Chapter 1022 - 330: Gary, you can’t even beg for food! (Asking for monthly tickets!)_4
For victory, for the championship, to become a winner!
We play for all of this!
Reggie Miller has stayed in Indianapolis for so many years, not for some damn All-NBA First Team. In fact, he’s greater than most guards who made the First Team in the ’90s! I bet you don’t even remember Chris Mullin and Tim Hardaway also made the First Team, but you definitely remember the uncompromising Reggie Miller!
Allen Iverson, with a real height of less than 180 cm, charged again and again with unimaginable injuries. Those blood, those collisions, they were absolutely not for some damn MVP. He did it for victory, for proving himself, for redemption, for expressing his disdain for fate, and against the whole damn world!
Roger fights fiercely again and again, not for those easily earned scoring titles. He never played a season, never played a game like a 70-point Admiral. He fights for victory, to beat everyone’s ass, to tell those who said he can’t, that he damn well can!
And you, Marcus? What are you fighting for?
Sure, you had a misfortune in New York. But look around you, even Roger was abandoned by the Chicago Bulls, and I’ve faced injuries that almost ended a season. In the end, we never thought to take shortcuts like cowards.
We stand up, compete hard, and then tell the world, we have not been defeated!
Marcus, you can also tell others in the Bay Area that you’re still that potential defensive gate.
When you start winning, when you truly terrify your opponents, when your name becomes thunderous, DPOY, MVP, block leader, scoring leader, big contracts... all these will come to you naturally!