Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 223 Ron's Dream!

Chapter 223 Ron's Dream!
"Excuse me, Mr. Ron, how many games do you plan to suspend the whole team?"

"Mr. Ron, do you have the consent of the Alliance?"

"Alexander doesn't know about this yet?"

"You're an asshole! Asshole! Get the hell out of our team!"

After the game, facing all the angry reporters with guns and cannons, Ron had a gloomy face and patiently listened to the complaints and abuse from all the media reporters...

"Indefinite suspension..." He said angrily, and then left without looking back...

...

A few days later...

"Good morning...Mr. Ron!"

"Good morning, what's the matter?" Ron asked in surprise when he noticed that even Olajuwon's tone had changed.

"Remember the story I told you about the girl named 'Pandora'? Now you're opening that box called 'Pandora'! (ask for trouble)"

"Yes, it's all my fault..." Ron smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The news media are all here. You must know that today is not a media open day...you'd better be careful..." Olajuwon said helplessly.

"Since today is not a media open day, why should I face those idiots?" Ron retorted disdainfully.

"Because Alexander...he's going to be driven crazy by the media..."

...

Straight from the scene: "That magical manager, Ron, suddenly became extremely stupid. He made this suspension worse...he canceled the Houston Rockets players' games again, and let the Rockets' subordinate team NBDL Viper play instead..."

Jonathan Feigen: "He is a bit over the top...At first I was in favor of the suspension of the whole team to regain our momentum...But look at him, let the league and the bosses not intervene, he will continue to maintain the suspension..."

Chinese reporter: "Today is against the Detroit Pistons, which are weaker than the Houston Rockets...I really don't want to see the Rockets lose consecutive defeats before Yao Ming returns..."

...

"He's coming, he's coming!"

As soon as he stepped into the media conference at the Toyota Center, Ron obviously felt that these reporters came with strong emotions this time...

Alexander, who hadn't seen him for a long time at the venue, looked quite upset...

As the saying goes, those who come are not good...

"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning, I kept you waiting for a long time... If you have any questions, just ask me directly..." His kind excuse did not change the expression of the shriveled old man from cloudy to sunny, but made it more complicated...

"Ron! Idiot! You even banned players who didn't participate in the locker room brawl, is that fair!" First, a middle-aged and strong reporter kicked off the crusade...

Ron: "Please watch your wording sir, basketball is a team sport, I think it's useless to say too much about a guy who doesn't even know how to respect others..."

...

"Who still thinks this Chinese is scaring us?" Chandler, who was practicing free throws, hummed weakly at everyone.

"I want to run into that bunch of reporters... tell them it's Bullshit... just suspend that guy named Mayo and we'll get back on track..." Ariza said.

"Maybe you really should see a psychiatrist, Trevor..." Kyle Lowry said speechlessly, and everyone else nodded.

"Maybe you should lick my asshole, idiot! My mental state is fine! Dude!" Ariza said unhappily, and then threw the blame on Chandler: "Maybe this big guy should be suspended. He said yesterday that the manager is shit..."

"Maybe this big guy should beat you up! In front of all the news media!" Chandler rushed towards Ariza with thoughts...

"Then can you spell out this big man's name word by word?" Ariza also rushed over in disbelief...

"Hey! Hey! Don't make trouble! What the fuck!" Kyle Lowry and others were extremely helpless towards these two people...

"Chandler, if there is anything you can't think of, I can enlighten you..." Old Barry said.

"I'm going...I'm not a small belly..." Chandler spread his hands in displeasure: "Who knew the manager would be so angry..."

Dragic: "Recently we have been making too much noise..."

Scola also spread his hands to express his approval...

"They're all playing singles, they're all defending with their eyes...it looks like shit..."

"Ha ha…"

"Are you cramping? Nick? What's so funny?"

"I was just thinking, what will Boss Yao think when he sees a group of NBDLs around him after his comeback..."

Everyone is having fun...

...

"You know what! The Chinese will hate you to the core. Your record has dropped from 23 wins to 25 losses, which looked promising, to 29 losses! On Saturday, you will face Miami, who has a strong desire for revenge but is a terrible team. Another game will be a 5-game losing streak! If you continue your internal suspension, the entire Aerospace City will regard you as a hero instead of a demon...all the fans will definitely rebel!"

Ron squeezed his eyebrows: "Saturday is still some time away, we will talk about it then... According to this situation, it is still suspended, thank you for coming... I am very busy, I still have countless things to do..."

Seeing Ron's vowed to leave, everyone was very upset...

"He's a jerk! He's a jerk!"

...

