Champions Creed

Chapter 86 085: Public Enemy of the East (asking for monthly tickets!)

The Magic's third victory over the Bulls this season boosted the morale of the entire team.

Under Roger's leadership, the anti-Michael alliance is getting closer and closer to their goal.

Jordan's reputation began to change, and his comeback was no longer great and pure. Now, many people say that he is a "vampire who forced the team to trade potential for the present"!
Roger always felt like he had seen this episode on another goat.

Nike's public opinion power is still very strong, but in the context of the Bulls losing to the Magic three times in a row, they can't rely solely on public opinion to turn the tide.

Jordan was eventually forced into a desperate situation.

In this joyful atmosphere, the Magic's season continues. Roger's next stop will be against another "old friend" - the New York Knicks.

Roger can't wait to mess up Pat Riley's perfect hair.

Because he was in a good mood after defeating the Bulls, and he was going to New York, O'Neal said on the plane that he would invite everyone to watch the Yves Saint Laurent spring fashion show in New York.

"Can you country bumpkins learn how to dress properly? We are all millionaires. What about you, Horace? You haven't changed your sportswear for a whole season. I feel like it's beneath my status to be your teammate!"

"Shaq, I changed, but all the sports suits in my house are exactly the same." Grant smiled and showed off two airplane meals on the small table.

It’s great to have airplane meals without having to worry about other people’s faces.

Apparently, people are not very interested in fashion shows. Is it fun to watch models? You will be in a hurry to get back to the hotel and have to rely on room service to solve the problem.

In that case, why not just order room service?

Seeing that no one wanted to go, the shark turned his eyes to Roger: "You can't abandon the poor baby shark, right?"

Roger glanced at Shaq coldly: "Payment, Ferrari wheels. Three days after three days, three days after three days, how many three days have you had?"

"Asshole, I thought our relationship had transcended money, you damn realist!"

"Shaq, our relationship goes far beyond money, or I would have asked you to pay for my damages."

"Get lost! As soon as I get off the plane, I'm going to ask Pat to trade you for Rainman Kemp. I have better vision than that old guy Michael!"

"All you want, Shaq. Without me, you'd still be being held down by the admiral."

No one paid any attention to the quarrel between Shark and Roger because everyone knew they were joking.

Just as O'Neal had to beat Roger in the length of his Ferrari, they always had to compete in their joking arguments, so everyone was used to it.

Sure enough, after getting off the plane, O'Neal hugged Roger again: "I knew you would go with me, you always talk tough, hahahaha."

That night, Roger and O'Neal appeared on the catwalk.

O'Neal put his arm around Roger and talked to the reporters: "Truth and I are both trendsetters in the fashion world, and we are different from the boring gorilla in Madison Square Garden. If we were in New York, you would often see us at such high-end events, right Roger?"

"That's right Shaq, in fact we are both studying for the Fashion Design major at NYU, and today we are here to learn. A professional basketball player's free time doesn't necessarily have to be spent at the gambling table."

O'Neal smiled and patted Roger on the back, saying, "Good job, brother. You're better at bragging than me."

After saying that, the two of them swaggered into the fashion show.

The reporters in New York were speechless. Shark and Roger, one is the yin and yang Ewing, the other is the yin and yang Jordan, you are really something.

I guess there is no one in the Eastern Conference who doesn't want to give them a beating. They are definitely the most hated duo in the entire Eastern Conference.

No matter how much Roger and O'Neal boasted in front of the reporters, their purpose in coming to watch the fashion show today was actually very vulgar, which was to see the beauties.

After the show started, O'Neal pretended to take photos, but Roger didn't pretend at all and just watched with his hands folded the whole time.

After watching for twenty minutes, Roger began to yawn, and O'Neal also began to complain: "There are not many beauties in the Yves Saint Laurent spring show. Many top supermodels didn't come."

"You're really going to have to pay me this time Shaq, we're just wasting our time."

"I'm going to go back and call customer service. Do you want it? It's my treat."

"Forget it. I'm not interested in junk food. I'd better save all my energy for Pat Riley."

Just when the two were disappointed, a woman who seemed to have walked out of a comic book twisted her sexy body and attracted their attention.

Her breasts were not exaggerated, but definitely not small, and they were erect. As she moved down, the lines of her waist began to converge, becoming just the right amount of thin, and the most amazing thing was that the curve became fuller after reaching her hips.

Roger had always thought that such a perfect hourglass figure could only be found in 18+ art comics.

Not to mention her face, which is elegant and charming, full of sophistication and extremely alluring.

