nba championship predators

Chapter 852
At the end of the short film, the picture freezes on the family portrait of the Charlotte Bobcats' third championship, the music plays, and a beam of light shines on the player channel——

Stephon Marbury in a plain white suit and black tie and Gerald Wallace in a plain white suit and white tie.

Behind the two of them were two rows of gorgeous cat girls, holding a huge jersey!

Zhao Ke came up to him, and after two sturdy bear hugs, there were a few dirty paw prints on the body of the black and white Shuangsao in suits and leather shoes.

Gerald Wallace has a black background, but it's not so obvious. Stephen Marbury's gentlemanly demeanor instantly turned into a beggar's attire...

"Political Commissar Horse" looked disgusted:

"Zhao Ke, I bought it specially for your big day. It's very expensive, okay?"

Zhao Ke laughed loudly, telling you not to give me time to change clothes, there is also my white suit in the locker in the dressing room, okay?
Boss Joe handed the microphone to Don Nelson and stepped aside, now it's time for the old pirate to sing his praises!
"It seems that Zhao Ke's retirement is more gratifying than winning the championship..."

Don Nelson's language is not amazing and endless.

The fans froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Isn't that right, as soon as Zhao Ke announced his retirement, the entire NBA felt like Chinese New Year!

"Zhao Ke is the worst class I have ever led, the worst one, bar none!"

Zhao Ke covered his face:
Sir, can you say something good?
"Zhao Ke can't pass the ball, can't connect teams, can't play my favorite point forward, and can't execute the tactics I arranged well. He is stupid..."

Zhao Ke was already squatting on the ground and drawing a circle.

Knowing that the old man is playing the card of suppressing first and then rising, but being so damaged in front of [-] fans and hundreds of millions of viewers in front of the TV is really not a good feeling!

"But what does it matter?"

As soon as Don Nelson changed the subject, Zhao Ke immediately stood up and bowed to the old man:

Sir, please start your praise!
"Zhao Ke is still the player most wanted by the head coaches of the league. If you don't believe me, you can ask Jeff, Larry, Rick. Of course, you'd better ask Pop, Phil and Pat. They feel more deeply!"

The fans burst into laughter again. At this time, ask Popovich, Pat Riley and Phil Jackson, do they think the knife was not stabbed deep enough?
"As a head coach, I am lucky. Of course, I can't compare with that kid Rick. He saved the galaxy in his previous life. He is really lucky!"

The Time Warner Center arena has become a scene of happy comedians, and this old man has become a joker by fishing...

"Zhao Ke is a guy who breaks the balance. His scoring is phenomenal. He is a nuclear weapon beyond the three-point line. He brought a comprehensive revolution in the NBA and completely changed the way basketball is played..."

The speech was interrupted by cheers and screams, Zhao Ke touched his nose, this time it was finally not laughter!
The old man grinned and said with a smirk:
"So, so I don't watch the NBA anymore, even the fish in Hawaii know that Zhao Ke won the championship again!"

The screams sounded again, and Zhao Ke bowed deeply to Don Nelson.

Don Nelson pointed to Lars Granik in the distance, then pointed to Boss Joe beside him, and said with a straight face:

"Because of the above reasons, they took away my fishing rod and tied me up. The purpose is to let me take Zhao Ke away and let him accompany me to go fishing in Hawaii!"

Saying that, he spread his hands to Zhao Ke:
"So come with me, my boy, and let the NBA live!"

Amidst the cheers, Don Nelson returned the microphone to Boss Joe and applauded along with all the fans.

Zhao Ke hugged the old man again, and whispered in his ear:
"Neely, I'm not going fishing!"

Don Nelson shook his head.

"You can't teach children!"

Zhao Ke said with a smile:
"You don't know, I usually use electricity, it's faster that way!"

Don Nelson stared and said:
"Okay, for the sake of the two blessings at home, you'd better stay away from me!"

Boss Joe handed over the microphone to Stephen Marbury, who touched his bald head and imitated Don Nelson's tone and said:
"Now I know why this kid tricked me into going to New York. He wants to be the boss!"

Zhao Ke pretended to be very angry, mouthed "you fart" exaggeratedly, and raised his fist.

Marbury immediately changed his words:
"Of course, Zhao Ke is very good, especially in terms of force. This is why the vast majority of NBA players want to be teammates with Zhao Ke! I think the NBA should give him a best teammate award!"

The photographer circled a close-up of Lars Granik's face on the sidelines——

The President was a little dumbfounded.

Zhao Ke's method of controlling violence with violence, although he avoided malicious fouls on his team, it also seriously affected the image of the NBA.

Especially the "victims" such as Bruce Bowen, Jerome Williams, and Andrew Bynum, are still like Mrs. Xianglin, catching the media and complaining about old sesame seeds from more than ten years ago...

Marbury handed the microphone to Gerald Wallace, "Elvis" coughed lightly, and said solemnly:

"He is a good person, a helpful person, a person who is purely out of vulgar taste, and a person who will always be remembered..."

Zhao Ke grabbed the microphone and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of Mr. Gerald Wallace's speech. In addition, please note that this is Zhao Ke's jersey retirement ceremony, not Zhao Ke's memorial service..."

Gerald Wallace couldn't stand up from laughing, this kid did it on purpose!

The fans were all overjoyed. These people were all trained by Lao Guo today. It's so funny...

Boss Qiao pouted at Zhao Ke, Zhao Ke shook his head:

This group of guys have taken the rhythm out of the way, and they can't be sensational at all, so what are they talking about!

So, Boss Joe announced the next step.

Eighteen cat girls lined up in a square formation, unfolding Zhao Ke's oversized No. 18 jersey.

Boss Joe handed Don Nelson a signature pen and asked the meritorious coach to consecrate the jersey.

The old man stroked the beard on his chin, picked up a pen and signed the lower right corner of the jersey, drew a smiling face, and drew a ball.

Well, it's a joke to connect...

Subsequently, Boss Joe, Political Commissar Ma and Elvis Presley all left their names on the jerseys.

Finally, the cat girl spread the jersey on the floor and handed Zhao Ke a mop dipped in paint...

I just said why there is no name on this jersey, I have to write my own feelings!
Moments later, his No. 18 jersey rose and hung from the dome of the Time Warner Center, below the three championship flags, with Stephon Marbury's No. 3 jersey on the left and Gerald Wallace's No. 45 jersey on the right.

Above the number, there are two words written in block letters:

Zhao Ke!

Below the number, in a slightly smaller font, is a poem written in lines:

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow...

　May the mountains and rivers be safe, and may the world be safe!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)