God of NBA point guards

Chapter 203 Michael, the Pistons are messed up

Magic Johnson was also interviewed by the media in Los Angeles. When asked about this series, he said: "People like to believe in people who have proven themselves. Iron Fist still needs to work hard on this point. He must prove himself and prove our opinion. Wrong, then next time we will be more optimistic about him."

Abdul-Jabbar also accepted an interview in Los Angeles, saying: "I will go to Chicago to watch this series, hoping to get tickets from the Bulls management, ha ha!"

After the joke, he said seriously: "My attitude has always been like this, I will support my alumni, Tekken, and his team."

But he added: "I'm not rooting for him because he's just my alumni, it's the strength of the Pistons.

Because of the acquisition of Sekali, the Pistons have better rebounding ability than the Bulls. Compared with last season, the inside offensive ability has also been improved, which allows the Pistons to have more low-post offenses.

Although Sekali is soft, he can still contain the Bulls' defense in the low post, which is something he couldn't do before.

Of course, his existence has lowered the strength of the low-post defense. This is a problem that the Pistons need to face. If it cannot be solved, it is likely to be sieved by Michael Jordan and Pippen.

However, we have to notice at the same time that Tekken's ability to break through with the ball has also improved a lot compared to last season. Look at what he did in the second half of the first round of the G2 game and in the G3 game. It is his breakthrough with the ball. wasp.

And the Bulls' inside defense is just like that. If the outside line can't stop it, then the inside line won't be able to stop the Iron Fist either. "

The media and stars have different opinions, but more people are still more optimistic about the Bulls. After all, it is a team that is attacking for three consecutive championships, and Michael Jordan, the most powerful offensive killer today. When he wants to score, he has no choice. He is unstoppable, and when he explodes, he can level a team by himself.

In fact, Zhou Quan deeply understands that he is not an American, but he is the leader of the Pistons, and he is facing a strong enemy like the Bulls, so he is destined not to get more support.

The mainstream media in the United States can tolerate him having some achievements in the NBA, but they will never tolerate him standing at the pinnacle of the NBA.

In the end, everything depends on strength, and the result determines everything, but he believes that one day when he stands at the peak, he may face a more difficult situation than Jordan now. At that time, any black spots on him will be magnified ten times and a hundred times .

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"Hey Iron Fist, do you have a ticket, I want to see your series."

That night, when Zhou Quan was having sex with his girlfriend, O'Neill called.

"You got it wrong, Shaq, I can't get away tickets, you have to go to Jordan." He said angrily.

O'Neal said angrily: "I don't care, I offended him by helping you at the All-Stars, and now the Bulls don't give me a ticket, you have to be responsible."

Zhou Quan's head suddenly became dizzy, what should we do?
The team did arrange the away tickets for the wives, only one. Could it be that they let Christina stay at home and let Shark pretend to be his girlfriend?My God, that scene should be a bit hot, right?
"Okay, okay, you can find me when the time comes, and I'll take care of it." He had no choice but to say.

After finishing the phone call, he called his agent Philip, told him about the matter, asked him to make arrangements, and reminded: "By the way, Rogge, last year the magician didn't get a ticket from the management. What happened afterwards?" fixed?"

"Haha, don't worry, Zhou, leave it to me." Philip smiled.

An hour later, the Los Angeles TV station suddenly broke the news that the Bulls management rejected the ticket request of All-Star center Shaquille O'Neal.

The media believes that the reason for the Bulls' refusal is likely to be that O'Neal rejected Jordan's isolated iron fist in the All-Star Game, which angered Jordan.

At this moment, the North American media, which had been targeting Jordan for nearly a year, began to bite Jordan like crazy, making him and the team very passive, and the phone was blown up.

Jordan was not in a good mood at first, and the league will announce the MVP winner tomorrow morning, and he has been overwhelmed by Barkley in the MVP ranking.