"I bet you $5000 that I can get her phone number." O'Neal put away his camera.

"I bet you can't get it for 1."

"Hey, learn from this, buddy."

After the show, Roger and O'Neal were invited backstage to take photos with the models.

Among the crowd of models, the two of them naturally locked on their target.

After the photo session, O'Neal walked straight to the dazzling model: "Hey, we are players from the Orlando Magic. I'm Shaq, he's Roger, nice to meet you."

"Yasmin Gary, I know you and it's an honor to meet you." The woman shook hands with Roger and Shark gracefully.

"What a rare name." The shark began to get to know the other party better.

“Yes, I am of South Asian descent, my father is from Pakistan.”

"Minority models don't seem to be common in this industry." O'Neal pretended to know a lot.

"Yes, I'm not white enough, but I'm not black enough either. So you may not have seen me on the bigger mainstream catwalks." Yasmin Gary shook her head, thinking of her career that had been blocked everywhere. In the 90s, the modeling world was dominated by white girls, with a few pure black models in between. Her wheat-colored skin inevitably made her look out of place.

"That's because they are blind," Roger, who had been silent, spoke up. "I have always felt sorry for the stereotyped aesthetics of the fashion industry. Fashion has no boundaries and does not discriminate by skin color. They are blind and cannot see this diverse beauty. I understand this feeling, Yasmin. I understand it very well because my skin color also makes me look out of place in the NBA. But this will not be an obstacle for me, and I believe the same for you. You will succeed."

O'Neal swore to God that it was the first time he realized that Roger was as good at praising people as he was at scolding them.

Yasmine looked at Roger and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth: "Thank you."

"By the way, we happen to have a few tickets for tomorrow night's game. If you are interested, come and watch the game tomorrow night." O'Neal decided to intensify his offensive.

"Okay," Yasmin nodded generously, "Leave me my phone number so we can contact each other tomorrow."

After that, Yasmin went to the dressing table, picked up an eyebrow pencil, wrote down her phone number, and walked in front of Roger and Shark.

Then he handed the note to Roger.

"See you tomorrow, Yasmin." Roger held out his hand. "See you tomorrow." Yasmin gently held Roger's fingertips, and the ambiguity in her eyes could not be hidden at all.

Walking out of the catwalk, O'Neal looked helpless: "She is just shy. She is embarrassed to call me directly. But in fact, she likes me more. Tomorrow night, she will reveal her true purpose. A terrible woman who actually wants to get close to me through my friends."

"That's right Shaq, you're absolutely right. Maybe she just wanted to get close to you through me, so she gave me the number instead of giving it to you." Roger waved the small piece of paper with the phone number on it and showed off deliberately.

"Fuck! Okay, I admit it, you win! Asshole, I thought you only knew how to talk trash, but I didn't expect you could say some sweet words. 'My skin color doesn't fit in in the NBA', screw you Roger, screw you. Forget it, I don't like this anyway, she's too tall, I like smaller women!"

Shark did not lie. Looking at his love history, you will find that most of his public girlfriends were no taller than 170 cm.

The next afternoon, the team set out for Madison Square Garden.

The shouts of Fake Roger continued. Roger did not forget to wave to the New York fans during the enthusiastic calls: "You know what, Shaq, this is half of my home court."

In the game that night, the New Yorkers continued to show their toughness.

In the two previous encounters, the Knicks had a record of 1 win and 1 loss against the Magic, which was a little more respectable than the Bulls. Therefore, Riley was still very confident about this game.

The Knicks performed very well today. Ewing's bunny hop shot had a great touch and embarrassed O'Neal at one point.

Derek Harper also showed off his skills in front of Ron Harper. Many people mistakenly thought that they were brothers, not only because they had the same last name, but even their body shape and playing style were very similar.

And tonight, Derek Harper used one bloody attack after another to tell the world that he and Ron Harper had only a simple relationship - enemies.

Today's game was very intense. O'Neal was embarrassed by the tough double-teaming of the Knicks. The Shark complained all night about not getting any whistles.

He spoke as if he could make the free throw if he was given the whistle.

Horace Grant's mid-range shot didn't work today, as the strong muscle confrontation consumed too much of his touch. In addition, Charles Smith can always quickly fill in from the restricted area to the mid-range, and his switching ability is not at the same level as Kukoc, Webber and the like.

The game was very tense at one point. With 33 seconds left, the gorilla's back-to-the-basket hook shot helped the Knicks equalize the score.

