My days of working at the NBA

Where exactly will Chapter 74 lead us?

This minor incident did not affect the progress of the draft.

After the warm-up act, David Stern went on stage.

The previously noisy conversations below the stage instantly fell silent, and everyone sat up straight.

As everyone knows, the main event is about to begin.

David Stern stepped to the podium, glanced quickly at the audience, and, with his usual forced smile, began his speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. Welcome to the 2009 NBA Draft. The live broadcast is being held at the Warmwood Theatre in Madison Square Garden, New York. It is a great pleasure to welcome the next generation of NBA players to this world-famous arena. First of all, I would like to congratulate the Los Angeles Lakers on winning the 2009 NBA Championship."

"And tonight, we begin our journey to the 2010 season. All of you young people here, you have worked tirelessly for this moment, and the dream you have pursued all your lives is about to come true."

"You are the future of the league, and we sincerely welcome you to the NBA family."

"Alright, let the draft officially begin—"

"The Los Angeles Clippers selected the first overall pick in the first round of the 2009 NBA Draft as—"

The audience held their breath.

Although everyone knew that Griffin was the number one pick and that there was little chance of an upset, they still couldn't help but feel nervous, and their hearts were pounding.

accelerate.

From this moment on, many people present will experience a meteoric rise, transforming from a penniless nobody into a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire, thus changing their life trajectory and enabling their entire family to live a better life.

Such an exciting moment couldn't help but make them nervous.

David Stern raised his voice: "Blake Griffin."

After saying this, Griffin first let out a sigh of relief before slowly getting up and hugging each of his family members.

At that moment, the cameras all focused on the Griffin family.

Everyone knew he was the top scholar, even he himself knew it.

But as long as things don't settle down, there's always the possibility of something changing, even if the probability is only 0.01%.

Griffin finally smiled when he heard his name called, his expression still showing his excitement as he grinned at the camera.

He quickly went up on stage and began his speech.

In the backstage private room, the team's management team had only five minutes to consider their options.

Meanwhile, on stage, a group of rookies watched Griffin with envy, their hearts pounding even harder.

Especially those popular players, such as Thabeet, Harden, and Evans.

The former worried that something unexpected might happen to the second-place finisher, while the latter two hoped that something unexpected would happen to the second-place finisher.

Five minutes passed quickly.

Griffin had already stepped down, and David Stern finally came up: "The Memphis Grizzlies selected the second pick in the first round of the 2009 NBA Draft—"

He paused as usual before speaking slowly, "Hashim-Tabit."

Unsurprisingly, Thabeet became the runner-up.

Du Ze watched from the back row, secretly sighing for the Grizzlies. The biggest bust in NBA history, the second overall pick, is still yours.

There's a saying that goes, "What's yours can't be taken away, and what's not yours can't be obtained even if you try."

If the Grizzlies waver even slightly, even if they draft Rubio, they'll at least have a proper point guard.

No, at this point the Grizzlies already had Conley, 0J Mayo at shooting guard, Rudy Gay at small forward, and Marc Gasol in the paint. A group of talented young players, all of whom were very capable, they didn't lack scoring options.

Therefore, the roster still lacks an interior rim protector who doesn't demand the ball, someone who can form a very popular combination with Marc Gasol.

A twin-tower combination.

Thinking about it that way, it really is destiny.

Tabbit's dark face flushed slightly in an instant. After standing up, he took several deep breaths, his mouth twitching into a wide grin.

Clearly, convincing the Grizzlies to draft him is the greatest achievement of his career.

Once up there, Thabeet, just like Griffin, kept thanking everyone and everything.

Five minutes later, David Stern returned to the stage.

This time, the audience was even more nervous.

The third-place draw is definitely one of the most competitive this year, with four people vying for it.

Rubio had been leading all along, but as his arrival became uncertain, Harden's physical test results reassured those who were worried, and the situation changed.

In addition, Evans, who is tall, also has impressive physical test data and is a reliable player, so he has also begun to come into the Thunder's sights.

In addition, Johnny Flynn, whose value has skyrocketed, is also eyeing this position.

This third-place draw has already caused quite a stir in the city.

Du Ze glanced around and saw that the group of people stood tall and were intently watching the stage, including Flynn, with whom he had clashed.

David Stern: "The Oklahoma City Thunder selected the third pick in the first round of the 2009 NBA Draft—"

James Harden.

As expected, nothing unexpected happened in the end.

Harden, who didn't have a beard yet, stood up with a smile on his face, like a victorious rooster, and strode onto the stage.

Before the other competitors could even show their gloom, they quickly regained their fighting spirit and prepared for the next round of competition.

Harden's speech was also very cliché, thanking God and Earth, and thanking this and that. The only difference was that he also thanked Jesus.

Lawrence, standing next to him, suddenly spoke up: "Ricki Rubio has actually fallen to fourth place? That's unbelievable—"

The once top pick in the college entrance exam has plummeted in popularity after a series of mishaps, which is indeed a very sad story.

But even more sadly, Rubio wasn't fourth either.

Du Ze thought to himself, but leaned there and watched the stage without making a sound.

Naomi chimed in: "No matter how good he is or how much potential he has, he can't guarantee a spot in the NBA, which makes him less attractive to the top three teams."

It wasn't just the people at their table who were discussing it; everyone in the little green room was marveling at it.

Soon after, David Stern took the stage again: "The Sacramento Kings selected the fourth pick in the first round of the 2009 NBA Draft—Tyreke Evans."

Upon hearing his name, Evans looked on in surprise, his white eyes widening in astonishment.

But soon, that surprise turned into excitement.

He stood up and hugged the people around him wildly.

Clearly, he didn't expect to be selected fourth overall.

The king did not give prior notice, and it is possible that he struggled with the decision for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and choosing Evans over Rubio.

Lawrence was completely shocked: "Even the King doesn't want Ricky Rubio? What's wrong with this world? How has it become so unfamiliar?"

Months before the draft, the media bombarded Rubio with claims that he was a top pick and, at the very least, would be in the top three.

Now that the fourth pick has been announced, no team has selected him; the worst he could get is the fifth pick.

Naomi: "It seems that the Kings have given up on their hopes of making a splash in the NBA next season, since they can't guarantee it will be more impactful than they imagined."

Ashmery smiled and said, "That's the charm of the draft; you never know what will happen next."

Naomi suddenly smiled meaningfully: "The next pick—is the Washington Wizards, and their star player is Arenas."

Upon hearing this, everyone realized what was happening and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Unless the Washington Wizards want to rebuild, it is highly unlikely that they will choose a traditional point guard.

So, where exactly is Rubio going to fall to?

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