jordan waited quietly on the sidelines.

Michael. Jordan quickly adjusted, didn't look at me, and said in a somewhat heavy tone:

"Kwame! You are very talented! But please don't waste the talent that God has given you, there are too many talented people in this world, but only a few of them can stand on the NBA stage, if you can't play hard, they will stand in heaven and feel sorry for you. ”

"If you can't find a reason why you're trying to play, then play for the talented players who don't have a chance to make it to the NBA. Fight well, they will see in heaven ......"

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