Champion Creed
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493: 183: Blood, I haven’t had my fill yet (asking for monthly votes!) 493: 183: Blood, I haven’t had my fill yet (asking for monthly votes!) Once again, Roger danced on his opponents’ grave.

At their home court, he climbed to the top of the world.

Climbing onto the scorer’s table was Roger’s signature celebratory move.

Standing above the other players after climbing the table gave Roger a regal sense of elation.

He reveled in these moments, enjoying the frustrated, pained, and fearful expressions of the opposing fans in the stands.

He relished the feeling of multi-colored confetti falling around him as he spread his arms, as if he were in the theater of dreams, with himself as the sole protagonist.

Karl Malone left directly after the game ended, swearing he would never shake hands or embrace Roger in his lifetime.

After all, it wasn’t just the game he had lost, but also his dignity.

He had become the league’s number one softie following this playoff series.

Jerry Sloan sat expressionless on the bench, sighing internally as he watched the beautiful ribbons and the euphoric celebration of the Magic players.

John Stockton also didn’t shake hands with the Magic players, as he had to be helped into the locker room by his teammates right after the game’s conclusion.

After taking an elbow from Roger, the pain in his ribs never eased, and the team doctor believed Stockton might have a fractured rib.

Of course, the most miserable was Hornacek.

He watched as his beloved daughter, after the game ended, walked onto the court and gave Roger a hug.

Roger picked her up, placed a championship cap on her, and posed for a photograph, “Tell your dad, he’s a great player.”

Was this a photo?

No, this was taking Hornacek’s life!

The drafty cotton-padded jacket made Hornacek feel a chill down his spine.

This was more difficult than losing the game.

For everyone on the Jazz Team, this final was particularly cruel.

They had finally crossed the West Finals to reach the sacred ground of their dreams, the Finals.

Only to realize they were so far behind.

But then again, which team in the past three seasons that got into the Finals didn’t feel that way?

The ’94 Rockets encountered a gentleman’s sweep of 1-4, and in ’95 the SuperSonics, despite fighting fiercely, couldn’t secure a single win in the Finals.

In three Finals appearances, the Magic Team lost only two games.

This was the dominance of the Magic dynasty.

Steve Jones uttered a cruel but realistic statement, “The best teams in the West during this period were simply no match for Shaq and Roger.

They were just materials used for building their dynasty.”

From this moment, Roger and Shaq ascended to the throne as one of the strongest duos in history.

They would forever leave an indelible mark in history.

On the court, the Magic Team’s players began wildly celebrating.

There was no scene crazier than this, not even the scene in “The Black Cloaks” Season 4 Episode 6 where the patriots get sprayed with milk compared to the madness here.

Dominique Wilkins ran three laps around the court without his jersey after the game ended, his energy seemingly limitless at that moment.

Ron Harper brought out a set of wine glasses from the locker room; he had been eyeing the drinks beside the bench for quite some time.

Brian Hill knelt on the ground, his hands pointing to the sky.

Saru couldn’t stop crying and couldn’t even speak a complete sentence.

Derrick McKey lay in the center of the court, covering his face and weeping.

Michael Cage chased his teammates around with a whole bucket of Gatorade to splash on them.

O’Neal, with a cigar in his mouth and wearing a cap, had been “unhappy” all season, but now he couldn’t help but burst into a wide grin.

At this moment, the Magic players probably all remembered the flames burning in the meeting room.

Let it burn even more fiercely!

The reactions of the Magic Team and Jazz Team after the game’s end fully demonstrated that joy and sorrow do not necessarily communicate between people.

Most of the Magic players didn’t rush to drink the alcohol in the decanters but chose to participate in the award ceremony first.

Lest anyone get drunk and talk nonsense onstage.

However, this year’s award ceremony was slightly different from the previous two.

When Magic Team owner Rich DeVos and general manager John Gabriel stepped up, not a single player shook hands or embraced them.

The division between the two groups was clear to see.

In the eyes of the players, it was these two men in suits who had brought the team’s journey to an end.

That’s why they wouldn’t shake hands with the two people who broke up the team.

DeVos and Gabriel seemed to have anticipated this situation, so they still maintained basic composure.

Who cares what these players think?

All they needed to focus on was this year’s financial statement for the Magic Team.

It’s all business.

At the award ceremony, David Stern, as usual, thanked the losers first, claiming that without them, there wouldn’t have been such a thrilling Finals.

Of course, that was a reluctant statement.

Because in the past three years, the Finals hadn’t really been all that thrilling.

Indeed, the most exciting series for the Magic in these three years were the ’95 Eastern Semi-Finals vs.

Knicks, the ’96 East Finals vs.

Bulls, and the ’97 East Finals vs.

Knicks.

Even Jordan could only appear twice because the ’95 East Finals ended in a sweep for the Bulls, which was not particularly exciting.

In the Magic’s dynastic journey, the Finals were never the most essential part.

But such an outcome was also a symbol of the Magic’s absolute dominance.

After David Stern’s speech, which was full of platitudes, he finally handed over the championship trophy to Rich DeVos.

This was a successful model for a small-market team, and Stern was pleased with this outcome.