You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 1108 Man, Lion and Snow

"The record of eight consecutive championships created by the Boston Celtics in the 1965-1966 season has been broken by the Detroit Pistons until today, after a lapse of 51 years!"

"Fifty-one years! My God, spanning five generations!"

"No matter how long it takes, I believe that there will never be a team that can surpass the record of the Pistons!"

"Tonight we witnessed the greatest moment in NBA history."

Lambiel and Johnson glanced at each other, and looked at Pistons No. 9 on the field in unison: "Unfortunately, we will also send away the greatest player in history."

Mo Mengchen was surrounded by his teammates, and they frantically slapped and rolled on Mo Mengchen, as if they wanted to take this opportunity to take revenge on him.

This "revenge" lasted for about half a minute, and they got up one after another.

Mo Mengchen hugged them one by one, then walked forward to greet his opponents.

You can see the disappointment on Kobe's face. This is his fourth loss in the Finals. The one who defeated him was the Pistons. Some people have called him the contemporary Elgin Baylor.

Even though he was so frustrated, he still said harshly to Mo Mengchen: "You better play for another year, otherwise there will be no Piston Dynasty next year!"

"What do you mean, is it for our team?" Mo Mengchen looked at him mockingly, "I have nine rings, do you know what that means?"

Mo Mengchen walked in front of Kobe: "Let you go, the survival of the Piston Dynasty has nothing to do with me."

Mo Mengchen walked in front of Garnett again, and paid tribute to the 95th player whose achievements were second only to him.

The audience shouted "Dor.Mo" together, and they seemed to be using this method to keep Mo Mengchen, or to say goodbye to him.

The voices of the [-] spectators could not influence the pace of Mo Mengchen's departure.

He walked slowly to the side of the auditorium, looking at Ephraim, their four children, Medela beside them, and Sievers and her daughter sitting a few rows behind.

"People all over the world want you to play for another year, don't you think about it?" Ephraim asked with a smile.

Of course there is reluctance, but we always have to let go.

"I will feel sad about this decision, but I will not regret it." Mo Mengchen looked at each of them, "The best part of my life is right in front of me."

A few minutes later, Mo Mengchen returned to the home locker room for the last time as a player.

It was also the last time to participate in the champagne fight as a player.

This time, he stopped treating the champagne fight as a childish game.In the past nine years, every time he came back here after winning the championship, what annoyed him the most was the champagne battle.

Approaching parting, even if it is an annoying game, it will have endless aftertaste.

After the stupid champagne battle ended, the Pistons returned to the court wearing neat championship T-shirts, stepped onto the championship stage built for them, and won the No.11 O'Brien Cup in team history from Stern's hands. The Lakers became the team with the second most championships in NBA history.

As for the FMVP, it is selected among Anthony and Curry.

As a result, Anthony averaged 26 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists in the finals, and was elected the most valuable player in the finals.

Anthony, who had always been feared by his teammates, was pushed to the front of the stage. This honor, which always belonged to Mo Mengchen or Hill, fell to him tonight.

He said a few jerky acceptance speeches, then held up the trophy, trying to be as confident as Mo Mengchen, but left a photo of him feeling extremely unconfident.

The awards ceremony was supposed to end here, but this was the last game Mo Mengchen played on behalf of the Pistons. After the awards ceremony for the Pistons was over, he stayed in the center of the venue and gave him a microphone to say a few words.

"When I was an obscure Aussie bumpkin, I wish I could play in the NBA."

"I want to be a player who is remembered;"

"I want to be the starter;"

"I want someone to scream for me;"

Screams echoed through the Empire Axis Arena.

"I hope to help the team reach the playoffs;"

"I want to be the MVP;"

"I hope to bring champions;"

"I want to dominate the game like Michael Jordan did."

Countless viewers can be heard yelling, "You're better than Jordan!"

"Thank you for your 13 years of continuous support and encouragement, thank you for always bringing us the loudest screams and boos, thank you for always being enthusiastic" Mo Mengchen didn't know what else he could say, and finally he said, "Thank you for inspiring me, an Australian redneck who has been badly wounded by fate, to become Dor.Mo."

The screams and shouts at the scene made it difficult for Mo Mengchen to say the end.

The 1-minute scream caused an earthquake-like sound in the Empire Axis Arena.

When the scene was calm, Mo Mengchen said, "Thank you."

Mo Mengchen handed over the microphone. From the beginning to the end, he didn't shed a single tear. He didn't want to show his vulnerable side to others. From the beginning to the end, he always looked strong.

At the press conference that night, Mo Mengchen officially announced his retirement.

The next day, the front page of The New York Times ran a headline like this, titled: "The shadow of the era that hangs over the NBA dissipated last night."

Dor.Mo, in his short 12-year career, won nine championships, was selected to the All-Star [-] times, was elected to the Finals MVP seven times, was elected to the regular season MVP five times, was selected to the best team nine times, and was selected to the NBA Finals six times. Best defensive lineup, total career appearances, get
It is not a long-term career, but it is a page in NBA history that will never be erased.

In his peak years, the stars of the league were bleak, and only the Pistons dominated.

Because of his existence, superstars such as Penny Hardaway, Shaquille O'Neal, Kobe Bryant, Kevin Garnett, Tim Duncan, Allen Iverson, etc. There was no harvest for nine years.

