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

Chapter 526 The Haze of Cleveland

Author: Smart Phillips Min

In May 2012, at the turn of spring and summer, the professional sports event called the National Basketball League had two qualifying rounds before the final. The four teams participating in the final were two teams from Angel City, California, on the west coast. Team, a young team in Miami on the south coast, and a team called the Cavaliers in Cleveland-on-Lake Erie, Ohio, in the Midlands.

The two California teams have competed in the same city since 1980, and shared a newly built stadium in 1999. Their historic first encounter in the knockout round the year before last became the focus of gossip in the Angel City. The popularity of this topic has continued into this year and reached a new peak.

Among them, the team named "People by the Lake" has a significantly higher reputation than another team named "Fast Sailboat". They were first established in Minneapolis, Minnesota in the north in the last century. Surrounded by countless icy lakes, they took the poetic name Reckles, so that after relocating to the warm and sunny California coast of Angel City because they hated the cold, snow and long dark nights in the north, the team remained the same. kept it.

In decades of history, they have won a lot of victories and countless honors, and have the most extensive and fanatical fans.Just two years ago, they were still a team at the pinnacle of glory. In a fateful duel, they killed Celtic, the former ruler of the alliance from Massachusetts, and the devil hidden deep in Boston Bay. In a short year of depravity, the cunning dwarf elf, code-named CP3, who grew up from the hurricane-ravaged swamps of New Orleans, Louisiana, was excavated by means of plunder, to assist their second king in yellow, K24 .

Their grabbing of resources has been protested by many, but to no avail, as they did to the tall Bear King in Memphis five years ago in a similar way.They continued to wreak havoc on the western lands from January to May, only four victories away from the final battle in June.The yellow terror has been on and off the west coast for 1 years, and in the past ten years, this terror has spread to the vast plains east of the Rocky Mountains.The last obstacle now standing in their way is the infamous Clippers Kreppers, who has done nothing for decades.

I was fortunate enough to be at the helm of Kreppers' operations and management three years ago, on June 2009, 6, with a special mission to dive into the depths of this depraved, corrupt team, expecting to use some means And methods to change the situation here to achieve a satisfactory result for all parties.I originally hoped to bury this secret in my heart forever to prevent it from affecting and harming people's beliefs, but the development of the situation was far beyond my imagination. There was a huge collapse, and I could no longer face it calmly and had to record everything before going crazy.During a month of near madness, fear and hesitation haunted me, an unspeakable nightmare permeated every detail of my life, and I walked through thorns and thorns between half asleep and half awake. The Valley of Death, woven of flowers, was finally lost in a rotting, fetid haze in Cleveland.

On May 2012, 5, I was knocked over by "Magic Baby" Stephen and injured my waist while watching the first round of the duel between "Man of the Lake" and "Fast Sailboat". In the next few days, I had to Staying at home and lying in bed watching the development of the war.My private secretary, Ada, has been taking care of me and providing me with daily care. I occasionally chat with her about my views on the event, but I dare not say too much. I am afraid that exposing my extraordinary position will cause Unfounded doubts stain me.For the past three years I have been careful to conceal my complex purpose and position, which has caused me a lot of trouble.Fortunately, Ada has great trust in me. Her careful care helped me soothe my tired body and spirit, and I can cope with the stressful battle.

As the helm of Kreppers, I have very mixed feelings for them. I hope they can stop Reckles from entering a new realm that has never been reached, so that the next step of my plan can be carried out, and I hope they will stop early Therefore, I am very worried that their progress will exceed my expectations and control. Once out of control, this sailboat will rush towards the middle of the bottomless ocean. At that time, it will be difficult for me to pull them back to the correct track that belongs to me. superior.

Of course, I was relatively relaxed and confident in my heart at that time, because I believed that even if Kreppers killed Reckles unprecedentedly and stood on the center stage, there would still be a tough king waiting for them in Cleveland to stop They sabotage my plans.Therefore, I am also very concerned about the raging wars in the central and eastern regions. I even called the king who has never been enthroned directly to remind him that he must win. Because an inexplicable sense of crisis always enveloped me and made me feel uneasy.

On June 2012, 6, I received two consecutive days of news, one bad and one good.In the fourth round of the duel between Kreppers and Reckles the day before, Reckles, who had already shown his old age, was unable to cope with Kreppers' crazy attack at the end stage. The pair of Devil Infant and Blackbeard The combination of young monsters exudes a frightening and powerful aura, which makes me feel particularly suffocated. I had previously ignored their terrifying power and provoked them easily. "Under their traction, they drifted away towards the deep sea.

