Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 343 The goal you must score...

"... What the Rockets are good at is: the first line: draft, training, can't afford to continue, the second line: send away, become better, sign back, horizontal batch: X**M (blind**buy)...you don't have a good signing target? Go find Ron! His farm is good and cheap...and it is exported all over the United States..."

He threw away the "Sports Illustrated" in his hand happily, and followed the little chubby Gobright, who looked a little hurried, into the other party's office...

"...Are you going to tell me that those LOSERs who didn't even play in the playoffs are on top of our players? Are you planning to sell our organs like last season? Oh, you don't need to talk about this, because I have my own sense of proportion..." Ron smiled bitterly, and then stared intently at the black and white TV.

"...that's right, what you're seeing now is the Boston Celtics' 280-pound superweight fighter...Patrick Perkins...that is, our rumored second fat brother..."

Brett smiled wretchedly: "You know... our Er Fatty has always been a hard-working, hard-working, unafraid of any powerful center. He can fight with any inside offensive machine under your hand... (In the screen, Er Fatty volleys flying pigs, and was swiftly dodged by Duncan, and hit the ground hard... Duncan 2+1, from the Spurs from 1 point behind the Celtics to leading by 2 points... the fans of the Celtics all booed and cursed. Throw it to our second fat brother, but no one cares about the real instigator who is used to cruising outside to make soy sauce and make mistakes...Old KG), yes, he is sometimes embarrassing...A lot of times, on the field, he just makes meaningless back and forth runs..."

Ron spread his hands, expressing that he was a bit dull...

"...This is the game 6 weeks ago... This guy originally made a good replacement in time, but because of his brainless fouls and indecent posture, he turned from a theoretical hero to a bear, and even made a scapegoat for privileged players..."

(Perkins in the picture stood up in trepidation, patted the dust on his body, and raised his hand habitually, indicating that this ball is his...)
"...Kelvin has 6 seconds left, but in fact, the Bostonians still have the possibility of dragging the game into overtime after being 2 points behind... Usually, Mr. Patrick will be unmarked on the outside, and the ball will pass through his blind spot and go to others..."

"...Stop talking nonsense, let's get to the point..." Ron looked at the unlucky fat man in the camera, dumbfounded...

"...Missserving the ball...The ball is rolling on the ground...Both players are scrambling...No one knows how many seconds are left, in fact, maybe in the next second, the red light of the timer will call the police...Interesting things are about to happen...Because the ball is impartial, it just landed at the feet of our Mr. Er Fatty, and he is about to do something he has never done...He is going to fight, he doesn't know if the final whistle will blow in the next second, he can only...Let's watch carefully, shall we?" Bright started a timeout. , and then with a confident expression on his face...

...

On-site commentary: "Oh... Mamma Mia, why did the ball roll in front of Perkins... But it's better than being caught by a Spurs player, isn't it?"

"...Perkins got the ball out...he was very 'smart' to get past the defender and head for the backboard... You can't help but say, this is really a good way to race against the clock..."

"Oh...gosh, he screwed up the game again..."

(In the picture, Perkins stumbled over someone's feet in a hurry, and then staggered and fell heavily on the ground like a pile of dead pork... He also rolled a few times, which added to his embarrassment and roughness...)
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"...haha," Bright laughed when he saw this paragraph: "All Mr. Patrick's nightmares come true here! He even rolled on the ground and staggered towards the inside of the penalty area in order to avoid being spoofed and ridiculed by the fans again...Although the timer has already sounded...The referee has also blown his whistle...And now there is only one thought in his mind...He has to do something, reduce it a little, and be scolded by everyone after the game...Oh, poor Mr. Patrick...He may not have thought, why The surroundings suddenly became dead silent..."

Ron finally found it interesting, and gave a gratified smile: "...Even the Spurs players are laughing at him..."

"...Yeah! (In the picture, the first thing Perkins did when he stood up was to raise his hand towards Celtics coach Rivers on the bench... That was his usual gesture of apology... He seemed to have prepared the psychological burden of being scolded after the game in advance...) Mr. Patrick is about to find out why...Patrick is about to understand that the simplest life in this world is full of sorrows and joys..."

When Brett smiled and looked at Ron, Ron was a little surprised...

In the VCR, when the referee ran up to Perkins excitedly and shouted at him: "You-are-hero! super-hero-tonight!"

When Pierce, Garnett and a group of veterans squeezed away the stunned Spurs players, surrounded Perkins in the core, cheering...

When the fans in the audience suddenly woke up, they began to stand and applaud...

At this moment, Er Fatty struggled to stand up, squinted his eyes, and looked at the scoreboard like a monkey invited by a funny man, and his whole body was suddenly elated...

