Rebirth of My Rocket Dynasty

Chapter 238 My Name Is Bruce Bowen

My name is Bruce Bowen. I am 28 years old. I am a basketball player. Well, I am now a member of the strongest team in the NBA, the Houston Rockets. Although sometimes I can’t even make the 12-man roster , but it is my greatest honor to be part of this team.

In the early morning, I was woken up by a ringing bell. When I opened my eyes reluctantly, a new day started again. Listening to the ringing bell, I reached out and closed it, because I was ready Woke up to start my day's training, although it's only 6 o'clock in the morning.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at me in the mirror, I said gently: "Bruce? The Rockets have found a place for themselves."

I took a long breath, picked up my training bag, left the house rented by the club at a very low price, drove my second-hand Chevrolet sedan that I bought after returning to the Rockets training hall .

I bought two hot dogs on the way, which was enough for my morning training, and the Rockets team also had special nutritional meals for athletes during morning training, although it was difficult to swallow.However, if I want to continue playing, I must eat every day.

Because basketball is the only thing that allows me to change my destiny.Yes, only basketball can change everything for me.

I was born in an indifferent environment since I was a child. As long as I can remember, my parents have been constantly quarreling and attacking each other.

When I hit some, I realized that my mother was a drug addict, my father was an alcoholic, and the only person who gave me some warmth in the family was my grandmother.

When I was young, whenever I encountered any grievances, I would run to tell the old man. At that time, my grandmother was not very old. He often took me to buy a cup of Coca-Cola, and then said to me: " Bruce, you are a boy, you learn to be strong, and when your parents can't give you a purpose in life, you find a purpose in life yourself."

From my grandmother, I learned to be strong, stubborn, and dare to try.These precious things are the biggest gains in my 28 years of life, and I have learned basketball since then.

When I was ten years old, I used my scrap money to save enough money to watch my idol play at the San Antonio Arena.

When I went to buy the ticket with full of joy, the conductor told me that there was still an additional fee of one dollar. I was so frustrated that I couldn't even help crying. NBA game, why am I missing that dollar.

I walked for an hour just to see a real basketball game, and I couldn't figure out why it was a dollar less.

However, my stubborn personality does not allow me to leave quietly like this. I decided to borrow a dollar from someone. I made up my mind and decided to do it. But what I don’t know is that my decision has affected my entire life. .

After I experienced several failures, a kind person really gave me a dollar. When I got the dollar, I said to the person, I swear in the name of my grandmother, I will definitely give it back tomorrow. dollars.

It may be that the good-hearted person forgot, or something, he didn't come the next day, but when I took the one dollar I spent an afternoon collecting scraps and worked hard, I waited outside the gate of the San Antonio Arena After a full 2 ​​hours, whenever there is a Spurs home game, I will be there, and I will always have this and that dollar in my pocket. Maybe it is nothing to that kind person, but this dollar Inside is the self-esteem and belief of a 10-year-old boy.

This incident lasted for two full years, and I also waited outside the Spurs' home court for two years. When the gentleman appeared in front of me again one day, I stepped forward and took this dollar bill When I returned it to him, I saw his surprise.

Later, this kind-hearted man became my adoptive father. His name was Crozier. He was a good man. When he had time, he would always find me, take me to eat some good things, and buy me some sports equipment. .

When I was 15 years old, an event that affected my life happened. It was not long after my 15th birthday. My mother had sold out all the things in the house because of drug addiction. I can only earn my living by selling phone books in private. Unlike some of my classmates, I took to the streets at a young age to sell drugs, rob, and be a pimp. have my dreams.

My dream is to become the best basketball player and play for a super team like the Lakers or Celtics. I will win countless trophies. Or grandkids bragging, look at your grandpa or grandpa was one of the greatest players in the NBA, when I walk down the street there are a lot of people next to me saying, "Hey, look at that Bruce Bowen".Others chimed in: "My God, it really was him".

This is the life I want. I don’t want to die on the street that day without knowing it. My body is beaten into a hornet’s nest, and my wife leads a lot of children crying beside me. My children will either become drug dealers or gangsters. Or whores.

However, all my money from selling the phone book that day was snatched by my alcoholic father, and it was all turned into low-quality hard liquor in a dark bar.

