I am Really an Insider

Chairman Yao returned to the Staples training hall, and people smiled and congratulated him on winning the World Championship.

Naochi smiled and hugged Chairman Yao: "That boy Wayne, didn't you feel too tired?"

The relationship between Najia and Chairman Yao is equivalent to the relationship between him and his sister-in-law before.

Even better.

Since meeting this Chinese giant, Naochi has completely gotten rid of the shadow of the big shark.

Although there is no consecutive championship, at least five championships are in hand.

Thinking of this, Nao Nai couldn't help but want to sing a song:

Ah~ah~five crowns, I have one more than Shaq~

Ah~ah~five crowns, I have two more crowns than Wayne~

For Chairman Yao, Naochi sincerely admires him.

The two of them are very compatible. Chairman Yao is by no means the kind of person who loves to play and enjoy himself, and he is not vying for the position of the team leader.

He and Nao are a golden partner.

Winning the championship again last season gave Nachi a boost of confidence.

Although he and Chairman Yao are both in their thirties, this alliance must belong to them!

While the Blazers haven't developed yet, hurry up and push them all the way!

But he smiled and realized that Yao Ming's mood was a bit off today.

During training, I was a little absent-minded.

This is very unlike him.

"Have you encountered anything?" So after the training, Naochi sat next to Chairman Yao and asked with concern.

"Well, there's something I must tell you before the season starts."

"Look how mysterious you are, tell me."

"This could be my last season, Kobe."

"Boom!"

At that moment, it was as if a lightning bolt struck in Nagging's mind, and his head was fried.

WTF?

Final season?

What's the meaning?

Afterwards, Chairman Yao patiently told Najia about his lofty ambitions.

He is not just satisfied with winning championships on the court as a player, he wants to contribute to the basketball industry in his hometown.

After listening to the chatter, I was trembling all over and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he clenched his fists.

He originally wanted to persuade Yao Ming, but after thinking about it he finally gave up.

He could hear how firm Yao Ming's tone was, and he could see the twinkle in the man's eyes when he talked about the development of Chinese basketball.

He knew he couldn't convince him.

The two sides were silent for a long time, and finally the silence was broken by chatting.

"Don't worry about it for now, Yao. No matter what, we must play well next season! I won't allow you to leave any regrets during your final tour!"

With a serious expression on his face, he accepted the fact.

Next season, he will fight hard!

Use a champion to bid farewell to your good brother.

With a championship, the old chapter of the Lakers comes to an end.

No one can stop them from creating a beautiful ending.

Yao Ming looked at the serious chatter and couldn't help laughing.

"Well, next season, we must fight hard. Fight hard and bloom again! Let the championship flag continue to fly over Staples~"

"Yes, and then, your No. 11 and my No. 24 jerseys are also hanging in the sky. The two of us will always guard the Staples Center! Yao, let's go crazy together again!"

Two guys who have passed their thirties, the league's No. 1 C and the league's No. 1 SG, hug each other tightly.

They will write their final glory.

The stubbornness of a veteran!

Texas, Dallas.

Dirk Nowitzki is shooting from beyond the arc.

His defeat in 2006 has earned him the reputation of being a softie.

Nowadays, when talking about the strongest international players, people will first think of Wayne and Yao Ming.

But Deke.

It's been too long since anyone mentioned it.

This summer, the Mavericks traded for Tyson Chandler, a former talent who was considered to be on the decline.

Even Dallas fans are not optimistic about this deal.

Because the Mavericks' original primary target was Al Jefferson at the beginning, but it didn't work out later, so they got a spare tire like Chandler.

The reason is that Cuban heard that "this guy has a lot of positive energy in the locker room."

From the beginning, Chandler was just a plan B.

Well, let's just make do with it.

What else can be done?

At the very least, Chandler is younger than Dampier, right?

No fans have high expectations for this new addition.

Anyway, in the West, if you can't guard Yao Ming, you can't beat the Lakers, and if you can't beat the Lakers, you can't win the championship.

It's that simple.

Can Chandler?

Never can.

At the 1998 Nike Summit, 18-year-old Yao Ming defeated 16-year-old Chandler. It was this battle that made Yao Ming feel that he might be able to play in the NBA one day.

It was this battle that made the United States pay attention to this Eastern giant.

After entering the NBA, Chandler had nothing worth mentioning against Yao Ming.

In the just-concluded World Championships, Chandler's performance was not even good.

What else can Mavericks fans expect?

But Dirk doesn't think so. He feels that this big man full of positive energy is full of desire to win.

And Chandler also discovered that this blond German guy was tougher than everyone said.

At the beginning of the training camp, Dirk and Chandler had a great conversation, and they achieved some wonderful chemical reaction.

"Hey, Dirk. Next season, I will protect your back."

