Chapter 564: What a Painful Realization
"There's no doubt that Super Yang is now on his way to dominance," Michael Jordan calmly told the media after the All-Star Game. "It can be said that this guy's level has surpassed LeBron James in every aspect. There's no one in this world who can play basketball better than him. "
Michael Jordan's words always have the final say, because he is a god, he is the strongest person in the field of basketball, so he is qualified to make a judgment on anyone and anything.
And now, his words have triggered an earthquake-like response.
Everyone knew Yang Mo was already strong, and everyone knew he might even surpass LeBron James. But he still lacked a powerful statement. Now, Michael Jordan had given him that authority.
"He has made history. I think his All-Star Game history will not be the end of him. It's just a warm-up before he goes all out." Michael Jordan continued: "You are always discussing who will become the second Michael Jordan, and now..."
"The person who surpassed Michael Jordan has finally appeared before everyone!"
When Michael Jordan said the last sentence, his eyes were deep and emotional, and an inexplicable emotion was reflected on his face.
Many people have tried to interpret it. Some say it is jealousy, some say it is envy, and some say it is indifference.
But, none of this is right.
Only those superstars who were once dominated by Michael Jordan understand what it means to be born at the wrong time. Players who lived under Michael Jordan felt that they were born at the wrong time, unable to touch a single championship. Michael Jordan's current misfortune stems from the fact that he couldn't live in the same era as Yang Mo, and couldn't compare with her.
But in fact, Yang Mo knew that there was a difference between him and Michael Jordan, and Yang Mo won. Otherwise, he would not be standing in this world, but would always be bowing to Stockton in the 1990s.
After winning three championships and the MVP, Yang Mo hurried back to New York. He wanted to give these things to Lu Xueman first, and then fall in love with her passionately and recklessly.
But unfortunately, Lu Xueman was not at home. She was in a hurry on a business trip to China to handle a business matter.
There was no other way, Xiao Yang could only turn his desire into motivation and ran to the training hall to train frantically, training mid-range shooting.
Unconsciously, three or four hours had passed. Xiao Yang finally went to sleep, exhausted. He slept until the next afternoon. When he woke up, he remembered the game today.
I quickly ate something, put on my clothes, and drove to Madison Square Garden.
The opponent that night was none other than the Miami Heat led by James.
This is a strong team, but obviously, the Knicks are not bad either. At least, in the eyes of Knicks fans, this victory will not be difficult.
Under Yang Mo's guidance, Knicks fans were no longer the casual fans who kowtowed to others. Now, they were aloof and aloof, looking down on everyone. They used to call James MVP, but now, they booed him at the sight of him, not even bothering to pay attention to him.
After all, the Knicks aren't weak at all these days. They have five All-Stars. What can the Heat compare to? A Big Three? Who doesn't have one? We have five!!!
The team's record undoubtedly boosts the fans' morale. When the Knicks were struggling, they were all desperate to sell out their team, licking its boots and calling everyone "Daddy." But after being severely disciplined by Yang Mo, they've finally wised up and learned to pick up their dignity and cheer for their team.
When the game started and Yang Mo appeared at Madison Square Garden, the entire venue was filled with thunderous cheers of "MVP". Everyone was shouting for him and cheering for him!
Now, he is the unique King of Madison. He has brought supreme glory to Knicks fans. Even if he has not won the championship yet, more than 80% of fans still put his name at the top of the team's history, and they are very firm.
The Knicks is a team with a long history and many shining stars, but now, Yang Mo, who has only been there for less than two years, has become a supermoon surrounded by people, a superstar!
When the players from both sides lined up, the picture was so beautiful, with seven All-Star players appearing at once.
It's easy to get the feeling that this is an intra-team competition among the Eastern Conference All-Stars.
But, this is not a competition, this is a real fight!
From the first whistle, the game was electric. After Tyson Chandler overpowered Ilgauskas to grab the rebound, Xiao Yang sprinted downcourt, shaking off James's pursuit with astonishing speed. After receiving a long pass, he leaped forward and unleashed a stunning tomahawk dunk.
With his fierce and violent performance, the basket was smashed with a loud noise.
"Listen, I'm here to rule you." Yang Mo turned around and said contemptuously to James and the others, "I have to tell you, this year's championship is mine!"
“There’s still next year!”
“And the year after next!”
"As long as I, Super Yang, am in the NBA, you will never get a single cent of the championship." Yang Mo said in a domineering manner.
James, however, showed no sign of being conquered by the overbearing CEO. Instead, he resisted without knowing his own limitations: "Humph, you want to win the championship? Have you asked for my permission?"
"You?" His resistance immediately drew an even more ferocious counterattack and ridicule from Xiao Yang: "Who do you think you are? Do you need me to ask? Remember, from now on, your status is the same as my little brother Carmelo Anthony. You have no right to speak to me on an equal footing. Understand?"
"Don't treat me as an imaginary enemy anymore. You don't deserve it!"
Yang Mo said this and walked away quietly.
The sky is clear and the wind is gentle.
Watching Yang Mo's retreating figure, James was filled with rage. But at the same time, he felt a sense of loss. Previously, he had always dominated Yang Mo. But now... it seemed as if Yang Mo was dominating him. Previously, he had disdained to fight him, but now, was it finally his turn to disdain to confront me?
Ah! What a painful realization!