That is my tuition fee and living expenses for the next semester.I curled up in a corner and wept secretly.

When I called my grandmother and said these things, the old man was angry, she immediately called the police, and I was released from the custody of me and my alcoholic father in court.

And my adoptive father Crozier became my guardian. I finally enjoyed a real family life. I cherish this kind of life very much. I study hard, I play hard, I always move forward, and I want to achieve myself dream.

When I was 18 years old, my adoptive father wrote me a letter, he wrote in the letter: He felt that they met too late, although I was so meek when facing the adoptive father's family, Quiet, loyal and sensible, but he always felt that I always seemed to be immersed in a huge loneliness to the whole world.There seemed to be a thick layer of ice outside my soul, and although I smiled at him, he couldn't be sure that I really accepted him.

After reading that letter, I truly regarded Crozier as my family member. After that, I would discuss everything with him, and he was also very happy to discuss my future with me.

I was admitted to Fulham University in California in 1989, and I was very satisfied because it was so close to home and I always had time to spend with my own family.

In the college stage, I never gave up my basketball career, although I did not participate in the draft when I graduated, because after I went to college, I found that I was really much worse, so I started to mix in various small leagues in China , although there is some money, it is still not enough for a young man in his early 20s to support himself.

Just when I was about to give up my basketball career, a teammate of mine in college gave me a place to go, and I went to France.

In the French league, I can be said to be very prestigious. I was the scoring leader for two consecutive seasons. Just when I was full of ambitions and wanted to enter the NBA again, a person who changed my destiny appeared.

I remember very clearly that I was led by my agent to meet him. It was a young man about my age. I found out later that he was only one year older than me. He told me that his name was Tai Greg Jones, bought the Houston Rockets who had just become the league champions, and my heart almost exploded at that time. I thought he was going to sign me.For a while, I felt that the NBA was so close to me. I was almost so excited. At that time, I even decided that as long as he gave me a contract, I would sign it, whether it was guaranteed or not, but what greeted me was not signing with the Rockets. , is the signing of the Le Havre team in France, the young man told me that he also owns two clubs in Europe.

At that time, how can I describe my mood? I almost collapsed. I suppressed my anger and rejected such a contract. My dream is to play in the NBA. This is my greatest hope.

But after I contacted all the NBA teams, I was desperate. In the end, only the Heat offered me a short contract of 10 days. After I played for 23 seconds, I was kicked like a dog out.

Just when I was desperate, this young Rockets owner extended a helping hand to me. I came to France again and joined Le Havre.

Unexpectedly, on the second day after I joined, I received a training plan specially prepared for me by the Houston Rockets uniform team. When I saw this plan, I was already so excited that I knew The dream of stepping into the NBA is not far away from me.

I played in France for another two full years, and I completed all the subjects in the training plan. I became an unparalleled myth in France, and the fans called me the Jordan of France.

But I know my own ability, I am still far, far behind, after the end of the NBA's 99 season, I received a notice from the Rockets.

I was offered a guaranteed basic salary. Although it was a little less than when I was in France, it was definitely a different feeling. After entering the Rockets, the atmosphere and training environment in the Rockets deeply affected me. Me, after I came to the Rockets, I knew what I was going to do, and all I could do was defend and shoot three-pointers in the open.

This is what I do, and what I can do.

I am very serious about training every day. I am always the first to come and the last to leave. When other conditions are not as good as others, I can only make up for it with diligence.

Just as I was recalling my previous life, the Chevrolet car had already arrived outside the gate of the arena. I poked my head out of the car window and shouted to the doorman: "Joy, Joey, help me drive us down."

The old security guard in the Compaq Center, Joey knew who it was when he heard it, he grinned and showed his white teeth, leaned his head out of the window, and said loudly: "I said Bruce, you are still so early, you know, only in those days Kevin and De Young, who came to practice every morning during the new season, have made a lot of money now, and they all repaired the court at their own home and practiced at their own home."

Bowen is still a very gentleman player outside the court, and he replied elegantly: "Hehe, Joey, Kevin and DeYoung are already the best players in the league, and I can't be compared with them."

After speaking, watching the railing being raised, Bowen stepped on the gas pedal and arrived at the parking lot.

Joey looked at the back of Bowen driving away, and whispered: "Boy, you will become a great person."

(End of this chapter)