I was determined to be bad, but I went straight to the Basketball Hall of Fame

Chapter 49 Fighter
Min Congda made two phone calls to the NBA's New York office, only to find that the line was busy. It seemed that New York was very busy.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the system protects the body, and the alliance won't do anything to me. It's just hitting someone, it's not a big deal."

With the escort of the system, Min Congda felt relieved, and looked at the time. It was already past five o'clock, and the team will usher in the preseason game against Maccabi at seven o'clock in the evening.

Min Congda was going to watch the game live, even though he was in the center of a storm of public opinion, he was still not afraid.

After three months of experience, this guy's face is already quite thick, let you wind from east to west, north and south, I will stand still.

Are you capable of hitting me?
After getting some food at home and tidying up, Min Congda drove to the Staples Center.

He arrived in a car soon, and after parking the car, Min Congda adjusted his collar and hairstyle in front of the mirror, and took a deep breath.

Rao has a thick skin, and in the face of a bunch of reporters questioning him, it is not easy to stick to his own opinion without blushing or heartbeating.

One of Min Congda's advantages is that English is not his native language, and he will not be able to understand once many people stare at him and talk too fast.

If you don't understand, you won't take it to heart, if you don't take it to heart, how can you care?

"Very well, let the storm come more violently!"

After getting out of the car, Min Congda went straight from the parking lot to the players' locker room.

Generally, on the passage to the locker room, there will always be many reporters ambushing them. They carry cameras or cameras and shoot the players and coaches to record the state of the players before they enter the field.

When Min Congda came to Staples for the first time to watch a game, he was often slammed by reporters, making him think he was at Paris Fashion Week.

But when the game is about to start, there will be no reporters in the tunnel, because the players have already entered the court to warm up and prepare for the game, and they all ran to the side of the court to grab a good position.

"Very well, there are no reporters, hurry up and don't get entangled."

Min Congda quickened his pace to pass through the player tunnel, and almost bumped into a black cleaning lady at a corner.

This aunt is physically stronger than Min Congda, and the two touched each other lightly, and Min Congda staggered and almost fell down.

The black aunt hurriedly said sorry, and when she saw that it was Mr. Smart, the general manager of the Clippers, she immediately let go of the mop cart in her hand, shook Min Congda's hand, and said, "Thank you, thank you for helping the players. Speak up and stand on their side."

After finishing speaking, the aunt pushed the mop cart away, leaving Monk Min Cong Dazhang Er puzzled.

Why does this aunt want to thank me for speaking out for the players?

Judging from the complexion and body shape of this aunt, could he be Randolph's mother?
Impossible, Randolph used to be poor, but now that life is easier, how could it be possible for his mother to be a cleaner.

But what if his mother doesn't want to live a good life at home, but wants to do an ordinary job to realize her self-worth?

"Forget it, don't think about it, go to the locker room and have a look, the game is about to start. There are three main players missing today, I hope this game can collapse!"

Min Congda's wishful thinking can be heard in Cleveland. The Clippers are playing against Maccabi Tel Aviv, a European team (Israel is located in Asia, but the Basketball Association belongs to the European Basketball Association, and football is the same).

In theory, even the weakest team in the NBA is out of reach for European teams.

Because players who can't play in the NBA are the main players to play in Europe, and they can even carry the whole team and win the MVP.

For example, the No.15 player PJ-Tucker of the team signed by Min Congda played in the Israeli League in the 2007-2008 season, helping the team win the league championship and was elected MVP.

In the 2008-2009 season, he played in the Ukrainian league and ranked first in the league in scoring average!

And just such a player has played more than a dozen games in the NBA, averaging 1.8 points and 1.4 rebounds per game!

Min Congda thought to himself, if I were to play in the NBA, I would be beaten every game on average, and I would make two free throws on time, averaging 2 points per game.

This guy didn't score two points in a game, and he went to the European league and was the MVP and the scoring leader. How big is the gap?
Therefore, if the Clippers lose to Maccabi in the preseason, it will be a further blow to the team's morale, and the team's future in the new season will cast a deeper shadow.

The Maccabi team played against the Knicks on their trip to the United States, and the Knicks defeated their opponents relatively easily at Madison Garden.

You see, even a European team like the Knicks can easily beat a team like the Knicks, but you, the Clippers, can't win. Even the preseason is embarrassing.

The more Min Congda thought about it, the happier he went. He went to the locker room of the team and opened the door to see the dull atmosphere of the players. After all, the team was in a storm of public opinion and had lost consecutive games recently. How could the big guys want to play well? .

As soon as they entered the door, the players all looked at Min Congda with a trace of reverence in their eyes.

"Huh? Revere? No... This atmosphere is not right, why does it feel a sense of solemnity? What's going on? Is there a halo on my head?"

Min Congda felt that the atmosphere in the locker room was very strange. Everyone's eyes should not be like this. Why are you all looking at me?I didn't hit anyone again.

A more strange thing happened. I don't know who took the lead. Everyone suddenly started to applaud Min Congda, and still muttered: "Thank you, Smart."

"You're right, Smart."

"We're all on your side."

"we support you!"

While talking, the players got up and approached Min Congda.

What does it feel like when a group of big black men clapping their hands and walking towards you?

If it weren't for the familiarity with these guys, Min Congda would have run away.

What the hell happened?

At this time, Ada ran into the locker room, saw Min Congda, and said, "Mr. Smart, there are many reporters who want to interview you, and they want to know the specific situation."

"The situation? What's the situation?"

Min Congda pulled Ada aside, and whispered: "What happened, why does everyone feel so strange?"

Ada was surprised: "Mr. Smart, don't you know? Just now the Los Angeles Police Department issued a notice explaining the fight in the nightclub last night. Randolph and the three of them were met by several white men in the nightclub. They made insulting gestures at Randolph and said some very offensive things, and Randolph and Davis did it."

"These have been confirmed. It is indeed the case. The NBA League Office held a press conference to express its firm opposition to racial discrimination. Although the violent behavior of the players is wrong, everyone will stand by the players and resist discrimination together."

What?racism?Isn't it a fight?No matter why he fights, a fight is a fight, and violence is violence.

Violence cannot solve problems, and should not be used under any circumstances. The theme of our book is against violence...

Min Congda is in a very confused state, so what's the situation now?reversed?
"Mr. Smart, you are now a fighter against racial discrimination, and many reporters are waiting for you."

You were a clown just now, why did you become a fighter now?

This clown is not a serious clown.

"Wait for me, wait for me...I..."

A thought flashed through Min Congda's mind, to support discrimination in front of reporters!

This idea was ruthlessly blocked by the system, prohibiting his extreme death behavior.

"That's all...I'd better meet them and take me to Ada."

(End of this chapter)