"Really? Well, then it may be very hard for you. Because, I will leak everything."

"Hahahahahaha!"

The two "losers" were chatting and laughing on the training ground. They both need to prove themselves again.

They are very similar.

Dirk actually no longer cares about his teammates or people around him now.

He is 32 years old and he has no extra time to waste.

Next season, it's do or die.

No matter what, no matter what the lineup, he must win once!

Even if he has to endure a lot of hardships, even if Dallas is not favored, even if people think he is a damn softie, even if he faces teams that seem impossible to defeat!

He will fight until the last moment, until his head is smashed!

The counterattack of the "losers" is about to take place.

Also in San Antonio, Texas, Tim Duncan is holding his knees.

His career was going smoothly until that guy named Wayne came along.

From 2003 to now, seven years have passed, and the Spurs have never won a championship again.

This forced the team to seek changes, and Duncan was the victim of this change.

In the new season, the team will play a fast-paced offense, and Duncan will definitely be very uncomfortable with it. The decline in data is a foreseeable result.

But there's no other way, it's all for the team.

For the team, for the restoration of San Antonio's glory, for the championship!

What does this mean?

He's not even afraid of knee pain!

Well, there's not much cartilage left in Duncan's knees, and they're all bone to bone.

People say that old guy Tim Duncan will become history in another two seasons at most.

But Duncan doesn't think so. He feels that he can continue to fight for San Antonio for a long time.

Until I win the O'Brien Cup again.

"Hey, Tim, how's your rest?" At this time, the Argentinian walked up to Duncan with a smile on his face.

I looked at Manu's hair blankly, hey, Lao Dao is getting worse every year.

"I rested well, Manu, how about you?"

"I'm very excited. The old man said that I will be the core next season. You won't be jealous of me, right?" Ginobili said with a bad smile.

"Humph, I don't know how, where is Tony?"

"Practice three-pointers. You know, our strategy next season will give us a lot of three-point shooting opportunities. He is also working very hard. How about Tim? Are you ready to surprise the whole league? The old man The Spurs are fucking back.”

Manu said, holding out his fist.

Dadai smiled and then fist bumped with Manu.

As the San Antonio river flows upstream, the Argentinian still seems to have long hair, and the French sports car looks like a teenager.

He stood up blankly and moved his knees.

Tim Duncan from Wake Forest University is about to appear!

Chris Paul is still pushing himself crazily. On the first day of training today, Howard did not come.

Without even thinking about it, I must have saved souls again last night.

And this guy is no longer satisfied with rescuing one by one recently. He now likes to save nests one by one.

Paul couldn't stand his attitude very much, but he always told himself: "Be patient, be patient, be patient, we are still number one in the Western Conference!"

Be patient, be patient.

But I have obviously endured so much.

Paul was furious and unwilling to lose to the Trail Blazers in the regular season last season.

Howard was chatting and laughing in front of the media: "Man, we just lost one regular season game. What's the big deal?"

Facing the Lakers in the Western Conference Finals, Howard was beaten by Yao Ming until he couldn't take care of himself. He couldn't do anything except an angry iron elbow.

But after a loss, he could still smile and show reporters the Superman logo under his jersey.

After coming to the Smooth Warrior, he found happiness again.

So much so that it seemed that he had forgotten why he left in the first place.

Paul shook his head and stopped thinking about these messy things.

Anyway, at least their goals are the same.

Now, they are still partners.

As an MVP, I have to catch up with Wei Ge in the championship!

Well, he may be one of the few players who has become an MVP but still wants to prove that he can do it.

Wayne is his best friend, but

He didn't want to live under that giant's halo forever.

On the first day of the Trail Blazers' training camp, Stephenson was elbowed to the ground by Wei Ge.

Stephenson held his nose and blood flowed from between his fingers.

"You're just stupid!" Wayne frowned, looked at Fenson sitting on the ground, and yelled.

No one dared to step forward, and no one dared to dissuade him.

This is Wayne's team, and when he gets mad, no one can interfere.

Stephenson looked at Wayne with fear in his eyes.

Well, he felt like he was already a villain.

But this No. 99 is obviously more rogue than himself.

Damn it.

Stephenson kept saying "I'm from fucking Brooklyn, Brooklyn" during today's training.

Being a New Yorker gave Finson a sense of superiority.

Finson got into a heated argument with his trainer when the trainer criticized his shooting.

At that time, he kicked over a trash can and was about to leave.

This incredible New York kid has become a household name as early as 12 years old, and has already been spoiled by the praise of his neighbors on the streets.

He was a pretentious genius, and he didn't want a country trainer from Tennessee to tell him what to do.

In New York, he could do whatever he wanted. He figured it was no different here.

At this time, Wayne put down the basketball and shouted: "If you leave this arena today, I will never let you come back, you idiot that no one wants."