And as the second round is approaching, he will face off against the Pistons again. The Pistons swept the Hornets, and they also beat the Bulls twice in the regular season. He knows the strength of the Pistons very well, but he can't lose in this second round. If he loses, he won't be able to win three consecutive championships. There may be no chance to complete the great cause of the dynasty in this life, so the pressure in my heart is very heavy, to the limit.

"I said it's not about me, I don't know what it is. I didn't isolate the Iron Fist guy in the All-Star Game, no, I didn't bother to do that at all, he was no threat to me."

After answering several interview calls from reporters, and after repeated explanations, he couldn't control his temper, and with a bang, he dropped his mobile phone and even disconnected his landline at home.

"Ding ding ding..."

His other personal cell phone rang at this moment, it was the call of agent David Falk.

"David, solve the problem for me right away, they are annoying me to death." After pressing the answer button, Falke yelled before he could speak.

"Don't worry, it's already being resolved, Michael, what you need now is calmness, and your matter will soon become a thing of the past."

David Falk comforted.

At this time, Jerry Krause had already contacted the Los Angeles TV station through one of his staff, and revealed the news that David Falk gave him last time to the reporter.

He didn't find the local media. Since it was the Los Angeles TV station that revealed the fact that O'Neill didn't get the ticket, it didn't bother the two.

"According to reliable sources from inside the NBA league, the Detroit Pistons reached a deal with the Philadelphia Digital Team during the offseason. Personally finalized, Charles Barkley and Tekken Zhou Quan swapped teams, but was rejected by the league."

Half an hour later, the comprehensive news channel of the Los Angeles TV station broke a big story, which immediately aroused the attention and speculation of countless people.

"Ding ding ding..."

At the Pistons headquarters, all the external hotlines rang, but no staff answered the calls. They rang for a while and then stopped, then rang again immediately, and so on and on.

"Zhou, there is news, you calm down first, I will tell you..."

Zhou Quan was about to sleep with the French rose in his arms, when Philip called suddenly, and he didn't react for several seconds when he heard the news.

"Ding ding ding..."

At this time, the landline at home suddenly rang crazily.

After reacting, he calmly unplugged the landline first, then sat down and chatted with Philip.

"Zhou, you need to calm down." Philip persuaded.

He smiled and said: "Roger, I have always been calm, and this news can't make me angry. As a player, isn't it normal to be traded? I always think that there is no non-sale item in the league. If there is, it is just a lack of bargaining chips." That's all."

Philip praised: "That's good, you should focus on the second round series now, I think Michael Jordan will be like this at this time.

You remember, if you kill Jordan and his Bulls in the second round this time, you will be eligible to change any team's signature star, even Jordan. "

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Quan couldn't help laughing.

Whether it is personal strength, influence, and the economic benefits of the star value on the team and the influence on the team's operations, he is now not qualified to replace Jordan alone, far from qualified.

Jordan is not only a matter of personal strength, nor is it just a matter of record honors, but that he can bring huge operating income to the Bulls, which he cannot do at present, and Philip is just motivating him.

"Zhou, although it is not appropriate to ask this question now, but since the Pistons have thought about trading you, are you leaving the Pistons?" Philip asked suddenly.

Zhou Quan was quiet for a few seconds, and said: "Ask me this question after the playoffs. At present, my energy cannot be distracted, and all things that interfere with me must be put aside. Also, Roger, you should know that I am a A very down-to-earth person."

"I understand."

Roger Philip over there laughed with satisfaction.

In fact, both he and Zhou Quan didn't want to go to Detroit at the beginning, and there was nothing they could do if they were selected.

From now on, he will start analyzing the teams in the league and prepare to pick the next team for Zhou Quan.

The first is the position of the boss, which is a must. Zhou Quan is the boss in the Pistons, and he must be the boss in the next team.

Zhou Quan is not a star who has passed his peak, he is a young star who is on the rise. If he goes to play for others, it will be a drop in price.

