Champion Creed
Chapter 835 - 835 279 He is about to respond to Vince Carter asking for monthly votes!_3

835: 279: He is about to respond to Vince Carter (asking for monthly votes!)_3 835: 279: He is about to respond to Vince Carter (asking for monthly votes!)_3 But he still persevered, grabbing the basketball to practice whenever he got the chance.

Carter found this kid interesting.

Dell Curry wasn’t a mega-star, but the money he earned in his career was enough to keep Stephen Curry well-fed and clothed.

It’s rare for these “second-generation players” to work so hard at basketball, since those with privileged upbringings lack a natural hunger.

So Carter jokingly asked, “Stephen, I’m surprised you haven’t given up yet.”

“I almost quit basketball, Vince.

Just almost.

There was a time when I kept asking myself why I should play.

I clearly have unparalleled Slam skills, so why do I need to practice jump shots?”

“What kept you going?”

“My mother told me I have a choice.

If I feel like all this effort is meaningless, then I should stop.

But I feel my efforts are meaningful.

I love basketball, I want to play in the NCAA, and I want to enter the NBA like my father.

Of course, the key is that I want to win, and just slamming won’t make me win — that’s the significance.

And you, Vince?

People are saying you’re finished now, so what’s the significance of your persistence?”

Carter was a bit taken aback.

Inside Stephen Curry’s slender frame hid unimaginable strength, his desire to win concealed by his harmless appearance.

Carter looked back at the stands, at those fans wearing his jersey, yelling madly from the bleachers.

He remembered those nights honing his jump shots repeatedly in the gym.

The whole world was talking about his slams, but he didn’t want to be confined to slamming.

He wanted to be a true superstar.

Trailing 2-0 originally made Carter somewhat depressed, but looking at the fans, and looking at Stephen Curry, Carter took a deep breath and put on the purple headband: “You’re right, Stephen, everything we do has meaning.

For me, this game’s significance is to defend this place and fulfill my responsibility!”

“Vince, you’ll succeed.”

“You too, Stephen.”

The two dunk kings clasped hands, exchanging strength with each other.

Trailing 2-0, Vince Carter put aside all negative emotions and prepared for a bold fight.

In fact, tonight he was incredibly strong.

On the Raptors’ first offense, Carter tried a three-pointer.

The basketball accurately swished through the net, Vince Carter glanced at the bustling crowd in the stands, watching the fans cheer for him, his brows furrowed.

Come on, try to take a piece of meat from the strongest team in the world!

This three-pointer didn’t garner much attention, so soon enough, the second one followed.

This time, Carter cut out using a no-ball screen set by Oakley.

Big Ben saw Oakley move stealthily, never forgetting to use his elbow while blocking.

He knew this person well, after all, Big Ben’s instincts were taught by Oakley.

He had also warned everyone to be wary of Oakley’s dirty screens, but it seemed to have no effect.

Pippen couldn’t squeeze through the screen set by Oakley in time, Carter caught the ball, getting a fleeting chance to shoot.

By the time Pippen reached, the basketball had already flown from Carter’s fingertips.

The basketball went cleanly through the Nets again, Carter had hit two three-pointers!

Scottie Pippen’s sense of defeat was growing stronger, the feeling of aging becoming increasingly apparent in the playoffs.

If he had been a little quicker on that last shot, he could have successfully blocked it.

For men, they always like to talk about “if” after failing at something.

If only I had jumped a bit higher.

If only I had been a bit tougher.

If only I had held on a little longer…

But all these “ifs” do nothing but make you annoyed.

After scoring, Carter clapped his hands, seeming to remind the team, while also telling the Hawks: “Stand firm!

It’s not over yet!”

Carter’s fighting spirit was not extinguished like his distant relative T-Mac’s, Roger’s 43 points last game didn’t make him despair.

At this moment, Carter had a very, very bold idea: Roger responded with 42 points last time, so why can’t I respond to him now!?

Pippen could tell that Carter’s three-point shooting touch was extraordinary today, so in the subsequent games, he closely pressured Carter, not giving him the chance to shoot threes.

But Carter took advantage and drove past Pippen several times, making three out of four mid-range shots!

At the end of the first quarter, the Raptors were still trailing by 3 points.

Vince Carter controlled the ball and took over the offense, at this moment Bruce Bowen, who was responsible for defending Carter, stood on the three-point line with arms outstretched.

Since the game time was running out, Carter didn’t have time for a break, leaving him with only the option for a three-pointer.

Bowen just needed to be right on the three-point line, and he would be sure to interfere with number 15.

But Carter suddenly picked up the ball two steps away from the three-point line and went for a pull-up jumper from ultra-long range!

Although T-Mac and Carter weren’t blood relatives, at that moment, Roger felt they were distant kin, even their pull-up jumpers were so similar.

Bowen reacted immediately like a startled prey, lunging forward to interfere.

But the ultra-long three-pointer swished through the hoop under the glow of the scoreboard, Vince Carter’s unreasonable buzzer-beater tied the score!

In the first quarter, Carter didn’t earn any free throws but went 7 for 6, including 3 for 3 from three-point range, scoring 15 points in a single quarter.

Lenny Wilkens knew that Carter couldn’t be allowed to have his way any longer.