"...the ball that went to the basket before the end of the game, and it went in the pocket...a three-pointer!" Bright smirked and beat his chest and stamped his feet. Even Ron beside him was beaming: "...he shot the San Antonio Spurs, but he didn't know it..."

"Well..." In the picture, Perkins spread his hands innocently, and then circled the field, running around the field with excitement...

And Ron before the recording was filled with emotion for a moment...

Looking at the picture, Perkins, who has always worked hard and was booed like a dog by his own fans, did not dare to vent wantonly after the lore, with a shy smile on his face all the time, but his brain was running blankly, Ron's nose was sore, and there was a deep resonance in his heart...

"...Yeah, how could you not fall in love with basketball?" Ron was full of emotion...

Bright also laughed: "It's a metaphor..."

"I know this is a metaphor..." Ron stood up and faced the sunlight pouring down from the window, squinting his eyes: "Yeah, it's still the same sky!"

"...When you finally make the shot you have to make, who cares how embarrassing your process is? In other words...when we actually win the championship, who cares how we use it and how much the team is paid? No matter what, we are still the winner...all because we made the shot that we had to make..."

"...Hush!" Ron nodded with a smile, and put his index finger in front of his lips again: "...Brett, you are doing well...Thank you!"

He turned around and left... He just found out that the sunshine of this day was extraordinarily dazzling... The sun was so bright that it almost crushed his heart, all the haze...

...

He walked towards the Toyota Center in silence...

After a leisurely stroll, circle around...

Suddenly, like a child, I lay down...

The passionate tears can't be suppressed...

crying and fussing...

In the office, under Bright's horrified eyes, Ron in the Toyota Center is just like Perkins in the VCR interviewed by the media after the game...

Crying and beating my chest...

——No one knows how much pressure some people or players have endured under the pressure of media and public opinion... But when everything is almost over, everyone will suddenly find that some people are still silently working towards a certain dream and goal after being criticized...

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Houston's Beltway on the…

He turned on the radio, switching channels patiently, or rather on purpose...

Until a radio station close to Hollywood...

"...It's been a long time since I saw you, you are really more and more charming, your whole body is full of charming temperament...I announce that if I am not married, I might kneel in front of you and beg you to date me..." The host smirked: "Or, can I also drink your bath water?"

There was a burst of laughter all around...

"...uh, well, Peter, you've gone bad...I'd probably rather dump than waste a tub of bathwater..."

Another burst of laughter...

"...So, the new movie "My Family Bought a Zoo" you brought this time has finally met with you? My dear Scarlett..."

"Hehe...Well, this is the first time I have appeared on the big screen with a mature and simple image...Of course, I made this film last year..."

"...oh, that's great! Yes, it's great...I love this movie..."

"uh-huh…"

"...It is said that you also participated in the recording of a song in the play? Oh, this is really exciting..."

"Uh...hehe, it's just for fun...hehe...how should I put it?"

"Let's not gossip, let's see it in advance!"

"Okay, but you have to promise me, don't let anyone else listen..." (jokingly)
"Of course, this is an exclusive radio debut!" (smirk)

...

A familiar melody emerges...

For some reason, with the baptism of the setting sun...

he smiled...

from the bottom of my heart...

...

Scarlett: I'm just a little bit...

Life is like a maze... Love keeps me guessing...

I don't know where to go...

I can't do it alone...

I tried…

I do not know why…

I'm just a girl lost in the moment...

I am in love with someone...

He has charming eyes...

But he likes to be free...

I'm so scared... I pretend not to know...

I'm baffled and it's frustrating me...

i know i should let go...

Just enjoying the show...

...

(Ron curled his mouth proudly, but the newly added line at the end suddenly made his eyes red...)
slow down...let it stop a little...

Life shouldn't be like this...

Otherwise my heart will be very hurt, it will explode...

Because I can't stand it, it's too hard to pretend it's me and not him...

I'm a fool, running out of love...

Giving me more doesn't seem to be enough...

I don't know where to go, I can't do it alone, I tried...

(Ron rejected the sky-high contract from the Brooklyn Nets and chose to stay in Houston to continue his career...)
I'm baffled and it's frustrating me...

(Houston finally reached the playoffs with a record of 52 wins and 30 losses and entered the playoffs as the sixth place in the Western Conference. In the first round, they faced the Lakers who unexpectedly fell to third... They won back Yao Ming, who was full of health, and after losing the first two away games.
Dum-dee-dum, Da-dum-dee-dum...

just-enjoy-the-show…

(Ron was still fighting on the front line like last year, and was sent to the hospital because of appendicitis...)
hello oh my dear...

hello oh my dear...

Just enjoy life...

hello oh my dear...

hello oh my dear...

enjoy life...

(End of this chapter)