Champion Creed
Chapter 314 - 314 133 It's not just about honor it's about survival!

314: 133: It’s not just about honor, it’s about survival!

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(Vote for monthly tickets!)_2 No one took the SuperSonics or the Spurs seriously; everyone knew that Jordan and Roger were the theme of this era.

In the future, people would use countless words and videos to describe this war.

Even before the playoffs began, the league’s publicity was essentially all about the Bulls and the Magic, Roger and Jordan.

Two days before the playoffs, NBC invited Roger and Jordan for live TV interviews at different times.

During his interview, Michael Jordan watched as the host played footage of him holding the championship trophy from his previous three-peat era.

In 1991, MJ faced MJ, and Jordan took the reigns from Magic.

He nearly skipped back to the locker room and then sobbed over the championship trophy for a full 17 minutes in the locker room, letting the champagne from his teammates pour down over his head.

In 1992, he clipped the wings of Clyde the Glide, and from then on, no one compared him to Jordan again.

After the championship, Michael Jordan didn’t cry; he confidently jumped onto the scorer’s table and made a golfing gesture.

The impact of that evil book, “Jordan Rules,” and the controversy of refusing to visit the White House were shattered by that single, composed swing.

In 1993, he made Sir Charles say, “I am the best basketball player on Earth, but Michael is an alien,” and he told the world, through an NBA Finals average of 41 points per game, just how powerful a basketball player could be.

He achieved a three-peat and truly became a god, the most successful basketball player in the world.

But at this pinnacle of his career, he simply held a bottle of wine and a cigar, and hid away in a small room by himself.

The basketball god of Chicago was so engrossed that all the memories came flooding back, completely overwhelming his emotions.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes when he felt moved.

All of this was too perfect.

If Michael Jordan’s career had ended in 1993, what a wonderful story it would have been.

But soon, the joyful mood turned to anger.

Because the footage switched to Michael Jordan’s 1995 defeat.

A 4-0 sweep, Roger pounding his chest in front of a stunned Jordan.

Overnight, Jordan’s crown had fallen.

Overnight, Jordan’s opponents had changed.

He had to compete with someone younger and more bloodthirsty.

Jordan watched these images, fists clenched.

People like to talk about success, but they prefer to avoid failure.

Jordan hadn’t expected the program to broadcast his embarrassing defeat.

It’s like you can’t imagine a high school movie ending with the hero being taken away by the hat-wearing uncle; it was just too unexpected.

“Michael, you seem upset,” inquired the host, feigning ignorance.

“Of course, if you can take failure lightly, then you’re not a successful basketball player.

I’m not going to say that it’s just basketball, I loathe failure.

But this year, in the playoffs, we’ll take care of everything, we will.

Roger and Shaq, they are just passing through this era.”

A few hours later, Roger started his interview, also watching footage of Jordan’s three-peat celebrations.

The video deliberately used grandiose background music to elevate the epic nature of Jordan’s three championships.

Yet Roger was smiling throughout, not fitting with the serious atmosphere at all.

After watching the short clip, the host asked Roger, “How do you feel?”

“Michael is pretty strong; he’s never lost in the finals.

A person like him will never understand the pain I went through in the summer of 1994.”

“So for this year…”

“This year, Michael won’t lose in the finals.

Not just this year; Michael will never lose a finals series in his entire career.

That’s him, that’s the great Michael.”

“Huh?” The host was a bit stunned.

“Roger, if you’ve been threatened by Jordan, just blink!”

But quickly, Roger changed his tone, “Because from now on, the only team from the East that will make it to the finals is the Orlando Magic.

Michael won’t even get to play in the finals, so of course, there’s no risk of losing.

His team can promote that, his fans can boast about it.

The man who has never lost a finals, that’s his last bit of dignity.”

Well, that’s what you mean.

“Then, how confident are you?”

“Seventy percent.”

The host was surprised by Roger’s modesty, having thought Roger would claim to be a hundred percent certain.

“Why only seventy percent?

What’s troubling you?

This season, you and the Bulls have tied in head-to-head games, you’re not weak at all.”

“No, I’m not talking about this year.

I mean, we have a seventy percent chance of achieving our three-peat goal.

The next era is ours, buddy,” Roger replied with a smile.

Meanwhile, Jerry West sat pensively in the stands of UCLA’s health center training facility.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed this kid could be so outstanding.

This high schooler effortlessly defeated Dontae Jones—Mississippi State University’s leading guard, the MVP of the Southeastern Conference, and one of ESPN’s NCAA All-American selections.

It was this top college player who was easily crushed by the kid, left in utter defeat.

But that wasn’t even the most outrageous part.

Just now, he had also won a one-on-one against Lakers’ starting guard Eddie Jones!

Even though it was only one game, the opponent was an NBA player!