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Chapter 63 Believe it or not, I can win this game
Inside the NBC studios.

The game itself was lackluster. Although the Knicks took a nap like a tiger at the beginning, a tiger was still a tiger after all. After waking up, he immediately pressed Magic to the ground and rubbed it.

Therefore, both Kevin Johnson and one of the Knicks on-site commentators, the Knicks' legendary thief Clyde-Walter Frazier, discussed what he was wearing today.

At this moment, Frazier exclaimed: "Shet, Grant is standing up. Is he going to play? No, he is arguing with Paul. Look at his lips. He is saying that what you are fighting is a piece of shit." , everyone, get out of the way and let me come."

Kevin Johnson secretly complained about when did you know how to lip-read, but he was also refreshed, and the live camera immediately scanned the sidelines of the Magic.

It is enough to prove that the focus of this game is not the game itself at all, but the return of Hill.

What a quarrel.

In the camera, Plessy is shaking his head and saying something excitedly.

On the other hand, Hill, even when quarreling, maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and retorted with a calm expression.

Hannah next to him said: "Are you dissatisfied with the team's performance? We all know that Hill is also a very competitive player."

Johnson glanced at Hannah, competitive?When did Hill have anything to do with this word?

"There's really no internal strife, right?" Johnson muttered.

At this moment, the camera was pulled away as the Knicks attacked, and Johnson sighed, wishing that the Knicks' offensive round would end soon.

Who would have thought that Camby also grabbed an offensive rebound, and half a minute later, the camera returned to the Magic bench.

The quarrel is over.

"Walter, what happened?" Johnson asked eagerly.

Frazier was right next to the technical table and had a better view.

Frazier's shocked voice sounded: "Shet, Grant is actually warming up. Oh my god, he is not going to play, are you crazy, Paul? He just came back yesterday! This is just a regular season game, and There’s no shame in losing to the Knicks.”

A shot from another angle was cut out, focusing on the Magic bench.

Hill was doing some simple warm-up exercises, and Chen Yu was standing next to him.

Seeing this scene, Johnson couldn't help but exclaimed: "He is actually warming up."

Since you are warming up, you must play.

"What the hell is Plessy doing? He's following Rivers' old path. Hill has just returned from injury. It's outrageous enough to let Hill play with the team. He actually wants to let Hill play. Oh my god, the Magic The front office is horrible and they shouldn't treat an All-Star like this."

"Chen, what are you doing? Why didn't you stop me?"

In the camera, Chen Yu was standing nearby, holding his arms and staring at Hill while he was warming up.

Hill moved his wrists and ankles meticulously, and suddenly said: "Chen, you just asked me why I walked onto the court to play?"

"why?"

If you ask many NBA players why they play, apart from their love and the happiness basketball brought to themselves when they were young, it must be because of money.

Chen Yu himself felt it deeply.

In the 80s, the U.S. economy was in bad shape. Before that, Chen Yu's father was a professional player and earned a lot of money. When he was a child, Chen Yu lived in a quite big house and had a big yard.

But when his father retired due to injury, became an alcoholic, could not find a good job, and his income dropped, the family of three moved out of the big house and moved into a musty, cramped house.

Chen Yu later thought about it, and his father's alcoholism was also related to the fact that he could not find a good job, his income plummeted, and he had a huge psychological gap.

Chen Yu has experienced hard times, so he knows how eager those children at the bottom are to become millionaires through basketball.But Hill is different. He comes from a wealthy family and is not short of money at all.

Is that because of hobby?
Hill said: "When I was in school at the age of 6, many people in the school pointed at me and said, look, he is the three-time NFL All-Pro, the super running back of the Cowboys, the son of Calva Hill. Will definitely be a great quarterback."

"My classmates, teachers, everyone thought so. The coach of my elementary school's rugby team was so excited that he asked me to join the team the day I entered the school."

Speaking of this, Hill smiled knowingly: "At that time, I hated being pointed at like this, and even had some rebellious psychology. You wanted me to become a quarterback, but I didn't, so I chose to play basketball."

"what?"

Chen Yu was a little dumbfounded. Do you play basketball because you are rebellious?
"But actually, these are not real reasons." Hill shook his head again: "If I have to find a reason, I think it's because I can."

Chen Yu was slightly startled, can I?

"Yes, I can." Hill's eyes were bright: "You know Chen, I am very good. Whether it is playing basketball or playing rugby, I have many choices. Believe it or not, if I play rugby, I will definitely do it." Become a star."

Chen Yu nodded, Hill's talent was definitely top-notch.

"That year, many people said we couldn't defend the championship, but I did it."

"It was also that year, the media said that we were just a foil and could not defeat the powerful Dream Team, but I also did it."

"Then I entered the NBA. At first, they said I could only pass and lacked a killer instinct, so I started scoring. Later, they also said that I could only break through and couldn't even shoot well. Last season, I I developed a mid-range shot."

"So this is why I want to play, because I can, I can do anything well. But before, I was afraid that because of injuries, I would no longer be able to play the ball well and help the team win, but now I figured it out."

Hill suddenly pointed to the scoreboard: "Chen, believe it or not, I can make the team win this game."

Chen Yu glanced at the scoreboard.

The third quarter is about to end, and the Magic trail by a full 13 points.

One game, with a 13-point difference, and they were facing the Knicks, who were second in the Eastern Conference. It shouldn't be that difficult to reverse the game.

But Chen Yu already understood and nodded with a smile: "Xin, just like when I believed that I could cure you!"

Hill grinned and strode to the bench, ready to play.

In the fourth quarter, with everyone watching, Hill arranged his jersey, took Tracy McGrady and others, and was the first to step onto the court.

One game, 13 points difference!
Hill still had a calm smile on his face, nodded to McGrady and others, and ran forward.

"What did you say to him? Why do I feel like he is different?" Jordan came to Chen Yu and asked doubtfully.

Chen Yu said nothing and followed Hill with his eyes.

His appearance made the five Knicks look solemnly.

After halftime, Hill had already reached out for the ball.

Sprewell opened his hands and stood ready at the free throw line.

Hill approached with the ball, and the basketball danced rhythmically in his hands. Then, just like when he passed Jordan in one step, he paused slightly, suddenly started, and at an incredible speed, he just passed from Sprewell's right side. Wiped on the side.

Before Camby could move sideways to cover up the defense, he had already made a slight jump and picked up the basket.

The huge Madison Square Garden Arena was silent for a moment, and then unexpectedly erupted into amazing cheers.

That man like the wind is back.

(End of this chapter)