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602 We are the champions

In the last minute, Old Nelson replaced Iverson on the court again. The Magic no longer had the passion to continue fighting. They had lost three games in four games, and so far in today's game, the score difference is still 15 points.

The Warriors let go of defense, the fans stood up, and a large number of staff from the team began to enter the court...

In the last 20 seconds, Hill sent the ball to Iverson. Tyrone Lu looked at the stubborn guy who had a story with him, shook his head and ran through the half, without struggling again.

Seeing this, the three of CCTV Sports Channel stood up together, and Zhang Heli said excitedly: "Dear fans and friends in front of the TV, the game is over now, we see that the Magic have given up resistance, that is to say, the Warriors won the first place and the first Chinese-led team won the NBA."

Yi Jianlian looked at Chamberlain on the bench with envy and yearning. He played well this season and had the opportunity to compete for the most progressive players. Now he has fully played his confidence and is planning his own way to win the championship.

On the court, Iverson slowly slapped the ball. He walked in the front court. He had never seen before. His pace of slapping the ball was so slow. His attention completely left the field. He looked at the fans around him, and at the No. 13 jersey hanging in the stadium above his head, and suddenly burst into tears.

A harsh beep sounded, and the outer rings of the rebounds on both sides turned bright red. The game was over, and 11398, the Warriors won another victory.

At the moment the beep sounded, Iverson grabbed the ball and threw it into the sky fiercely. The fans roared and jumped up. A cheer like a landslide and cracked in the Oracle Arena: "We have won the championship."

DT shouted excitedly: "God, champion, God, the Warriors won the championship, and now Auckland has become the core of the world. The whole world is watching Auckland. God, thank you for your mercy, we are champions."

Iverson clenched his fists and straightened his body. He raised his head and roared: "Ah, ah, ah"

What does this roar mean? No one knows, and Iverson may not know. He just vented this way, venting the grievance and despair that had been accumulated in his heart for too long, tears gushed out. From the first day of entering the league, Iverson said that he would not cry on the field, but today he broke the precepts.

Hill rushed up and hugged Iverson into his arms. Ibaka, Jackson and Morrow also rushed up to surround Iverson, and they shouted together: "We are the champions of the championship."

Iverson hugged the brothers with his backhand, and he yelled and jumped, pushing and shoving his teammates, and was excited.

Chamberlain and others followed Old Nelson towards the Magic. The old man shook hands with Van Gundy. The latter said unwillingly but convincedly: "Donald, congratulations, you won the championship, a great achievement."

Old Nelson laughed and laughed: "Man, you know, I've been waiting for a long time, but thank God, I finally waited for this day. Thank you for your praise and for your blessings. You led your boys very well. I was surprised that you brought the team to the finals so quickly. In short, you're good at it."

Chamberlain hugged Nelson Jr., Tkoglu, Lewis, and of course he hugged Pitrus. He hugged every player present at the Magic. The only regret was that Howard actually left the court.

Iverson and others also walked up with a smile. The players gathered together to bless each other. The Magic players immediately began to leave the court. Although they were a little depressed, because they had already expected it before the game, the result did not make them feel unacceptable.

The Warriors players stood together with laughter. Jackson took the championship hat and T-shirt. He took off his shirt and started posing with his shirtless. He shouted: "Hi, guys, point the camera at my dear girls here, see what men are, do you like my muscles? I'll give you whatever you want tonight."

Barnes jumped up and threw himself on Jackson's back. The shy Curry took off his top and changed to a T-shirt. As a result, West pulled his T-shirt away. Curry was shirtless and exposed his white skin and his muscles, which were still strong. He was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Damn it, give me the clothes, bastard, give me clothes.

Chamberlain also took off his shirt, his two grinding stone-like chest muscles were bulging, his eight abdominal muscles were arranged neatly and smoothly, and his yellow skin was sweating, as if he was a gold-plated war god. Without opening his mouth, the camera immediately turned over, and a joking whistle sounded at the scene.

"It's really great, it's really great," Hill murmured with a championship T-shirt on his shoulder. He thought he would not win the championship again in his career, but the reality gave him a surprise. Just the day before he came to the Warriors, he thought he would retire empty, but half a season later, he won the championship.

God is fair. Hill persisted for more than ten years and finally waited for the championship.

Of course, Iverson was definitely the one who felt the most. At this moment, the answer was speechless. He just stood in the arena with his head raised and his chest raised, his eyes were red, and his body was constantly shaking, and he was extremely excited.

