Champion Creed
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did you actually do it or not!?”

Roger looked at the serious-faced Vergara and suddenly found himself unable to speak.

Look, this is the charm of a down-to-earth MILF.

They really aren’t shy.

They understand everything.

The next day, Popovich, who was reading the newspaper on the plane, was fuming.

He had never imagined that one day someone would accuse him of being insincere.

Damn, spouting such blunt truths!

If you tell someone they lack something they don’t have, they might not get angry because it’s not true.

But if you call someone short, they’ll go ballistic because you’ve really hit a sore spot.

Roger could say anything about Popovich, but calling him insincere set him ablaze with fury.

Popovich gritted his teeth; if he had his own Bruce Bowen, he would definitely make Roger pay!

However, the Spurs currently had no “Law Enforcers,” so Popovich had to rely on sheer ability to teach Roger a lesson.

Meanwhile, the conversation between Duncan and the Admiral in the row ahead drilled into Popovich’s ears.

Their conversation was still utterly baffling.

Popovich could only understand a few phrases: “laws of motion…

gravity…

approaching the speed of light.”

Popovich was speechless.

Why did you guys discuss such high-end topics in a basketball team?

That’s an easy way to end up friendless!

However, soon Popovich heard a sentence that reassured him, “So, after grasping the acceleration due to gravity, how do we deal with someone like Roger?”

Maybe that’s the biggest difference between Duncan and the Admiral.

The Admiral was too devout to God, too gentle.

He liked winning, but he never thought losing was the end of the world.

What about Tim Duncan?

He was equally well-mannered, highly educated, gentle.

But there’s one difference—he was sharper than David Robinson!

He still constantly thought about victory!

He truly didn’t care about stats, and his personality wasn’t that domineering.

Just like Bill Russell never argued with the Red Auerbach about how many points he or his teammates scored.

But this lack of contention didn’t mean Bill Russell didn’t want to win.

Duncan was the same.

A truly great player wouldn’t keep staring at their own stats.

Popovich instantly felt very confident, insincerity?

Hah, I’ll smash your face in!

On the day of the game, the Spurs arrived at the Georgia Dome very early.

Stevie Smith was in very low spirits; he was the last one to come out for warm-ups today.

It seemed like his mind was not on the game at all.

After the game began, Stevie Smith’s performance certainly did not disappoint.

In the game’s first possession, Stevie Smith’s open three-pointer clanked off the rim.

Popovich was cunning; he deliberately doubled Roger at the opening to test Stevie Smith’s shooting touch.

As a result, Stevie Smith’s first shot helped Duncan grab a rebound, emboldening Popovich to boldly double Roger.

In the next offense, Duncan immediately showed his brutal side.

He settled into the post, called for the ball, and amidst a triple-team of Alan Henderson, Pippen, and Kurt Thomas, he hooked the shot, and the ball bounced off the rim.

But this was just the beginning.

Duncan grabbed the offensive rebound over the heads of the three players, pushed Kurt Thomas aside with one hand, then slam dunked the ball straight up while being closely guarded by Alan Henderson, Pippen, and Roger!

Yes, Duncan was Mr.

Fundamental, but that didn’t mean he lacked a brutal side.

“Slam dunking over the four heads, that’s Tim Duncan!

Look at that, see how he dominated the league in his rookie year!” Steve Jones didn’t hide his admiration for Duncan; the guy was just too awesome!

Now everyone was imagining that after Jordan, Duncan would definitely be Roger’s greatest nemesis!

After completing the slam dunk, Duncan revealed his pure smile, which would become the nightmare of all kids in Atlanta.

Then, Duncan scored another mid-range shot.

The only flaw people could find in Duncan was his free-throw shooting.

Throughout the season, Duncan’s free-throw percentage was 66.2%, very inconsistent.

But unlike Shaq, Duncan was a threat outside the three-second area.

So far this season, Duncan’s shooting percentage from mid-range positions was higher than the Admiral’s.

In short, he was a player with unstable free throws but reliable mid-range shots.

Especially when facing Alan Henderson who was only 206 cm tall, his mid-range became even more dependable.

Cultivated yet fierce, Duncan could play brutally or academically.

He could focus on offense but also solidify defense.

Tim Duncan was like a player without any weaknesses, fiercely striking at the current strongest champion in the league.

In the first quarter, Duncan was taking whatever he wanted on offense, scoring a staggering 12 points and 5 rebounds in the quarter alone.

At the end of the first quarter, Popovich, with a smile, told Duncan, “You’re playing too selfishly, you bastard; I’m going to pin you to the bench!”

Of course, he was just showing his dry humor and didn’t really mean it.

In the second quarter, the Hawks tried their best to double Duncan, but this freed up the Admiral.

The Admiral was having a great shooting day, hitting frequently from mid-range.

The twin towers combination was nothing short of perfect; Duncan was willing to share the ball, and the Admiral was starting to adapt to a supporting role.