No one will care about a person who is self-deprecating, that is called self-deprecation, if you look down on yourself, if you don’t care about your own value, who will think highly of you?Who cares about you?
Then try to go to the big ball market, the city with more Chinese is better, so that Zhou Quan's commercial value can be realized to the greatest extent.

In the end, the team still needs to be willing to invest, be ambitious, and be able to support the star's pursuit of various honors.

To exclude some teams, such as Dallas, a city full of racial discrimination.

The two ended the call, and Zhou Quan's mobile phone rang again, but he turned it off directly, regardless of who was calling, and then went to sleep with the French rose in his arms.

"Zhou, I'm going to Chicago tomorrow. For such a big matter, don't you contact your teammates to appease them?" Christina reminded.

"Oh, Krina, you're right."

He thought about it, and felt right. He himself was still calm, but there was no guarantee that his teammates would mess up after learning the news, and that would be troublesome.

He turned on the mobile phone again, dialed the assassin's number, and it connected after only two rings. The phone should be at hand.

"Oh, damn it, Iron Fist, you finally know how to call me, I'm dying of anxiety." The white-haired assassin said anxiously.

"Isaiah, everything is fine, nothing happened, let's not be tricked by the bulls, they must have made this damn news, so calm down, let's follow the original rhythm, don't be tricked by the bulls This sabotage plan has affected our preparations." He immediately comforted.

"That's good, that's good..." The assassin breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Quan said again: "Isaiah, I need your help now."

"You said."

"I don't want to answer the reporter's call. The phone is about to be turned off. You can call Joe and the others for me."

"OK, I'll call them right away."

"See you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow."

Zhou Quan turned off the phone again, turned off the lights in the room, and fell asleep with the French rose in his arms.

In fact, of course, his mind is not as calm as his appearance, and he was a little ups and downs at the beginning.

When I first heard the news, I was very angry, but I quickly calmed down, just because he is a very practical person.

Can't get through to Zhou Quan's phone number, Troy Weaver over there is already in a state of panic, his head is sweating, and he didn't even think to wipe it off.

He can imagine how the fans in Detroit will scold him tomorrow.

But this is just a small matter, the fans can't decide anything, the important thing is, how will the boss who can decide his future treat him?

"By the way, call his agent."

Thinking of this, he quickly contacted Philip.

"Damn!"

It was also turned off, and he panicked.

"Hey, Chuck..."

At this time, Chuck Daly's phone call came in, and he bit the bullet and connected.

"Troy, you did a good job!"

Chuck Daly was yelling, snarling, if it was face to face, he would have eaten the idiot Weaver.

"Chuck, listen to me explain..."

"Excuse me! Barkley is replaced by Zhou Quan, are you crazy? Barkley is so useful, how can the digital team trade him? He didn't even make the playoffs last season. Zhou Quan, Zhou Quan led the team to the Eastern Conference Finals in the first season, did Barkley lead the team to touch the floor of the Eastern Conference Finals? Damn, why can't you understand?"

"Zhou is our future. We have always decided that way. Jack really chose the wrong you. He chose the wrong successor. We are finished!"

"Chuck, Chuck, I will hold my iron fist, believe me, I will, I will..." Weaver sweated profusely.

"You're a fart! Even if you stabilize him for a while, he will leave in the future. He is a man who will take revenge. Don't you understand his character? He will no longer regard this as his home, he will not be here It's his roots, you idiot! You ruined the team we just rebuilt." Chuck Daly continued to curse.

"Hahaha……"

Chicago, Jordan is crazy happy.

He took out his second personal mobile phone and called David Falk, praised: "David, the Pistons must have messed up, you did a great job, I want to reward you. Say it, you like it Is that my collection?"

"Michael, kill the Pistons, reach the Eastern Conference Finals, and fulfill your dream of three consecutive championships. I will help you. You will become the greatest basketball player on the planet." David Falk said excitedly.

"Greatest basketball player?"

When Jordan heard this, his heart surged.

(End of this chapter)