Champion Creed
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699: 241: Not the ending they wanted (thanks to the landlord for the big shot’s 5000 reward, kneeling in gratitude!)_6 699: 241: Not the ending they wanted (thanks to the landlord for the big shot’s 5000 reward, kneeling in gratitude!)_6 “Why not?

It’s simple.

I went to the summer league to support the Heat players, and I ended up being kicked out by Roger.

He did it because he didn’t want to face someone who had beaten him before.

My presence made him lose the feeling of being the king.

My presence made everyone realize he was no longer the king.”

“My presence embarrassed him, so he threw me out.”

“The funniest part was, that bastard didn’t even dare to confront me directly.

He had a bunch of bodyguards help him out.”

“Because he knew what it would mean to face me directly.

Just look at how funny his buddy Kevin Garnett is, and you can imagine what Roger would be like facing me.”

“But come Christmas, he’ll have nowhere to run.

He’ll have to face me, face his fears.”

“Besides me, he might also need to make sure he doesn’t end up fighting with his little brother Paul Pierce on the court.”

“Of course, even then, I won’t be soft-hearted.”

The next day, after Roger and the Hawks arrived in Miami, a journalist played him a recording of Sprewell on the show.

After listening, Roger retorted, “Wait, was the guy on that radio show a history-making number one?

He talks so big; he must have lots of championship rings, right?”

Once the entire Hawks team had gotten off the bus, the journalists noticed someone was missing.

“Roger, why didn’t Paul Pierce come with the team to Miami?”

“He’s attending an interview on ESPN tonight and will join us tomorrow morning.”

“An interview?

Like Shaq’s?”

“Hmm, maybe, roughly.”

That evening, all of America was glued to ESPN.

People hadn’t forgotten how, years ago, Shaquille O’Neal had exploded live on ESPN, taking down the entire Magic Team.

Now, Pierce had just argued with Roger in a game, and so quickly he was on an ESPN interview.

History always has astonishing similarities.

The curse surrounding Roger seemed destined to manifest again.

This time, the interviewer for Pierce was Keith Olbermann, the host of “SportsCenter.”

It was well known that he was a Romi.

So, people speculated he might give Pierce a hard time during the interview.

The two chatted briefly about the 35 seconds, 13 shots incident, but all American fans knew that wasn’t the point.

After 15 minutes, the foreplay was almost over.

Too much foreplay can ruin the mood.

“Paul, we all saw that you had some disagreements with Roger during the game against the Raptors, and you missed the press conference that night, so we couldn’t get your perspective.

Now, can you tell me what happened at that time?”

The show’s ratings began to skyrocket, and Paul Pierce uncomfortably touched his nose.

“It was just an argument,” Pierce touched his nose again, a common nervous habit when people speak, “I wanted the last shot because I thought the Raptors would heavily guard Roger.

But Roger felt I didn’t deserve to take the final shot that night.

And as you all saw, I was right.

The entire Raptors team was guarding him.

I bet even the Raptors coach, Butch Carter, wanted to run over and hug Roger’s legs.”

“But you still won, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but that was because Roger is an incredible player, able to score despite being heavily guarded.

However, it proved I was right; I had guessed the Raptors’ strategy.”

The conversation was heading in a very dangerous direction.

Hawks fans were nervous, Sprewell and Shaq were eagerly anticipating Pierce’s next performance like it was the climax of a drama series.

Go on, press that control bomb button!

“Paul, do you think you’ve had any problems in your relationship with Roger?

We all know there have been a lot of rumors about you lately, and quite a few media outlets think you’d do better with another team,” Keith Olbermann handed the remote control for the bomb to Paul Pierce.

“Oh, we’ve got lots of issues.

He’s always too strict with me, always yelling at me.

Sometimes I really wonder if this is the career I wanted?”

Sprewell and Shaq both clenched their fists in excitement, silently shouting in their minds: “Keep going, keep going!”

“But all that stuff the media says is bullshit, there’s no team better suited for me than the Atlanta Hawks.

Could I succeed like Kevin and Ray if I were on another team?

As if KG and Ray Ray actually have any honors!

Yes, Roger and I have a lot of problems, but our issues are never fatal.

I wouldn’t complain like some people, who have no real skills.

Anyway, the Atlanta Hawks will always be Roger’s team, and I’ll never deny that.

Under Roger’s leadership, my career will shine brighter than most, no doubt about that.

I just want to win, and who the number one star of the team is doesn’t matter to me.

If being Roger’s envoy means winning, then I’ll be an envoy.

By the way, Latrell, I don’t like the way you talk.

Getting rid of a trash player like you doesn’t even require Roger to get his hands dirty.”

Roger’s curse, at this moment, turned into a complete joke.

You can imagine how Sprewell and Shaq are feeling now.

It feels like they’ve been forced to eat shit.

This isn’t the outcome they wanted to see!

Where’s the promised explosion?

Where’s the curse?

Paul Pierce, you’re not playing by the rules!

Once again, ESPN’s interview excited the fans.

Only this time, the outcome of the interview was completely different.

After finishing the interview, Pierce immediately rushed to the airport; he needed to head to Miami overnight.

The staff in charge of transporting Pierce were puzzled, “Paul, you could actually make it if you leave tomorrow morning.”

Pierce looked out the window at Roger’s huge poster, a smile appearing on his face.

All this time, his life had lacked a father figure.

But that absence was no more.

“I want to be with my big brother.”

Paul Pierce answered calmly.

At that moment, Pierce received a text from Roger: “Handling Latrell doesn’t require me to get my hands dirty?

You have the right to face him, but you know the requirements.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely beat him!”

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Soon you’ll see, Paul Pierce is just like Kevin Garnett, all talk!

Those 13 stabs didn’t teach him a lesson, no worries, my stab will put him in his place!

— Sprewell responding to Pierce’s interview.

Does Paul Pierce have the right to talk about me?

Why should I care what he said?

Has he ever beaten me?

Wait, forget the previous match!

— Shaquille O’Neal answering the question “Is the person you’re complaining about the one Pierce mentioned without any skills?”

In my view, the heydays for folks in Miami are over.

They narrowly escaped the King’s hunt last year, but you know, the King never lets things go.

Pat, go get some sleeping pills from the doctor; don’t show up at the sidelines on Christmas day with huge dark circles under your eyes.

It would look miserable.

— “SportsCenter’s” Keith Olbermann.

(One post today, as two chapters combine into one)