Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 98 The most anticipated thing
"OH~GOD!" Many people complained helplessly. They knew that once Ron made up his mind to "do it alone", they would be at a loss to talk about other things, but let alone, with the lessons learned from last time (if they think that the three-game winning streak and the new blockbuster star have half a relationship with them), everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak. They just stared blankly at Ron, waiting for him to give an order...

"So, do you all agree?" Ron asked, looking at the people who were staring at him like stars.

"Is it useful to oppose?" Someone complained, and everyone started to secretly laugh.

Hey, these old turtle grandchildren.

"Ron, I still want to hear what you think." Barry spread his hands, the old stubbornness is not for nothing. "I wonder why you trade our best second team scorer, or even the most reliable scorer, for a seasoned rough center ... We have young Jordan Hill, he looks great, doing a good job!"

"Does he have defense? Does he have the height of a pure center? Does he have the wingspan of a pure center? Does he have the ability to protect the penalty area after the pick-and-roll?" Ron retorted: "Let me tell you, this deal, even without the 400 million, we are the winner of the deal!"

"Martin's ability to run without the ball and draw fouls is good, but let me tell you, don't think that he shoots people every night like that in Salt Lake City. He is like a player who spends all day playing single-player, with a natural choir personality, but he can't drive the enthusiasm of other players for the game-he can't even vent his own passion..."

"Of course Chandler doesn't have much offensive ability, no doubt about it, but he is the team player I want most in my mind! I know that I have also seen with my own eyes what we have won in these few games-unity and desire for victory... What we really need is to focus on the game and desire for victory. By the way, every time an opponent is defended, every time an offense hits the frame, he can ignite the anger in the hearts of his teammates. He is not a guy who is working hard and waiting to clock out every day!"

"Remember, we are just a civilian team. Unity is the magic weapon to win. With passion, you will be full of enthusiasm for every game. With the desire for victory, you will go crazy and want to kill any opponent! And this is my basketball philosophy! Human nature!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and was taught a lesson by this young man who was more than 20 years younger than them, awesome!Hashim Olajuwon said that he has never heard such a reverse understanding of basketball in his life. This guy has no competitiveness or fighting power in his heart. He is not a star.

No wonder he likes Lowry so much, and Hayes so much.

"Men should be more cruel to themselves." Olajuwon blurted out very brainlessly, and even Ron stared at him inexplicably...

"Oh! No, I'm just expressing my inner feelings! Hmm!" The old man chuckled and greeted the contemptuous eyes of others.

"But didn't you say that Yao Ming is about to make a comeback?" A short old man behind him asked without knowing it.

"Yes, I did..." Ron said with a smile, "But can Yao Ming play 48 minutes a game?"

"Then...Jordan Hill..."

"Why are you so stupid? Could it be that someone else has to be kept until he retires?" Ron mocked disdainfully, quite displeased with these pedantic old men.

Damn, if I had known, I would have brought them all to Salt Lake City and let them take a curtain call with the old Jazz!
"Okay, gentlemen, it's getting late! Let's get ready to meet our opponents!" Ron brushed aside the ideological struggle that everyone was still struggling with, and Barry got up and prepared to leave. He understood that no matter how much he protested and refuted, it would be futile, and everything must be based on reality. Ron is the real owner of the Toyota Center.

Only Olajuwon asked quietly, and suddenly Ron was overwhelmed.

"So, Ron, when are you going to tell Martin?"

"Huh?" Ron opened his eyes wide, and there was a little resistance in them.

...

"Martin? For Chandler? Uh..."

On the bus heading to Toyota Center, a stylishly dressed sexy woman suddenly frowned slightly.

"Does it mean that Kevin Martin won't be able to compete in this game?" Phil Jackson, the 10-time champion sitting next to her, was at ease.

"Hmm..." Jenny Buss quickly deleted the message from the Toyota Center just now, feeling a little tired.

"Did you mention Yao Ming?" Zen Master added.

"No…"

"In exchange for Chandler, his lies would be self-defeating, but I don't understand why he threw this mist bomb on everyone in such a big way?" Zen Master stared at Mbenga who was snoring in disgust, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Ask Jim! He will have [-] reasons until he convinces you..." Jenny Buss put on her sunglasses and said nothing, leaning on a chair to enjoy the Texas sunshine from the window...

...

"You go!"

"No...no...you're the manager, it's your opinion...you go yourself..."

"You go with me!"

"no no…"

"I'll deduct your bonus!"

Olajuwon's face darkened, and he followed behind Ron as if discouraged...

"Huh?" On the way to the arena, there were intermittently many spectators who came to the Toyota Center in advance to wait for the game. I still remember the unfriendly insults from the fans when we played against the Nuggets for the first time.

"Hey! Don't be in a hurry! Let's see what kind of show the fans bring us this time..." The old man smiled triumphantly.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that this guy was making fun of himself, and Ron was a little bit dumbfounded.

A vengeful old man.

But that's what's so cute about him.

It may be that Kobe's response has also had a lot of positive effects. The tickets for the Toyota Center were sold out yesterday, and the prices of many back row tickets that no one cares about on weekdays have been sky-high. Even so, it is hard to find a ticket.

Many fans still came with logos and banners, and when they looked up, almost all of them were "Beat-LA".

There are also a few enthusiastic fans wearing Dallas Mavericks, their heads held high and defiant, as if clarifying their stance for coming here.

We're not your fans, we're here to boo LA!
But that's fine too!During the Texas Civil War, there were a few more gimmicks.

"OJ-Mayo! Oh oh!" Many fans wore the Rockets' No. 23 jersey and greeted the camera. They painted their faces colorfully, and they definitely came prepared.

"Oh! Yao! Of course it's Yao!"

When asked what they were most looking forward to in today's game, many people chose such an answer in unison, which made Ron and Olajuwon feel a lot.

"Yao Ming...Yao Ming...Yao Ming...Yao Ming..."

Many people spontaneously sat in the square in front of the Toyota Center and sang the song of Yao Zhi. Their surprised faces and energetic spirit made even the Chinese reporters who captured the scene feel deeply moved...

Yes!The Yao era is far from over!

"Look!" Ron turned to the training hall and said to himself, "Our 'game' back then will definitely succeed!"

Looking at Ron's stubborn face, Olajuwon felt a trace of warmth from the bottom of his heart.

　The second update!Where is the applause?Forget it, it's more practical to vote for my buddy monthly!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)