The proud Stephenson felt insulted for the first time. No one had ever dared to speak like this to the talented boy from Brooklyn.

His eyes widened and he quickly approached Wayne.

He cursed a lot, but raised his hand and punched him.

He wants Wayne to know that no kid in Brooklyn is allowed to be insulted.

In the flash of lightning, Fensen felt that his vision suddenly went dark.

Then his whole legs went weak and he fell down.

For the first time, this genius boy knew that not everyone was afraid of him, and not everyone loved him.

Not everyone will be knocked down by him in these two or three blows.

"You're a piece of shit! Fuck Brooklyn genius. Did the Knicks draft you? They didn't even invite you to a workout, did they? Even your hometown team didn't want you, genius.

You know better than anyone that no one cares about this piece of trash like you. Once you leave here, all you can do is try your luck in overseas leagues.

If you want to get out, then get out, but if you get out, you can't come back.

If you want to tell the teams that missed you that they are a bunch of idiots, swallow your damn pride and listen to your trainer.

If you want to fight me, stand up like a man, I'm here to help.

Fucking Brooklyn genius! "

After scolding, Wayne walked away and continued training.

After Wayne finished singing in blackface, his sister-in-law went up to sing in whiteface.

He asked about Finson's condition and then called the team doctor.

Fensen's eyes were dull and he couldn't say a word.

Look, it scares the child.

Well, his false pride was ruthlessly punctured by Wayne.

He put on a proud posture, just not wanting to be looked down upon.

But this is just self-deception.

He didn't receive a tryout invitation from a New York team and attended his draft in a Brooklyn bar.

His agent told him, “It’s a fucking miracle you got drafted in the first round!”

His false self-esteem is worthless.

After the team doctor stuffed two large pieces of cotton into Finsen's nose, his sister-in-law asked him to go back to the locker room to rest.

At this time, Fensen stood up and shook his head slightly.

"I'm fine. Well, thank you, I'm going to train."

Here, no one is pampering him.

Seeing Fensen go back to training with two big lumps of cotton stuffed inside, everything returned to normal.

Gasol was not surprised by this.

When Milicic arrived at the training ground, he made a few gestures with Wei Ge.

Well, it was really just a couple of gestures.

Because it only takes two clicks to decide the winner.

"Don't be angry, he will be fine." The sister-in-law came to Wayne's side. There was no other way. The sister-in-law behind the successful man had to deal with these things.

"I'm angry? I'm not angry. If I don't yell louder, can I hold the audience in? How about that? Are the words I just said okay?" Wayne smiled.

"Wayne, you are so..."

"Have you seen Stephen?" Wayne did not continue the topic, but pointed to Curry, who was training with Mancias.

"I saw it, the shooting speed was ridiculously fast."

"That's not the most outrageous thing. He's improved a lot, Po. I think we can do a lot next season. Are you ready to create this with me? You know what I'm talking about, right?"

"Of course I know, Wei, I'm ready. Any time, anywhere, ready to go through fire and water with you."

The sister-in-law hugged Wayne's neck from behind, and the two laughed.

Curry on the other side was still sweating profusely and repeating his shooting movements.

Wayne's grand finale is about to take place.

The 10-11 season has not started yet, but many people are already looking forward to their next season.

No matter what, there can only be one winner in the end!

This time, no party will admit defeat easily.

Everyone is ready, and the most brutal war has begun.

Regarding Curry, let me talk about my understanding for the last time. But it may not be correct, and discussion is welcome. Many people say that Curry would not be able to thrive without the Warriors' training environment, but what is the Warriors' actual training environment? In the first year, Ellis was the absolute first choice, averaging 22 shots per game. Curry took about the same number of shots as the other starters. Moreover, as soon as Curry joined the team, Ellis publicly stated that he did not want to play with Curry and was directly suppressed. In the second year, Ellis still took 20+ shots, and Curry's number of shots was the same as that of a player named Dorell White, which was ordinary. In the third year, David Lee came, and Curry's shot number dropped instead of rising, and then he was seriously injured. After that, everyone knew. Ellis left, Curry returned from injury, and Ritian was born. But in the first three years of training, Curry did not actually enjoy any key resources. It was not like many people said that the team allowed him to play as he pleased. His situation and Durant's situation were completely different. Durant's behavior is called unscrupulous. When the Warriors were choosing between Ellis and Curry, Ellis left, which made the fans very dissatisfied with the management. This shows Curry's status. And what about Durant? He has been the Thunder's hope from beginning to end. Curry's living environment in the Warriors is not as good as he thought. But in the novel, among the pioneers, at least everyone believed in him. So, why not? Okay, let’s stop here. I also said that this is just my understanding and may not be correct. Discussions are welcome~