I'm king in the basket

Chapter 506 Failure and Trauma

"Chris, take a bite."

That night, Li Xing found a restaurant under Yao Ming's name in Houston, where he could eat authentic Shanghai cuisine.

Every time I come to Houston to play a game, if I have time, Li Xing will come to patronize. He is the VIP of this restaurant.

Only one VIP.

In order to properly apologize to Middleton, Li Xing specially booked this restaurant.

To be honest, he didn't know why he had to apologize to Middleton, but he heard this guy say in front of the media that it was all his fault.

Well, that's his fault.

They performed so well in the preliminaries, but they ended up being No.5. Anyone would have a psychological gap, let alone a rookie like Middleton who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Although the three-point contest is an entertainment competition, if there is a chance to win the championship, everyone wants to win it.

You know, isn't one of Bird's most famous jokes from the three-point contest?

Starting today, Middleton also has his own jokes.

I shot very well. I shot 24 points in the preliminaries of the three-point contest. Guess what place I ended up with?

Most people who are familiar with basketball but haven't watched the game will choose between the top two, which is why Middleton is so sad.

With 24 points in the preliminaries, he couldn't even make it to the finals, oh my god!
"It's nothing to be sad about, isn't it the same for me?"

Stephenson picked up the knife and looked at the pile of cheap food on the table, but it was delicious and delicious.

"You also shot 24 points and couldn't make it to the final?" Middleton didn't remember Stephenson having this experience.

Moreover, he didn't have any impression.

In his opinion, he is the most miserable three-point contestant in history.

As for the top scorer in history who shot 20 points but was No. 1 from the bottom, he has long been forgotten on the Somali Trench.

"No, but my price must be greater than yours."

"You just missed a three-point contest championship. This is the first year of your career. Assuming you have a 15-year career, you still have [-] chances, don't you?"

Stephenson was able to say such reasonable words, and Li Xing and Bargnani's faces were full of horror.

"Have you ever had a worse experience than this?"

Since breaking the precept, Middleton has been a vegetarian.

This table serves authentic Shanghai cuisine, including duck leg in sauce, boiled chicken, sweet and sour pork, fish with eggplant, braised pork in brown sauce, and noodles with scallion oil.
He directly chose the most oily braised pork.

"Chris, you've changed, you can actually eat this."

Even an unrestrained person like Bargnani can't eat this.

"Grandma told me to be adventurous."

Well, if you lose the game, the character design will also collapse.

Middleton ate with relish, and Stephenson said his "failure": "Last year, I was just like you after shooting the basket. You shot 24 points and thought that the final spot was at your fingertips."

"That's right, tonight is really a little tricky, Chris's results, in any three-point contest, can secure the final spot!"

The Italians couldn't help crying for Middleton.

Middleton feels the same way, and he wouldn't be so upset if it wasn't.

He was so sad because I was too sure, so the psychological gap was too big after the result came out.

"Is it really Larch's fault?"

Bargnani's eyes locked on his partner, Li Xing, who was enjoying the white chicken.

"What's none of my business? Can I control how they feel? If I could, I'd make sure they couldn't even make a single shot!" Li Xing said helplessly.

Stephenson, who was about to tell a story, was interrupted in this way.

"Go on."

Bargnani saw that he did not speak.

"I thought you guys were going to talk." Stephenson lost most of his mood immediately.

"Go on, there's nothing to do anyway."

Baggnani put the scallion noodles in front of him: "How can such ugly noodles compare to spaghetti? Spaghetti is [-] times more elegant than it!"

"Please don't insult scallion oil noodles with noodles that are used to feed pigs?"

The noodle that Li Xing hates the most in his life is spaghetti.

"It's too much for you to say that. It's the noodle that grew up with me and raised me. It can raise me so well. One can imagine what a great noodle it is."

So Li Xing knew why Bargnani did so badly in his previous life.

Think about it, it's all because of the cheating noodles, which are unpalatable and soft.

"Should I say it or not?"

Just as Stephenson finished brewing his emotions, Li Xing and Bargnani interrupted again.

"Say, you say, I want to hear."

Middleton was really abnormal tonight, and Li Xing rarely saw him take the initiative.

Stephenson took a sip of his wine and was about to speak when he heard the sound of Bargnani sucking on the noodles.