The celebration ceremony began, and colorful ribbons ejected from the sky above the stadium. DT played explosive music. Countless fans twisted their bodies to the music, and the sound of salutes was pushed into the stadium. Someone pressed the switch, and the smoke filled the deafening sound of cannons continued to ring.

Fine colored paper scattered like snowflakes, all the lights in the stadium were turned on, and it was as bright as daylight. The large screen above the stadium scrolled and played some scenes outside the stadium, including squares, bars and nightclubs. The camera sent back a large number of celebration scenes.

Stern walked onto the stadium with a smile accompanied by Secretary Black Silk. Richard greeted him with a graceful manner. The two shook hands. Old Nelson led people to make the opening position in the center of the stadium. The staff simply arranged a podium and the award ceremony officially began.

After shook hands with Richard, Stern stood on the podium with a smile, and Jackson shouted, "David, do you want to raise this platform?"

He meant that Stern was too short, of course, just a joke. Stern's wisdom was not comparable to those idiots who only knew how to dunk and drink. The president smiled slightly, and he reached out to wipe his silver hair, and then said to Jackson: "No need, kid, today's protagonist is you. I'll try to stand short and not steal your limelight."

"Wow," Barnes and others screamed strangely. West pushed Jackson and shouted, "Man, you're over."

Amid the laughter, Stern began to speak, he coughed, DT immediately turned off the music, there were only cheers from fans at the scene, but it was definitely not suppressed by the sound of the loudspeaker:

"Ladies and gentlemen, all the sports fans who love basketball, are very happy to meet you tonight. I am not the protagonist tonight. In order not to make everyone dislike me, the old man, then I'm almost short. In the 2008-09 season, the NBAR Scoop Championship was born tonight. Tell me, fans, who is our championship?"

"Golden State, Warriors" roared like stormy waves, roaring and rolling for a long time.

Taken by Jin Cancan’s championship trophy from the secretary, Stern looked at Richard. This is the NBAR spoon rule. First, the team’s boss will take over the championship trophy.

Richard was full of energy and a proud smile on his young and handsome face. He went up to take the trophy and looked at Chamberlain, but Chamberlain did not move. He pushed Iverson and pushed the answer up.

West whispered: "You are the logo of this team, you are the basketball business card of this city."

Chamberlain smiled and said, "There are opportunities in the future. Let Allen hand over his business card today."

Iverson stepped onto the podium generously. In fact, it was more suitable for him to play. Richard was less than 1.7 meters tall. Among European and American men, this was a very embarrassing height. If Chamberlain went up, he would look like a dwarf. Iverson was barefoot and was just over 1.80 meters tall, so the two of them were more matched when they stood together.

The two raised the O'Brien Cup together, and the stadium once again turned into a sea of ​​cheering.

According to the rules, Richard made a speech on his championship win on behalf of the team. He shook his head and asked, "To be honest, guys, can you tell me if this is a dream?"

The fans were excitedly screamed in the laughter of "NO".

Richard smiled and said, "But all this is incredible. Oh my god, who can't imagine that the team won the championship just in the first year of taking over the team? Oh, is it that I am God's illegitimate son? It seems that I didn't help the team? Why am I so lucky? My contribution to the team is not as good as every one of you on the court, nor even the fans who are cheering in front of the TV. It seems that I am just a capital boss?"

Some fans shouted: "NOONE, NO, NOAI, NOATALL Without you, there would be no AI without all this)"

Richard smiled and waved to the fans and said, "Mr. Stern set a good example for me, that is, we are not the protagonists today, so I cannot turn this into my personal press conference. Every fan, finally let me sincerely thank you. Thank you for your strong support to the team this season, thank you for your unyielding support, thank you for your continued unfamiliarity, thank you for your coaching staff and every player, you are heroes, and today you are the protagonists."

"Congratulations to us, Warriors, we are the champions, we are the best," Richard shouted at the end, raising the O'Brien Cup over the top of his head.

Cheers rise in the sky

Richard shook hands with Stern again, then handed the O'Brien Cup to Iverson and brought it to the players. Russell, with gray hair, walked up there, followed by the Warriors cheerleader, holding another golden trophy in his arms, the EMVP trophy named after Russell - this honor is well deserved, and there is no other player in the NBA to win 11 championships.

Seeing this, Iverson and Chamberlain became a little nervous, although the result was basically confirmed.

In the four finals, Iverson was the well-deserved offensive core. He averaged 36.5 points, 47 assists and 35 steals per game. On the offensive end, Iverson exerted all his strength. At the end of each game, he needed to rest in the locker room for an hour before returning home. You should know that he averaged only 38 minutes per game in four games, so you can understand what kind of effort he put in when he was on the court.
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