The older superstars of the NBA

Chapter 314 The Hangover

Dwight Howard woke up from the bed and realized that tonight was the game day. He was so anxious that he didn't dare not go directly, but hurriedly washed and changed his clothes before going out.

There are hundreds of thousands of income in a game, and if you miss a game without reason, the team management will also give you a penalty.

Although Dwight Howard is slack in training, he is still relatively clear about the game, and he knows which is more important.

"Hey Eric, drive over to my house and take me to the game.....right away..."

Dwight Howard called his driver to urge him.

The other party responded very quickly, and it was not too far from where he lived, so he arrived in 3 minutes.This time Dwight Howard was able to successfully go to the arena.

However, it was the evening rush hour at this time, and the location of the Target Center Arena was also in the downtown area. On the way, Dwight Howard and the driver were stuck in an endless traffic flow.

"Oh! Falk!"

"How did this happen? Damn it! If I had known, I wouldn't have asked these two chicks out last night..."

Dwight Howard kept complaining.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being blamed by the team management, he also called a good assistant coach of the team at this time.

"Yes, I'm delayed, but I'm on my way, I promise I'll be there soon..."

At the same time, on the other end of the phone, the game in the arena has already started.

The two sides fought in the second half of the first quarter. At this time, Dwight Howard called. The assistant coach did not dare to hide it, and immediately told the head coach Norman Thomas.

Although Dwight Howard's actions seemed very unreliable, after all, the opponent was still halfway, and the head coach Norman Thomas didn't blame him anymore.

"Let him come quickly!"

"If you come as soon as possible, the game is not over..."

The assistant relayed what head coach Norman Thomas had said to Dwight Howard.

The rest of the Timberwolves also heard the news very quickly. When they learned that Dwight Howard was coming over halfway, the teammates were quite surprised.

"It's a good thing this guy didn't intend not to come directly...he can still be saved!"

"Just come! This game is nothing to us, but it is different to him. This is his old club..."

"Looking at it now, the Rockets traded Dwight for a reason...but this guy is my teammate now, and I still hope he can lead the team to victory... .”

Zhao Feiyang, who was sitting on the team's bench, also learned that Dwight Howard was coming. Considering the opponent's recent situation, Zhao Feiyang planned to take this opportunity to communicate with the opponent in advance.

So, after he greeted the head coach Norman Thomas, he temporarily left the team bench and went to the locker room to wait.

However, this wait is too long!

Until the end of the first half, Dwight Howard still couldn't get to the locker room in time.

Head coach Norman Thomas kept shaking his head, as if feeling helpless.The other teammates were also speechless. Before, they hoped that Dwight Howard would save their inside line, but now they no longer have any expectations.

Even Zhao Feiyang couldn't help sighing heavily.

"Ugh!"

"If this is the case, how will we play in the playoffs?"

Just as the break was about to end and the Timberwolves players walked out of the locker room to start the second half, Dwight Howard finally arrived late.

He rushed into the team locker room all the way, pushed the door open, didn't even have time to say hello to his teammates, and rushed to the closet to take off his coat and change his jersey.

Zhao Feiyang's closet was not far from him. When he saw Dwight Howard finally arrived, he was about to go up to greet him, but he didn't expect to smell a strong smell of alcohol when he got close to Dwight Howard.

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Feiyang stopped immediately.

The same is true for other teammates, no one took the initiative to say hello to Dwight Howard, even the head coach Norman Thomas frowned again and again.

Dwight Howard himself didn't realize that something was wrong. In a trance, he changed his coat and put on his team uniform. After finishing all this, he greeted others leisurely.

"Hey guys, I'm not late..."

"Coach Norman, I promised I would come... Now I've fulfilled my promise... I didn't lie to you..."

Seeing Zhao Feiyang standing aside, Dwight Howard was obviously a little surprised.

"Zhao, when did you come back?"

"Man, how's your injury recently? When will you come back? I've been waiting for you to come back..."

Zhao Feiyang sighed helplessly.

Seeing that the others ignored Dwight Howard, he hesitated but still said, "Dwight, long time no see!"

"I'll be back in the next game...Man, today's game is not good for us, you should treat it carefully, after all, this team is different..."

"Really? Who is our opponent?"

