Champion Creed
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476: 178: He is completely out (Vote for monthly ticket!)_2 476: 178: He is completely out (Vote for monthly ticket!)_2 People used to divide Michael Jordan’s career into before trading Roger and after trading Roger.

Before the trade, Jordan’s career was perfect, great, flawless.

After trading Roger, that started the story of another era.

At the moment, no one knows how much impact this game will have on Jordan’s historical status.

However, what can be certain is that people’s perception of Jordan has begun to change.

To people from before, the Jordan in their memories was the one who averaged 41 points in the finals, who knocked Drexler down a notch, the unique three-time champion.

But from today onwards, people’s deepest memory of Jordan will become this night he was thrashed by Roger.

You can think about it, people’s deepest memory of the Baby-Faced Assassin, is it his back-to-back championships or being defeated by Jordan?

From now on, no one will say Michael Jordan is the best in history.

From now on, Roger has also taken over Michael Jordan’s destiny: to rule the league like an emperor.

Watching Jordan leave, Roger leapt onto the technical table.

This was his signature move after winning a game at Madison Square Garden.

This time, Roger didn’t spout any excessive trash talk.

He simply faced the audience, bowed like a theater actor taking a curtain call.

From Pat Riley to Michael Jordan.

No matter who New Yorkers bring, there will always be only one protagonist at the Garden.

And behind him, stood the Knicks’ tombstone.

After jumping off the technical table, Wilkins was the first to rush up and embrace Roger.

“We’re going to the finals, we’re really going to the finals!

I love you Roger, I fucking love you!”

Wilkins had played basketball for over a decade, never knowing what it was like to be in the NBA Finals.

He was excited like a virgin who had finally found a masseuse in a foot massage shop.

Roger patted Wilkins’s face: “Don’t be so excited, Dom, now, there’s nothing that can stop you from getting that ring.”

At that moment, the flamboyant reporter Sager came up, shaking hands with Roger with a beaming smile: “Congratulations Roger, this game will surely be sung of.

In the fourth quarter, what drove you to such a terrifying performance?”

“I’m just always chasing the championship, that’s all.”

“Michael Jordan scored 45 points today, want to talk about him?”

“I’ve been answering similar questions for three years now, what’s there left to say?

He’s a great loser.”

If you think Roger would say something like “you know, Michael is an incredibly good player”, you’d be gravely mistaken.

Roger would never falsely praise Jordan, at least not now.

“In the fourth quarter, your shooting seemed blessed by God, how did you find the feel?”

“God doesn’t have time to manage my jump shot, I only know that my shooting shames the black-skinned God.”

“One last question, in the finals would you rather face the Houston Rockets or the Utah Jazz?”

“Doesn’t matter, whoever comes, I will destroy them.”

Madness, this man is truly mad.

Each answer is wildly arrogant.

People realized, Roger is beginning to look more and more like Michael Jordan!

That dominant, disdainful, supreme attitude, almost indistinguishable from the earlier Jordan.

However, he certainly has earned the right to be so arrogant.

After all, it took him only four years to overthrow the Nike and Jordan basketball empire.

What next?

No one knows what legend Roger will create in the NBA.

Shortly after, Dominique Wilkins, crying and covering his face, suddenly burst into the frame and hugged Roger: “I love you, really, I love you!”

Regrettably, in the dreams of Magic fans, the one bursting into the frame should have been Shaq.

They still fantasized that a great victory could dissolve their conflicts.

But where was Shaq?

Shaq wasn’t seen on the court after the game ended.

However, Wilkins bursting into frame saying those words was also full of narrative.

A few months ago, the conflict between Wilkins and Roger was a hot topic widely covered by all media.

But now, Wilkins was completely different.

Seeing this, Sager smoothly changed the interviewee to Wilkins: “Dom, congratulations on reaching the finals for the first time in your career.

We know that at the beginning of the season, you had some difficulties playing with Roger.

What about now?

Are there still difficulties?”

Wilkins, wiping away his tears, smiled:

“Of course, the biggest difficulty now is, I always find myself stopping in the middle of a game to admire his performance.”

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Back in the locker room, everyone splashed water on Roger.

Of course, O’Neal did not join in.

He silently watched all this, nearly crumbling the Magic jersey in his hands.

Who let Roger avoid the offensive mode in the first three quarters?

It was himself.

Who made Patrick Ewing and Oakley hesitate to extend their defense?

It was himself.

But the moment of victory, the whole world only remembered Roger.

Shaq had always felt that the last words he said during their locker-room argument were right, that bastard was just a vulture preying on the carcasses of his teammates.

Why should I willingly let him feed on me?

Roger also didn’t look at O’Neal, although their lockers were next to each other, they were like strangers.

The Eastern Conference Championship Trophy sat between them, like a dividing line.

At that time, Saru noticed a team staff member bringing in a box of Roger’s “Dynasty Feast” into the locker room, placing it in a corner.