Champion Creed -
Chapter 155 - 155 083 We have no rivals in the East Ask for monthly passes!_2
155: 083: We have no rivals in the East (Ask for monthly passes!)_2 155: 083: We have no rivals in the East (Ask for monthly passes!)_2 In the second quarter, the worst thing imaginable happened for the Spurs—Roger found his rhythm.
He utterly blew past Elliott, Sean Elliott being the hero in the hearts of all San Antonio fans, the original “Kidney Warrior” before Mourning.
Despite his kidney disease, he hadn’t backed down, even logging an average of 19 points per game this season.
But their hero, their spiritual totem, was now being trampled by Roger, and one can easily imagine how bloody the scene was.
The battle for supremacy in the ’90s was just that—bloody.
The heroes in people’s minds could end up like Griffith from “Berserk” before his fall, tortured almost beyond recognition.
Fortunately, Roger didn’t resort to trash talking the San Antonio hero Elliott.
He was still spouting trash talk, but mostly at Dennis the Worm.
“Hey, were you this soft guarding Madonna?
How about you call up Scottie Pippen and have him join you?
You could be in charge of pushing him from behind.”
“Red-headed mutt, you shouldn’t be standing in front of me, send someone tougher over.”
“Nice one, Dennis, well played; you got your fourth point of the game, cool to death!”
Rodman was getting increasingly unable to tolerate this, if it had been in the Detroit Bad Boys, Roger would have lost several teeth by now!
In the second quarter, Roger scored 15 points on his own, turning O’Neal into a blue-collar center whose only job was to grab rebounds.
Of course, O’Neal was still happily waving the flag and cheering, “Take down the Spurs, defeat those sons of bitches!”
If it were a relationship, he and Roger were still in the honeymoon phase.
In the honeymoon phase, you find everything about the other person, and every part of them, enticing.
With 27 points in the first half, Roger’s performance left David Robinson, the scoring champion, without face.
It left Rodman without face as well.
Although Elliott also scored 12 points on Roger in the first half, it was hardly worth mentioning.
Roger always managed to cover up the small problems in his defense with his offense.
In the latter half of the third quarter, Shaq found himself under pressure from the double-team of the Admiral and Rodman.
The Admiral and Rodman even produced a highlight moment when they both jumped and blocked Shaq at the same time.
So, Roger once again “reluctantly” took over the offense, and instantly, Magic’s offense toughened up again.
The most frightening thing about the Magic this season was that, for most teams, there’s a clear gap in ability between the star player and the second-in-command.
Pippen could occasionally outscore Jordan, but he couldn’t take over in offense every time Jordan was in trouble.
The Jazz’s offense still depended on Karl Malone, you couldn’t expect Stockton to step up every time Malone got into trouble.
But Roger and O’Neal were different; their abilities were both exceptionally unstoppable.
When O’Neal was in trouble, Roger could seamlessly take over the game, and vice versa.
In the suite, Popovich had come to a conclusion, “The Magic can make it to the finals this year.”
RC.
Buford was surprised at this conclusion, “What about Michael?
Their record this season isn’t bad either.”
“He’s like Magic Johnson in 1991, his best days are over.”
With 43 seconds left in the third quarter, Roger ran a pick and roll with Grant.
The plan was to draw Rodman out and then pass the ball to Shaq.
After all, Roger had already scored 8 points, he needed to catch his breath.
But the Admiral played aggressively for position, and without a solid position for O’Neal and a safe passing angle for Roger.
Seeing Shaq unable to secure a stable position and Rodman who had switched onto him, Roger grew interested.
He raised his hand with fingers spread, signaling for an isolation play.
Rodman spread his arms out; Roger didn’t hesitate, he accelerated and took a step to the left.
As Rodman moved to block, Roger spun to the right and, after the spin, took a jump shot.
Turning to shoot, that had become Roger’s signature move.
Rodman was half a beat too slow, and while in his early days with the Pistons playing as a small forward, he had no issue defending guards, even clamping down on Jordan in some matchups.
But, having bulked up to play power forward, Rodman lost that kind of agility.
He was still quick and could stick to Roger, but he was, after all, half a beat slow.
As Roger turned and launched a jump shot, he, already heating up, didn’t miss the opportunity to humiliate Rodman.
The ball went through the net, giving Rodman the dishonor of allowing Roger’s 38th point of the game.
The Spurs’ fans had already started leaving; the third quarter wasn’t even over, and they were already heading for the exits.
They simply couldn’t watch anymore, having thought this would be David Robinson’s and Rodman’s crowning season, yet they ended up being tied up by Roger in front of tens of thousands and given an S&M show!
Who the hell could watch that?
But most of the fans leaving regretted it, because what followed was a spectacular MMA performance.
Roger shook his finger at Rodman, and the completely enraged Worm rushed towards the nearby Roger.
Roger admitted he didn’t react in time.
But the next second, Derrick McKey charged up and violently pushed Rodman to the ground, then started scuffling with him on the floor.
Roger wanted to rush over and help but was held back by Harper, “That’s not what a franchise player does.
You gotta keep the star’s poise, don’t dirty your hands.
We’ll make others know they better not mess with you.”
After speaking, Harper winked at Roger, then joined the fray.
When they were pulled apart, Rodman’s mouth was bloody, McKey raised his middle finger, and shouted, “Don’t touch Roger, I’m warning all of you, don’t touch him!”
Now, Roger understood why so many people were vying to be the team leader.
Playing in a team where everyone centers around you, respects you, and is willing to follow you is truly exhilarating.
At such times, if someone jumps out trying to take your spot, can you not confront him?
Ultimately, both Rodman and McKey were ejected from the game.
The fourth quarter was unnecessary to play; the Spurs’ defense took a dive without Rodman, and most crucially, the Admiral had to face Shaq alone.
Thus, Magic won 103 to 90, trouncing the West’s number one!
Roger scored 42 points for the game, I scored 24, and David Robinson only had 21.
I’ve been saying, Roger is the right answer.
He took charge for me; he made the world see that David Robinson is a fake.
Now, who can say we can’t beat the strong teams in the West?—O’Neal on Roger’s 42-point game.
This was the second time this season Roger scored 40+ in a single game, and I’m not surprized.
Roger has that ability; he fears no scoring champion.
Bad boy?
No, no, no, as far as I know, Roger is a gentleman.—Brian Hill’s cheerful comment on Roger’s performance today.
“I just did what I was supposed to do.
We play under Roger’s wing, and if any bastard dares touch Roger, we’ll stand up.
Not just for Roger, I’ll stand up for everyone.”—Derrick McKey on the scuffle with Rodman.
“Roger, what do you think of today’s fight?”
“Dennis is a coward.
He doesn’t know how to defend, let alone fight.
He’s got all the tattoos and colorful hair just to cover up the fact that he’s trash.
Nothing more to say, just thanks to Derrick.”
“42 points in a single game, taking down the number one in the West, do you think the Magic Team has any competitors this season?”
“Of course, there are competitors, we haven’t dealt with the Utah Jazz and the Houston Rockets after they got Clyde this season.”
“What about the East?
No competitors there?”
“No, we don’t have any competitors in the East.”
“Even with Michael Jordan dominating the scoring charts at number one and his Bulls recently going on an eight-game winning streak, do you still think so?”
Roger, full of confidence, looked into the camera, knowing clearly what he and O’Neal were capable of after half a season.
So, Roger’s tone was even more resolute, “We have no competitors in the East.
It doesn’t matter how many games in a row the Bulls win, they won’t win a single game against us.
From the day they sent me away, they should have thought of the consequences.”
You didn’t have to guess that the self-important ego was about to explode again.
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