The good news is that the people of Cleveland, following my guidance, carried out a horrific killing on the South Coast, including 6 long-range accurate shooting spot kills on June 2, which made the beaches of Miami scarlet.I don't know if this attack and killing between them has anything to do with the hidden but ultimately ruined promise in 17 that I had dissuaded the king from taking his talents to the south coast.First, I have some personal grievances with Riley, the father of the sharks on the south coast. I don’t want him to be too complacent. Second, I think keeping the king in Cleveland will help my plan more, so I gave him privately. Lots of pointers and help to build Cleveland Castle.

But it turned out that my efforts may have been in vain.

On June 6, my waist injury has almost recovered, and the current situation has gradually become clear.Both Kreppers and the Cavaliers won the decisive point with a 5:3 advantage, and the situation of public opinion in the entire California region has undergone a fundamental reversal.Those drummers and fanatics who were used to advocating the king in yellow temporarily silenced their voices. They could only silently pray in their hearts that miracles would grow like bamboo shoots after rain in this land.In fact, my inner thoughts are similar to theirs, otherwise, wouldn't all my previous efforts for this purpose be in vain.

It is a pity that fate is often not transferred by the will of the individual, or even by the will of the majority.So many fanatics of the king in yellow can't reverse the result of Reckels' June 6th defeat at the Staples Palace that originally belonged to them.I, the helmsman of Kreppers, witnessed this battle, which was hailed by later generations as the change of dynasty and the replacement of the scepter. It is difficult for me to describe the complicated and unspeakable emotions. I only remember many people Running towards me and lifting me up into the sky, I had to feign laughter to accommodate the mood of the monsters.After all, the thinnest of them is half a head taller than me, weighs dozens of pounds, and is as wide as two punches. Well, looks like I'll have to go to Cleveland.

I had rarely been to Cleveland before, and I never imagined that I would one day visit this industrial city on the shore of Lake Erie in the sunny summer months.Here was once hailed as the ruins of professional sports, a cursed barren land of honor, with an unbearable rotten haze eroding all qualities related to victory, glory, and greatness, leaving only absurd and funny rumors for people to laugh at .Until here came a person who was almost like a god, he called himself "King", although generally speaking, it was a recognized title or granted by a higher person, and few people proclaimed themselves, but the people in this land The Blasted Lands have been hungry for honor for too long, so they easily accepted him and his title.

The "King" is powerful. Counting this year, this is the third time, and the second time in a row, he has led the Cavaliers to the central stage, challenging for the ultimate honor.What a lot of people don't know is that I was there to help, it was a big part of my plan.But due to my identity and current position, I can no longer have close contact with him during the days to Cleveland, nor can I provide him with enough help, so I suspect that in the absence of my attention and guidance Under the circumstances, did some unspeakable bad situation happen to the king and his knights so that the situation would collapse like that later.

On June 6th, I arrived at the Cleveland airport by plane with 12 members of Kreppers. That night, I tried to invite everyone to go to a famous local nightclub in Cleveland to learn about the local folk customs, but I haven’t been involved in this matter for a long time. It became unconvincing and unresponsive, and they seemed to see through my little trick, using my back injury as an excuse not to fully heal as an excuse not to go out with me.So I can only stay with them in the rather old Cleveland hotel and wait for tomorrow's training and the battle when night falls.

The fluorescent lights of the TV at night illuminated my room, and I carefully watched the advance predictions of several major TV stations for this war to collect relevant information. Cavaliers, they all think that this cursed land needs a golden trophy to wash away the toxins in the soil and the rot in the air. The truly crowned king will have an indescribable improvement to the entire national basketball league. The age of the king, the age of kings.

I agree with these arguments emotionally, but intellectually think that there is no effective support. This sense of contradiction and tearing has run through my three-year career as a helmsman. The decadence magnified my sense of anxiety, and I couldn't sleep soundly that night. I always dreamed that the king was kneeling on the ground, and Cleveland was in ruins.

Fortunately, dreams are dreams after all. At least on June 6th and June 13th, I felt sunshine and fragrance in Cleveland.I must be proud of my strategic and tactical vision. The Cavaliers are not so much an army built by Cleveland's managers, but a royal team fit for a king that is put together by the king's hand under my guiding ideology. guards.This lineup and system can maximize the king's ability, and the previous series of long battles have proved this.

With a strong desire to win, the king and his guards gave full play to their energy in the first two duels. The amazing defensive ability and the attacking hammer led by the king made the young people of Kreppers at a loss.They were obviously under a lot of pressure when they came to this stage for the first time. I rarely oppressed them from the sidelines, and during the battle on the 15th, I pretended to yell at the law enforcement officers angrily, which caused the consul Adam's chastisement, I actually don't mind it.

The Kreppers losing streak has both saved me from losses and kept things going in the direction I had planned, and I feel like everything is bright.When I left Cleveland, I even felt that the haze on my head had lightened a lot. Those rotten clouds that drifted away will completely disappear in history and become a part of history for people to commemorate instead of staying on the shore of Lake Erie to corrode the people and spirit here.Those clamoring scholars are building momentum for the king who is about to ascend the throne. The dead servants of the king, who are comparable in power and number to the fanatics of the king in yellow, have prepared ritual sacrifices, blooming scarlet blood for the upcoming important moment flower.

