Champion Creed
Chapter 131 - 131 076 The Complete Collapse of Michael's Myth Thanks to the generous reward from the family's head of household!

131: 076: The Complete Collapse of Michael’s Myth (Thanks to the generous reward from the family’s head of household!) 131: 076: The Complete Collapse of Michael’s Myth (Thanks to the generous reward from the family’s head of household!) Every child’s bedside always has a book, and even if the covers and words are different, the stories within these books are always similar.

The wicked stepmother queen tries to poison the kind princess, the honest woodcutter is rewarded with a golden axe, and the prince and princess hold hands forever, living happily ever after.

To the children of Chicago, Michael Jordan was like just such a storybook, no matter what happened along the way, the ending was always, “The great hero Michael conquered all the demons, letting the land of Chicago be bathed in sunlight.”

But tonight, the story changed.

At the last moment of the first quarter, Michael Jordan didn’t stand up like a hero as he had before; he was fiercely knocked down by Roger!

One defense, one offense, one stride, Roger made Jordan lose face!

Before tonight, no one had ever made Michael Jordan so embarrassed.

Jordan had been swept twice by the Celtics, defeated three times by the Detroit Pistons.

But regardless of the outcome of these games, one thing was certain—no individual player could ever get the better of Michael Jordan.

In the two series where he was swept by the Celtics, Jordan averaged 43 points in one series, 35 in the other, even Larry Bird said it was like God wearing number 23.

In the series where he was defeated by the Pistons three times, the lowest average Jordan ever scored was 27 points.

Neither Larry Bird nor the Baby-Faced Assassin could produce any highlight moments over Jordan’s head.

No one was able to treat Michael Jordan as a backdrop.

Roger became the first person to do so.

He was just like an elegant Beast Tamer, making the proud Bull bow his head in submission.

Roger made that arrogant bastard bend the knee that had never before bent to Bird, the assassin, or the Magic Man!

The whole of America went crazy, at this moment all the fans were calling each other to ask, “Damn, buddy, did you just see Roger step over Jordan?”

In New York, Midtown Manhattan, within the Comcast Building at 30 Rockefeller Plaza, NBC’s President of Entertainment Warren Littlefield, in a rare move, directly took charge of directing the broadcast, “Damn it, I want all angles!

The footage of Roger stepping over Michael Jordan, I want all angles replayed!

Yes, all angles!”

Roger stepping over Jordan would undoubtedly become one of the most classic images in NBA history, and Warren Littlefield knew this.

He couldn’t miss the chance to boost the ratings; countless fans were turning on their televisions just to see this moment, and Littlefield’s job was to satisfy them all!

Indeed, NBA needed Michael Jordan.

Even if he was used as a backdrop, he could still stir up the excitement of the NBA.

At the Orlando Arena, the big screen was naturally replaying the moment of Roger stepping over Jordan.

The camera captured the bewildered expressions and sweat of the Bulls, images he had never before left on the court.

The disposable cup in Michael Jordan’s hand had been crumpled into a ball, that was definitely the most humiliating moment of his career, bar none.

Phil Jackson walked over to Jordan, trying to make his tone sound more soothing, “Michael, take a break in the second quarter.”

Jordan looked up and with an unquestionable tone told the Zen Master, “Dead men need to rest constantly, Phil!”

“But you played the entire first quarter, you weren’t resting all along.”

“But we are still behind!”

Phil Jackson fell silent, Jordan’s firm tone left him no room for rebuttal.

Phil Jackson wasn’t the kind of coach who liked to go against his star players, from Jordan to Kobe it was the same.

Most of the time, they would listen to the Zen Master.

But in special games, they would arrange their own playing time freely.

Even, Kobe and Jordan would throw the triangle offense out of their minds when necessary.

In the end, naturally, it was the Zen Master who compromised, “Drive to the inside more, we need to keep Shaquille O’Neal on the bench.”

Jordan clenched his fists; he had to avenge his humiliation, he had to hit Roger back hard!

The second quarter began, and on the Magic’s side, there was a normal rotation, taking the fully-played Roger out for a rest.

Brian Hill’s confidence in letting Roger rest lay in the fact that he could let Shaq loose in the second quarter.

O’Neal played very little in the first quarter due to early fouls, so he had plenty of energy for the second.

Indeed, as soon as the second quarter started, O’Neal secured a basket with his signature turnaround hook shot against Webber.

“You’re too weak, I don’t even know why you could become the first pick.

Thankfully we corrected that mistake in time, otherwise we would become the laughingstock of the league,” O’Neal taunted Webber mercilessly, but Webber was not affected.

He had his own way of responding.

A play later, as usual, Webber used a covert elbow on O’Neal while jockeying for position, O’Neal was angry at such actions, but he knew he couldn’t do anything more to Webber.

Webber’s subtle movements distracted O’Neal, and Jordan seized the opportunity to cut in for a Slam dunk.

Jordan was really steaming inside, but since Roger wasn’t on the court, he could only spew at whoever he caught, “Shaq, is the basket area you’re guarding any different from a whore with spread legs?”

Jordan originally wanted to say, “Even my grandmother could be first in the East following Roger,” but he felt that was elevating Roger too much, so he switched to the one just now.

Shaq struggled to stay calm, trying not to get angry and to vent his anger through basketball.