NBA: Goat is actually me

Chapter 25 Barkley, the spectator

Wolfe: "This guy has been working for nothing all morning."

Kenny Smith smiled and shook his head: "I don't think anyone can stay with the Bulls after breaking Michael Jordan's nose."

Wolf: "Unless he applies for a job as a cleaner for the Bulls."

Kenny Smith laughed after hearing this: "Haha, oh! That's definitely the highest cleaner in Chicago!"

Wolfe also laughed: "This guy has a natural advantage. His height and wingspan can ensure that he can clean up every corner of the stadium."

"Definitely MVP-level cleaning."

Kenny Smith and Wolff gloated and joked.

The two became happier as they talked, and walked out of the gym with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Meng Jin had just walked a few steps out of the training hall when he received a call from his agent Falk.

Falk calculated with his fingers and realized that Meng Jin's trial training was almost over at this point.

"Hey! Meng, how was the tryout?"

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

Falk's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone. He had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and thought Meng Jin was joking with him.

"Let me tell you the bad news first."

"I broke Michael Jordan's nose and he said he was going to kill me."

There was silence on the phone for three seconds.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Oh my god, how did you do that?"

Falk's volume suddenly increased!
He is in a hurry!

I am not only worried about Meng Jin's future, but also about Jordan's injury!

You know, he is also Jordan's agent.

Meng Jin: "Use your head when grabbing rebounds."

Falk: "I mean why do that?"

Meng Jin: "It's a long story, but it was an accident, but no one seems to think it was an accident."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds again.

Falk: "What's the good news?"

Meng Jin: "Fortunately, we still have the opportunity to try out with other teams."

Falk was a little speechless: "Meng, this is really... good news. But now that things have come to this, we can only forget what happened this morning and devote ourselves to the next tryout. I will ask about Michael's situation privately."

"Where's that bastard! Where's that bastard boy?!"

After bandaging the wound, Jordan went crazy looking for Meng Jin.

"Calm down, Michael, calm down, the tryout is over and the kid has left." Klaus stepped forward to calm Jordan.

"Shit!" Jordan cursed.

At this time, the boss Reinsdorf came over and said, "Michael, why are you competing with a young boy?"

Klaus also agreed: "Michael, that was just an accident. Even if you kill him now, it will be useless."

When something like this happened, the most nervous person was Klaus, as he was the person in the Bulls who most wanted Meng Jin.

Jordan glanced at him and said, "Accident? This is intentional!"

Before Krause opened his mouth to defend himself, Jordan said, "The Bulls need people like this right now, bad boys, fierce boys!"

"What!?" Reinsdorf looked puzzled. "Did I hear correctly? Michael, he just broke your nose 20 minutes ago."

Reinsdorf now not only felt that Jordan's nose was broken, he even suspected that he had suffered a concussion and his mind was beginning to become unclear.

Jordan looked serious and determined at his boss Reinsdorf: "Listen, if he can break my nose today, he can break Bill Laimbeer and Isaiah Thomas' noses tomorrow!"

Jordan not only values ​​Meng Jin's potential on the basketball court, but also his fighting ability!

The Bulls have suffered from the Bad Boys for a long time!

Jordan has suffered from the Bad Boys for a long time!

Jordan had enough of the torture of the Bad Boys, especially in the past two years, the Pistons almost broke Jordan's defense.

Oakley is a good bodyguard, but considering the need to go up against an entire Pistons team, one person is still too weak.

When Meng Jin and Jordan were arguing with each other, Jordan felt that this guy was a talent.

The moment Jordan's nose was broken, he realized that this kid had to do it himself!
Klaus pretended to be embarrassed and tested him: "This guy is a warmonger. I'm worried that he will fight." "Damn it! Did we choose a model student?"

"That guy can rebound, defend, is tough, can dunk on his opponent, and most importantly, he can break his opponent's skull!"

Jordan roared. He didn't know Krause's position and was worried that his choice would be rejected by Krause.

After all, the two have always disagreed on the issue of selecting people.

Jordan has always had a soft spot for his North Carolina alumni. He wanted the team to sign Buzz Peterson and trade for Walter Davis, but Krause refused to accept players from North Carolina. Not only did he not sign North Carolina players, he even traded away Jordan's good brother Rod Higgins.

This made Jordan very angry.

What really brought their relationship to a freezing point was that Krause didn't allow Jordan to play.

In 1985, Jordan suffered a serious injury at the beginning of the season. The team doctor diagnosed him with a fracture of the navicular bone in his left foot. Jordan missed 64 games as a result.

When Jordan returned from injury and was ready to return to the court with full confidence, he was banned by Krause.

Krause felt that it was risky for Jordan to play at this time, and Jordan felt that Krause was deliberately going against him.

A fierce conflict broke out between the two.

In the end, Krause made concessions and allowed Jordan to return to the court, but he could only play 7 minutes per game. However, this still did not ease the conflict between the two.

"Michael, calm down, your wound seems to have opened again." Klaus reminded.

Jordan raised his hand and wiped it, and his nose started bleeding again. It seemed that he was too excited just now.

Seeing Jordan's reaction, Klaus's mouth curled up slightly, and his heart was completely relieved.

It was a rare occasion that the two of them peed in the same pot.

At this time, Meng Jin didn't know that the gears of his destiny were already turning quietly.

Meng Jin no longer thought about what happened in Chicago. He rushed to the next training site, Philadelphia.

The 76ers held a mini-combination there.

The number of people is about the same as the Bulls' tryout.

As soon as Meng Jin entered the door, he saw a chubby little fat boy.

The team's top star Barkley was present.

Barkley was not interested in rookies, he came in for Meng.

To be precise, he didn't come in for Meng.

He was not interested in Meng Jin himself, but was interested in him defeating Jordan.

"Hey! Man, I heard you killed Jordan?"

Barkley had a sunny smile on his face and took the initiative to walk up to Meng Jin and say hello.

"What?" Meng Jin didn't react for a moment.

"Haha, just kidding, relax man." Barkley patted Meng Jin on the shoulder: "Tell me how you knocked down that guy Michael, with your fist? Elbow?"

Meng Jin immediately understood that this guy was here to eat melons.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

It seems that many people already know that I broke Jordan's nose.

It’s just that these spectators only know the general idea and not the details.

Meng Jin said expressionlessly: "Head."

Barkley: "Head? Wow, that's pretty cool."

Meng Jin: "It was an accident."

"Haha, brother, I understand. I understand everything. It's just like murderers saying they were wrongly accused."

After Barkley finished speaking, he glanced at Meng Jin, who had no expression on his face, and immediately coughed twice: "Ahem, tell me the truth, how badly did you hurt him?"

"Michael has a broken nose and maybe a mild concussion."

Buckley's tone was slightly disappointed: "Is that all?"

Meng Jin ignored him. Barkley continued, "No matter what, Michael finally got what he deserved. Man, I admire you. Not every rookie dares to mess with Michael."

Barkley held out his fist, and Meng Jin bumped fists with him: "Thank you."

At this time, a voice came from the coaching staff not far away: "Charles! Come over and play a training game with the rookies!"

Barkley's face changed after hearing this: "No, no, no, I'm just passing by. My ankle is still injured. Oh, yes! I remember, I have something to do at home and left first!"

Barkley quickly ran away. Meng Jin looked a bit fierce, and he seemed to be in a bad mood today. He didn't smile at all when they were talking.

Barkley didn't want his career to end in a tryout.

(End of this chapter)