Champion Creed
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223: 104: At 19, he’s already a ruler (Voting for monthly tickets!)_4 223: 104: At 19, he’s already a ruler (Voting for monthly tickets!)_4 But under O’Neal’s lead, he started pouring champagne over his teammate’s head.

When it was Roger’s turn, Grant and McKey restrained Roger, but as O’Neal just pulled down Roger’s pants, his smile vanished instantly.

Now he knew why Scottie Pippen had been so undignified.

With O’Neal, the invincible destroyer, leading, over a hundred bottles of champagne were quickly squandered and the celebration was nearing its end.

At that time, Roger was biting on a cigar, holding the FMVP trophy, and in the comparatively quiet physiotherapy room, he accepted an exclusive interview with Andrew Sharp, a columnist from “Sports Illustrated”.

Roger had no intention of cultivating his own mouthpiece, Andrew Sharp was purely pushed towards Roger by Jordan.

Ever since the All-Star freeze incident caused a rift between Jordan and “Sports Illustrated”, Andrew Sharp had been very close with Roger.

“Roger, congratulations.

19 years old, NBA first championship, it’s a rare achievement.

But first, I want to ask a question unrelated to the NBA, as a 19-year-old FMVP, are you willing to play for the national team?”

Roger truly didn’t expect this question.

“It’s a bit complicated, so it depends on the specifics.

But if you’re asking about my personal will, I think I would like to, as I am originally Chinese.”

“Why didn’t Warner approach you to star in ‘Space Jam’?

You had experience from ‘Blue Chips’ before.

Did you refuse, or did the two parties never make contact?”

“There was never any contact, I think they needed someone like Michael as the main actor.”

“Why?”

Roger answered with a mischievous smile, “Because players who make it to the finals don’t have time to shoot, Warner can only, forgive me for saying this, pick their actors from the losers.”

He hadn’t had the chance to elaborate during the championship awards ceremony, but now in his own exclusive interview, he was going all out.

Seeing that sly smile on Roger, Andrew Sharp instantly understood and began to ask questions that were more suited for Roger to shine:

“During this championship year, many people have helped you, who would you like to thank?”

“The ones I’d most like to thank are Michael and Jerry.

Without them, who knows how long Orlando’s championship would’ve been delayed.”

“Are you still resentful about that trade?”

“Resentful is not the right word, but let me be honest, I was very unwilling at the time.

Even if there was someone who should be held responsible for last season’s Bulls’ finals loss, it definitely shouldn’t have been me.

I was very unwilling, an old jerk who hadn’t played for a year came back and effortlessly pushed me out.”

“Now, I don’t have such worries.

Because I’ve proved that they were shortsighted.

This year, my 4-0 sweep of the Bulls has precisely proven that.”

“The more honors I receive, the more they prove their foolishness.”

“You mentioned Michael, do you know the inside story?

Was trading you really one of his conditions for coming back to Chicago?”

Roger waved his hand: “I don’t know, Andrew, I really don’t.

But I can guarantee, my departure was related to Michael Jordan.

If he really did put forth such a bullshit condition, that would undoubtedly be a foolhardy condition, one that is making his blood pressure skyrocket now.”

Having said that, Roger took a puff of his cigar, blowing out smoke rings.

Holding the FMVP trophy and standing on the O’Brien Trophy, he looked like an arrogant and majestic emperor.

At 19, he was already a ruler.

As a champion, he could be as arrogant as he wanted!

Andrew Sharp glanced at the nearby cameraman, who nodded, indicating that he had captured the moment.

Sharp decided on the spot, to use that footage for the next cover of “Sports Illustrated”.

This interview, along with this image.

Well.

Michael Jordan’s eyes, would probably bleed right out.