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Chapter 931 931 558 A Change in the Weather
Chapter 931 931 558 A Change in the Weather
?Chapter 931: Chapter 558: A Change in the Weather Chapter 931: Chapter 558: A Change in the Weather “`
“Thanks to you, I now know what it feels like to be the runner-up,”
After the game, it was customary for the champion and runner-up players to pay their respects to each other. For Yu Fei and Yao Ming, this segment wasn’t hard. However, Fei couldn’t help but mock the other side, “I thought you had already fully experienced this feeling when you were in the CBA.”
Yao Ming’s expression changed. The feeling of despair the SuperSonics had given him was indeed like when he was overshadowed by the August 1st Team back in the day.
“Is being annoying your instinct, GOAT?” Yao Ming retorted sarcastically.
“Maybe.”
Afterward, Fei inquired about Yao Ming’s plans for the summer.
“What else can I do? I don’t have the time to feel sorry for myself over being the runner-up, the London Olympics are waiting for me.”
London? Oh, this year is Olympic year.
Probably because he had changed too much history, Fei had become numb. Plus, he hadn’t realized just how important Yao Ming’s participation in the London Olympics was for the China Team. In the previous life’s 2012 Olympics, even without Yao Ming and after his retirement, the China Team was still able to fight to the end against Spain. Now with Yao’s presence, it was almost a guarantee for the China Team to reach the top eight.
“What about you, going to London to play the savior again?” Yao asked.
What was the direct impact of the lockout?
In the 2010 World Championship, Team USA could only send some second-rate players to compete, and as a result, Team USA naturally lost the 2010 championship. The team composed of players from the development league was sent home after just reaching the top eight. Such failure was understandable, hence, Team USA did not need a Savior, and Fei had no intention of participating.
“Nope.” Fei said another sentence that irritated Yao, “you know, I’m getting old and have already retired from the national team.”
This was said by a superstar under 29, still strong, who had just achieved the modern NBA’s four consecutive championship glory.
“Damn it!” Yao exclaimed, “If you’re considered old, what does that make me?”
Fei laughed, “It seems you know you’re not young anymore, so I advise you to plan ahead. Players of your size don’t tend to last long in history.”
“Big Dummy Yao” could be the most undeserved nickname, because Yao Ming was never associated with the word “foolish.” He knew immediately that Fei was suggesting he take good care of himself. He sighed. Which team could be as extravagant as Team USA? Even if he played till he was 40, he might still be one of the best players in the country, and the national team couldn’t do without him. So, he was definitely going to serve the national team until the end of his professional career.
He had been prepared for this.
“Maybe I’ll be the first,” he said.
And with that, Yao’s thoughts were completely freed from the defeat of the finals, and his heart had already flown beyond the United States.
Wade felt complicated emotions. Since entering the NBA, he had two championship opportunities, one this year and the other in 2006, and both times, Fei defeated him.
Others might say, if you can’t beat him, just wait it out. Wait for the GOAT to get old, and then it’ll be your turn.
But Wade couldn’t do that. Although he entered the NBA in 2003, he was the same age as Fei.
Then there was Curry, this season was his first with the top competitive power. The failure was a bit painful for him, but it didn’t turn into a nightmare.
He believed he was young enough.
“See you next year, we will win then.”
Curry had already taken a loan on next year’s Eastern Conference championship.
Fei wished them good luck, then waved goodbye to the reporters on the scene and walked to the locker room. As soon as he pushed the door open, he knew what was going to happen.
Champagne rained down, and at that moment, his teammates, who usually respected him, all chose to open fire on him with champagne.
He faintly heard someone shouting:
“One more time!”
One more time, such a long journey, such painful entanglements, and to do it all over again?
Are you sure?
Fei wiped his face, he saw Clay Bennett, that bastard finally showed up. He knew that he wouldn’t trouble Bennett on this wonderful night.
He was right.
Fei didn’t even bother to pay attention to him.
He carried his champagne and joined in with those who had no clue how hard “one more time” really was.
“One more time!”
“Next year, one more time!”
After the celebration, everyone felt differently.
Chris Bosh sat quietly, sipping champagne, and pondering the future.
“Can we really do it one more time?” Bosh asked, “Frye, are you serious?”
It was undoubtedly an unusual question. Everyone thought Bosh would leave as he wasn’t getting the respect he deserved on the SuperSonics. But if staying meant chasing a five-peat, how many would choose personal dignity over glory?
“What does being serious even mean?” Fei countered.
“I don’t know,” Bosh said, “If it were me, I might swear on God’s name.”
“Don’t trust any oath, Chris,” Fei glanced at Bennett, “You should know, every divorcing couple once swore to God to stay together for life.”
Bosh understood the implication of Fei’s glance. That man who didn’t respect him was sitting right there.
Then the most memorable moment of the evening happened. Bosh picked up half a bottle of champagne, walked over to Bennett, and while the evil side of Fei’s mind hoped Bosh would smash the champagne over Bennett’s head, Bosh simply sprayed Bennett with the champagne, shouting, “I can stay, give me the max contract, I’m owed that!”
The teammates on the scene cheered. Bennett snapped out of the ecstasy of the four-peat, smiling forcibly in response with an unbelievable tone, “Of course! Of course! Chris, we need you to stay!”
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