It would be a pity if they, I mean the young people of Kreppers, the crew of the Clippers, hadn't seen that thing.

It was about 6:18 p.m. on June 5, about an hour before the start of the third battle. In the lounge of the Kreppers team at the Staples Center, the hand of the "old deep diver" Derek Suddenly a huge ring was put on his face, which everyone recognized as a reward for his hard work for the Man of the Lake.It was strange and gorgeous, shining like a dream, and it was so dazzling in the light that it immediately attracted everyone's attention.In its very center there is a pattern of columns and spheres, a design that contains distant secrets and unimaginable desires.This is the most magical thing in the alliance. No matter how many people have devoted their whole lives to this ring, they can't get it. No matter how many geniuses spend their entire lives, it is still difficult to get the favor of this ring.

As for such rings, Derek has a total of five such rings. "Missouri Shrew" Tyronn and "Lebanese Gunner" Steve, who also worked their lives in "The Man by the Lake", both have such rings. Tonight they all Wear it on your hand.I understand that this is a strong incentive, and I don't think it will have much effect, but the "Missouri Shore", who has always been underestimated by me, said to everyone before his debut: "There are two important things in life." One day, one day is the day you were born, one day you were born knowing why, and we were born to be champions. I believe in each and every one of you."

I didn't hear this confusing spell with my own ears. I was not in the lounge at the time. Everything was told to me later by Stephen, James, Zach and others, as well as those good journalists. It's Love digging up some stories to break someone's heart after the dust has settled, and I'm obviously the one that got hurt.For the next three fights at Staples, Kreppers won them all, each with greater ease.Among them, the one on June 6 seemed to me the closest to the success of my plan and the moment when I reached the other shore of victory. I even saw the beautiful Gesang flower on the other shore.But the giant wave overturned everything in the last 18 minutes. The "old deep diver" delivered an extremely fatal blow at a critical moment, which reversed the situation of the war and the situation of the entire series of duels.

I once regarded the "old deep diver" Derek as my lifelong enemy. From this point of view, my judgment is not wrong, but my actions are far from keeping up with my understanding.I was killed by him, I was killed by him!I should have gotten rid of him sooner, but it's too late now.

On June 6th, the third anniversary of my appointment as the helm of the "fast sailing ship", in the eyes of this group of monsters who have been with me day and night, this is the best time to humiliate me and make my plan come to nothing.In less than a week, everything has changed drastically. The king and his guards failed to even take away a single victory in the city of angels. Experienced horror, and the terror that Dr. Philadelphia, known as "the traveling circus" in 25, felt in faraway Portland, the despair of hope that is in sight but quickly dashed.

This despair turned into a haze and shrouded the sky over Cleveland again. When I got off the plane, I could smell the disgusting smell in the air and the feeling of rust and aging everywhere. The building with peeling skin exudes decay.On the towering walls of the stadium hung huge canvases of the King, with his arms outstretched to the sky as if to fly upwards, leading his guards and Cleveland out of this abandoned and cursed place.But in my opinion, his open hands are more like giving up and surrendering. Even though he tried to save himself and the team with various spells, I still smelled his retreat.

"I've had a bit of a relapse on my elbow, and I'm feeling really bad during the game..."

I am a little disappointed, who is not fighting with pain, my waist still hurts.

On the night before the battle on the 25th, I had another dream. I dreamed that I was in a splendid and huge empty sports palace, which should be the Efang Palace I built.It can accommodate more than 5000 fanatical believers. On the central altar, I am the only one looking around, and I can't open my eyes because the lights surround me.I suddenly looked up and saw many gorgeous red and blue flags hanging above the ceiling of the palace. The silk cloth had a strange and shiny luster flowing like the soul imprisoned in it was crying.I suddenly saw the words "2012" embroidered on the flag hanging at the front!

I woke up screaming, my heart pounding.This morning, the mirror in the bathroom told me that I already had the so-called "champion look" on my face.

At night, I entered the magnificent sports palace in Cleveland with my group of little monsters in a crazy mood. Amidst the screams and howls of King Deadpool, I watched my group of monsters calm down And the strange look, I know that they are not afraid of this place at all, and they are no longer afraid of Cleveland and the king here.They want to destroy everything, destroy the expectations of most people, let the curse continue to curse, let the abandonment continue to be abandoned, and make all my plans bankrupt!Then, so that I can live with them forever in a huge palace of 5000 people, looking at the red and blue banners that imprison the soul, surrounded by miracles and glory, and live forever on the biggest celebrity altar!

(End of this chapter)