So far, Ewing has scored 38 points and 13 rebounds. In addition, the Magic has no timeouts and cannot make any arrangements.

After scoring the goal, Ewing glared at O'Neal and said, "You haven't even won a series, you pathetic bastard! If it weren't for Roger, you'd still be licking the admiral's toes! Without Roger, you can't beat me!"

Ewing deliberately provoked the Shark in order to force O'Neal to make the final attack.

Roger scored 27 points today. He had a bad touch in the first half, but he recovered in the second half and made the Knicks' perimeter defense fall apart. Therefore, if the ball was given to Roger at the last moment, it would be a big threat to the Knicks.

Also, the Knicks have been suffering from PTSD due to Roger, and they are really afraid that Roger will catch the ball at the last crucial moment.

Roger's buzzer-beater and 18 points in 8 seconds in the Eastern Conference Finals last season were really hurtful.

Ewing's strategy was successful. O'Neal took the initiative to ask for the ball and back-attacked the gorilla.

The gorilla was very confident that he could defend O'Neal. Although O'Neal also scored 27 points today, his shooting percentage was only 43%, which is not good by the standards of a center.

O'Neal leaned inward twice with his back turned, then suddenly turned around.

Ewing thought O'Neal was going to hook the ball, but after the Shark turned around and faced the basket, he bent down and passed the ball accurately to Roger who was cutting in along the baseline at the right time!

The gorilla didn't expect O'Neal to pass the ball. He thought his verbal provocation had made O'Neal lose his mind.

At this time, Ewing had no time to react at all. He was dunked by Roger while standing under the basket!
After scoring the goal, Roger made a gesture of counting money: "Easy money! Easy money! I said last year that I can do whatever I want in Madison Square Garden!"

O'Neal and Roger fist-bumped, then looked at the humiliated gorilla: "That's right, Patrick, I rely on Roger, so what? Can you win? You are just jealous of me! I almost forgot that I am the starting center of the Eastern Conference All-Stars again this year! Sorry, gorilla!"

This dunk gave the Magic a 20-point lead in the final 2 seconds.

On the last attack, Ewing missed the bunny hop shot he had been aiming for the entire game, and Grant secured the rebound, and the game ended.

Madison Square Garden was filled with boos, and they were booing Ewing, who failed to score the equalizer. New York fans are often more harsh on their own players.

Ewing was very upset, and his mentality was affected in the last attack. The trash talk that Roger and O'Neal sprayed on the last attack made him too anxious.

Back in the locker room, on the locker room radio, a local New York radio program was also criticizing Ewing:

"When it comes to disappointing people, Patrick never disappoints! In the last attack and defense, Patrick was simply ugly!"

"You're right Jason. He was dunked by Roger and blocked by Shark. Patrick is the most incompetent star player in the league, the number one wimp!"

"Damn it!" Ewing picked up the radio and smashed it.

He loves the Knicks, but he doesn't love New York!

He hated this place, these media and fans!
I hate Roger and O'Neal too!

These two young men humiliated all the teams in the Eastern Conference and made the rulers of the old order lose all their face!

At this moment, Ewing's cell phone rang in his locker.

"Hey!" The gorilla's tone was full of anger.

"Hey, relax Patrick, it's me, your old friend Michael."

"What is it Michael."

"I'm sorry, the result of this game was not satisfactory."

"That's enough. Now is not the time to make fun of me!" Ewing and Jordan have always been good friends in private, but if Jordan makes fun of him now, he will really be angry.

"That's not my intention at all. In fact, I hope you can have a window to vent. The All-Star Game, I have an idea."

"All-Star Game?"

"Yes, the All-Star Game. Me, Scott, old Joe (Dumars), and you. If the four of us take the lead in not passing the ball to Roger and Shaq, how many points do you think they can score? I can also contact friends in the West, such as Penny, such as Charles, and ask them to help on the defensive end."

Ewing knew immediately that Jordan was going to replicate the "freezing incident" that the Assassin had done to him.

"That makes no sense, Michael."

"I admit it, but I just want to let those two ignorant bastards know the consequences of angering us! We have to fight back and let them know who the East belongs to! Patrick, don't you think they are too arrogant?"

"I'm in," Ewing clenched his fists in anger. "I'm in, Michael!"

Roger and O'Neal, two young men, are dangerous and arrogant in front of most veterans. Their brilliance is built on the decline of Ewing, Jordan and others.

So, they wanted to see these two young men embarrassed and humiliated.

In the minds of Jordan and Ewing, they are public enemies in the Eastern Conference.

(End of this chapter)