If the person sitting on the table is a Japanese, this move can already make someone take out a one-meter-long samurai sword and cut his stomach.

When Bargnani took a bite, his eyebrows stretched out: "There are such delicious noodles?"

"Larch, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I'm fucking fed up with spaghetti, it's the stupidest spaghetti in the world!"

This person's integrity is worse than Wang Jingze's.

Li Xing looked at Stephenson who was about to hit someone, and said, "Let Lance tell the story well?"

"Tell me Lance, good noodles should go with a good story." Bargnani laughed.

Stephenson let out a sigh of relief and told himself to calm down. Anyway, I can't be today's teammate with this bastard. It's not worth killing him for this little anger.

"Are you sure I can say it?"

Stephenson was worried that something would happen to the emotions he had finally brewed up.

"Tell me about it."

Bargnani rolled the noodles and looked at Stephenson curiously.

Just as Stephenson was about to speak, the disgusting sound of gargling appeared again.

Fortunately, Stephenson was already prepared. He ignored the Italian and continued: "I'm like you, full of confidence. When you finish shooting, you must think of the final scene. I am also, but I am not because of the three-pointer The ball has nothing to do with the championship."

"After Jose was injured, the biggest beneficiary was me. If everything goes well, I should replace him and become the team's starter."

"If all goes well, I have now started contract renewal negotiations and even signed the contract extension."

"If everything goes well, I will play in Toronto for many years. I may even grow old with you. In the end, we won many championships and retired together."

"If all goes well, that's what I hope."

Stephenson took a sip of wine: "The arrival of Golan has enhanced our strength and changed my self-righteous career plan."

"Chris, I used to be as confident as you, but reality will always give us a slap in the face. The difference is that you can still compete next year, and I have failed."

Stephenson, glad that Bargnani stopped interrupting him, finally said this.

"Sorry," Middleton said.

"Nothing." Stephenson said.

Bargnani licked his lips, and he had already wiped out a large plate of noodles.

Li Xing ate silently.

These two things seem to have something to do with him.

Middleton can also be said to be driven by some hidden force. He was a direct participant in Stephenson's matter, and he single-handedly contributed to Dragic's joining.

He just wants to make the team stronger while making it easier on himself.

This approach ruined Stephenson's future in Toronto.

"In fact, we are all confident, but in the end we fail."

Bargnani poured himself a glass of wine: "When I was drafted No. 2006 by Toronto in [-], I thought I could charge forward and start a dynasty like the legendary No. [-] picks before me. But you all know I wasn't having a great time before Luckey came."

"I can't find my position, I don't know what to do right, the only thing I'm good at is scoring, but the whole league is preaching that defense wins championships, and I'm tired of these voices."

"I can tell you with certainty that when I first came to America, I was more confident than Chris was tonight, and I was also knocked out by the reality that life will never go the way we envisioned."

Middleton was not so sad.

Compared to those two, his loss tonight was like a snowman that a child spent hours building and being pushed over.

It's a pity, but they can start all over again, and they have no chance.

"Thank you for telling me that, I'm better," Middleton said.

The atmosphere was already heightened here, and it was hard for Li Xing not to speak.

"Since you all tell stories, let me tell one too."

"Like you, this is also a story of confidence and failure, and I am the protagonist."

As soon as Li Xing spoke, everyone looked at him.

Li Xing's only failure since his debut was the Eastern Conference semifinals in his rookie season, but that was a typical "so-and-so lost, so-and-so didn't lose" series, and his later success was enough to cover up the failure of that round of the series.

Would a man like him fail?
"It all started with Toronto getting lucky and picking me at No. [-]."

As soon as Li Xing spoke, everyone knew what he was going to say.

Larch Lee's worst failure in his career was the 2009 NCAA National Finals.

Before that, the 2009 draft was a passing scene, and everyone knew Lucky Lee would be selected with the No. [-] pick.

Until the end of the national finals, he was completely blown away by Hansbrough.

After that, his trial training was not ideal, which was eye-popping, and eventually fell to the sixth overall pick.

This matter is still being discussed to this day, and no one knows what happened at the time.

What brought an all-time best rookie to this point.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, I just screwed up, I feel like a worthless piece of shit, I can't do anything right."

"For that game, I still can't let go of it."

(End of this chapter)