They are the uncrowned kings, the shadowed challengers, the superheroes who have been repeatedly defeated by Dor.Mo.

In the 2007 draft, the Pistons used the fourth pick in the first round from the Trail Blazers to select Mike Conley.

As for the two brightest stars in this draft, Greg Oden and Kevin Durant, the unsuspecting No. [-] picks, were obtained by the Mavericks in the West and the Eagles in the East.

It is reported that the Mavericks may send Oden to St. Lucifer Hospital for examination. If there is any problem, they will pay a lot of money to ask Dor.Mo to operate on him himself.

It's a pity that they are doomed to return without success.

Because as early as a few weeks ago, Mo Mengchen submitted a letter of resignation to St. Lucifer Hospital.

Almost at the same time, St. Lucifer Hospital's acting president and head of the hospital, Noah Sievers, also submitted a letter of resignation to the board of directors.

At the end of June, Mo Mengchen participated in the event for the last time as a piston-related event - the parade ceremony of the nine consecutive crowns around the city.

After the ceremony, Mo Mengchen distanced himself from the Pistons.

Since then, he has stopped asking about NBA matters.

He doesn't offer advice to Dumars or how other Pistons players should behave, but he still keeps in touch with his old teammates by phone.

In the first month after Mo Mengchen left, the whole world was inquiring about his whereabouts.

However, he seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news.

Some say he went to Africa because he was interested in lions;

Some people also said that he went to China. It is rumored that the Chinese Basketball Association intends to naturalize him so that he can represent the Chinese team in the 2008 BJ Olympics;
Some people also said that he went back to his hometown, and he wanted to go home and have a look;

It was also said that Dor.Mo was traveling with his family.

Two months have passed, and the world's interest in Dor.Mo has begun to dwindle, and no one cares except fans.

However, Dor.Mo has a huge fan base, even without those passers-by who follow suit, there are quite a lot of people who care about him.

However, no matter how loyal fans are, they still need some clues to follow.

There is no news from Dor.Mo.

No one knew what he was doing or where he was going.

He seems to have disappeared.

"Dear Dor.Mo, wherever you are, I will always love you and wish you all the best for the future."

A letter belonging to fans spread all over Mo Mengchen's personal social media message boards.

He still had no activity, but they believed that Mo Mengchen must have seen it.

The days go by, the new season starts and everyone has to look forward.

Today is November 2007, 11

According to American time, today is Thanksgiving.

This is the small town of Du Amelez in Melbourne. Mo Mengchen sold the house left by his grandfather and bought the ranch sold by others at a high price.But instead of raising cows and sheep, his ranch raises some ungulates imported from Africa.

Grace, 1 year and 3 months old, lives on the ranch and this is her 24th attempt at hunting.

Its target is an antelope.

The antelope was too big for its frame, but it came across as resolute – and arguably cocky.

When it sees its prey, it is an instinct to crawl forward. After seeing its actions, its owner, or a friend, takes out the binoculars and looks ahead.

At this time, it was the winter and snow season, and the temperature was extremely low. He could only encourage Grace to take the first blood of his lion through a little bit of praise.

Grace is inexperienced without the precepts and deeds of an adult lion. She stepped on the snow and had a long-distance chase with the antelope that found her.

Sooner or later, Grace will discover that this is not its strong suit.

Undoubtedly, it failed again.

"Woooo!"

Screaming and running back, Grace jumped up to finish a hug with his human friend.

They are not an owner and pet relationship, they are an interdependent family relationship.

At least for Grace.

"It seems that you failed again." Mo Mengchen led Grace out of the ranch.

Out of the ranch, right at home.

Mo Mengchen found an undisturbed secluded place for himself. Here, he has his own restaurant and ranch, Ephraim has his own law firm, and Sievers runs his own company.

Grace used its distinctive voice to notify the rest of the family before it even entered the home -- and it failed again and again.

Socrates ran out to meet them, and Grace rubbed her head excitedly against his cheek.

Mo Mengchen entered the house and quickly closed the door. After a while, it began to snow outside.

Ephraim was preparing the Thanksgiving dinner, and Mo Mengchen couldn't figure out why she had to prepare the Thanksgiving dinner by herself instead of a well-known chef in the industry?
Mo Mengchen looked out at the pasture through the window, the grass that should have been lush with greenery was covered with falling snow and turned white.

Grace stared out at the pasture with him, sure it wasn't lamenting the green grass covered in snow.

Beside Mo Mengchen is a transparent exhibition cabinet, which contains his championship ring and various trophies, as well as his achievements so far.

Those were all in the past, he looked at the ice and snow outside, and his thoughts were filled with thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, Ephraim walked up to him and said softly, "It's time to eat."

"Okay." Mo Mengchen said.

To be honest, he wasn't looking forward to cooking his wife's dinner at all.

Mo Mengchen looked at the scenery of the pasture for a while, and even Grace touched his leg with his little head, signaling that he had more important things to do now.

Mo Mengchen had no choice but to turn around, leaving behind the picturesque scenery.

Although the flying snow has drowned the past, the golden years are always in our hearts. We can feel the passage of time at any time, and know in what form life flows. It is still flowing now and will continue to flow in the future.

　Along the way, thank you very much for your support and tolerance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)