"No...no...yes, although I don't value the process...but I'm not an idiot either, Mr. Ron, please cherish this time as the general manager..." Alexander said with worried eyes...

...

Am I an idiot?maybe yes...

But I understand desire and depravity better than anyone...

He calmly walked into the training hall, and everyone looked at him with complicated emotions...

"Hey guys...Let's be honest at this point...Honestly, today was a bad day...Reporters, media, everywhere...Let's close the door now and say what you want to say..."

"After you finish talking, let's talk about our business..." Ron was obviously not very interested...

"Nonsense, it's not our business...it's all your Ron's business..." Chandler turned his head with some stubbornness that he couldn't let go of...

"Aren't we a team? Why are all the things about you now, TV, news, newspapers, you stole the limelight..." Nick Yang said with a simple smile.

"You saw this?" Ron couldn't laugh or cry...

"That's all..." Ariza said. "And a bunch of us in suits, sitting on the bench, waving towels, running water fountains... Hey! It's fun, isn't it?"

"He was right..." Hayes also said.

"..." Lowry frowned and buried his head deeply...

"Well, let me tell you what I saw..." Ron said earnestly.

"What I see is a group of basketball players who have always received a basic salary and are always regarded as just qualified role players who can't make a difference... I know you believe in statistics, so I will give you some numbers..."

Ron's eyes reflected the embarrassing light: "In the entire NBA major league... Every year, nearly a hundred good players join this group... However, at the same time, nearly a hundred young people who were full of dreams and passion had to choose to leave... Among these new players who joined the major league, only less than 10% of them can stay and serve as the team's training objects. In the future, in the NBA, they will gain a firm foothold and get the wealth they deserve..."

The players who seemed very impatient at first began to look at Ron seriously, tirelessly...

"That is to say, every time I walk into the training ground and see you, there are only a few of them who can gain a firm foothold in the major leagues... It is very likely that in the not-too-distant future, some people will no longer see their figures and names in the NBA... Why don't they let the original good life continue? You can live in this world as the winner of your life, why give up halfway?"

"I think a lot of people entered the NBA from nothing, looking forward to getting rich overnight... I think many people slept on your teammates' sofas before that... and lived a precarious life..." Ron said so emotionally that many unofficial players began to lower their heads in silence. Ariza thought about something repeatedly. Lowry and Chandler remembered the time they played for their old club.

"Why not? Why not stay in this field you love forever, until the day you retire after becoming famous, and put your jersey on the land you like?"

"Who stipulates that you can only leave this magical place in the way of losers in the end? 'Fuck it, Ron! What can I do if I am not in the NBA?' This is a good question. I think many people like me have no skills and can do nothing but play basketball. For an illiterate competitive sports player who is used to big money and lost his expensive NBA contract, the answer is probably-poor, debilitated, and addicted Drinking alcohol, losing confidence in life, even going to jail, and finally going to the end..."

"Now look at the person on your left, and then look at the person on your right... It is very likely that one day in the future, when you wear a tattered suit, or go to a remote country to play basketball, and you can't go home once in a few years, they may be well-dressed, or they may be more embarrassing than you... If you lose the opportunity to play in the NBA and get ahead, you will always fall into self-blame and regret deeply, and hate your own weakness every night..."

"Those relatives who were proud of you, what kind of eyes will they look at you? Those beauties who once crazily threw themselves into your arms, what kind of face will they face you? The worst thing is, it is very likely that you will no longer be able to continue the basketball you love the most. You can only turn on the TV on a drunk night and watch others sway their youth on the land you love..."

Ron sighed sincerely, and stared at everyone with tender eyes: "This is what you have to face... This is the fact, the law of survival of the fittest in the real society..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and buried their heads deeply...

"So now...you go home and think about your future...look at your parents...ask yourself: 'What kind of future do I want?'"

"There is no regret medicine in life... If you really listen to it, please tell me with your actions, your choice..."

"If the answer is: 'Ron, this is our own business, none of your business, we just want to live our own lives,' I will put you back on the basketball court, I will lift your suspension and leave you to fend for yourself...No more entanglements with me, Ron...Be the loser of your life! I, Ron, can take out those damn salaries from Alexander's pocket like Ron..."

Many people shook their heads from the bottom of their hearts...

"...If the answer is 'yes', I hope to see a different you tomorrow...I, Ron, promise you...I will do my best to keep you all in the NBA...to make you stand out...so that you can always play the basketball you love! Let you have a bright future that you will not regret!"

"And this... is my basketball philosophy, and this is my dream as a team manager!"

"Because I'll always be convinced - my Ron's players are the best!"

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