When Dwight Howard asked this question, not to mention Zhao Feiyang, the teammates and assistants on the side couldn't help showing Nick Young's "black question mark face" expression.

"Our opponent is the Rockets."

"Oh! The Rockets? Damn it! How could it be them? I've always wanted to fight them...Since they're here, we have to kill them today..."

Dwight Howard didn't notice that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere at all, and he was still arranging his hairstyle after changing his clothes.

Even for the Rockets, he didn't care much.

beep.

A reminder sounded in the infield, and the players in the locker room did not dare to delay any longer. They all walked towards the field under the leadership of head coach Norman Thomas.

Dwight Howard was also in the team, perhaps in order to highlight his presence, he deliberately walked last.

Zhao Feiyang, who was standing in front of him, planned to give up his position, but Dwight Howard refused to say anything.

"Hey man, I'm not in the game today, you should be in front of me..."

"No, I'm going to play the finale, do you understand the finale? I believe the fans will be amazed the moment I play...I don't want to hear more applause than me... ...."

Zhao Feiyang shook his head helplessly.

Everyone quickly walked out of the player channel.

Sure enough, the moment Dwight Howard walked into the eyes of the fans, the entire arena let out an exclamation.

This time the momentum was quite huge, not only the fans, but even the host and guests who were in charge of commentary were surprised.

"Oh! Am I dazzled? Is this guy here?"

"Yes, you read that right, this guy is indeed here! Hahaha... I thought this guy would miss the game..."

"Now that the Rockets have taken the lead, I don't know if Dwight can change this situation? After all, this is not only about winning or losing the game, but also about his personal honor..."

There was an exclamation in the field first, and the surprised expressions of the fans also greatly benefited Dwight Howard.However, after the burst of exclamation, the reaction of the fans was to boo one-sidedly.

"wtf?"

"Why boo me? Damn!"

Dwight Howard was visibly puzzled by the sudden boos.

Especially when passing by the vip seats, he noticed that the fans behind the vip seats were making various gestures at him, and shouting while doing it.

"Hey, have you come, poor thing? You must have lost your way in the gentle township last night! You guys can go get the nightclub mvp!"

"Man, your partner James Harden is waiting for you. After tonight's game is over, he will officially invite you to go to the nightclub to indulge..."

"The older you get, the less skilled you are, and your professional attitude is getting worse... It seems that you learned nothing in Houston, only how to get drunk in nightclubs..."

Dwight Howard could only act as if he didn't hear anything about the fans' angry shouts.

When he sat on the team bench, the head coach Norman Thomas also called him to him, "Dwight, since you are here, you can go now!"

"You have warmed up just now, move your wrist later..."

Head coach Norman Thomas exhorted.

Just as the team made new arrangements, Zhao Feiyang, standing in front of the team's bench, also took the opportunity to observe the scoreboard on the sidelines.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it.

44:60.

Such a huge point difference even made Zhao Feiyang suspect that he was delusional!

"I rely on!"

"A difference of 16 points?"

Judging from the score, it is enough to prove that the Minnesota Timberwolves did not perform well in the first half of the game. 16 points is not a small number, and it can even be said that it is enough to decide the outcome of a game in the second half.

Zhao Feiyang glanced at the various data of his teammates on the scoreboard. As he expected, the performance of his teammates was really average.

Before he left, he thought the team would be able to stand up for a while, but he didn't expect that just the second quarter would make the team's situation so bad.

call out.

The referee's whistle sounded, and the second half of the two sides officially started.

The Houston Rockets also noticed the appearance of Dwight Howard. The Rockets still attach great importance to this former super center, and they sent Clint Capela to mark him.

As a former teammate, James Harden, the core of the Rockets, also took the initiative to say hello to Dwight Howard before serving.

"Hey Dwight, how are you doing here?"

"Oh! Why are you so drunk? It seems that your life should be very good...how is the nightclub here? Let's make a date after the game...I miss it so much in Houston. The days when you went to nightclubs together..."

James Harden said.

Dwight Howard is still not fully awake, and his mind is somewhat dazed at this moment.

Facing James Harden's initiative to say hello, he just responded with a few casual words, and hurried to his position to enter the game state.

It's just that he didn't even notice that his steps were a little erratic as he walked towards the basket.

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