Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters

Chapter 489: Chapter 337: The Stairs of the Gods_3

Kobe had no opinion on the matter.

His only concern was to make the team better.

However, the rise of the new generation, led by Yu Fei, intensified Kobe’s tension.

Because prior to last year, just like the Lakers, the Bucks had also hit rock bottom, but they quickly rebounded.

The front office found the right personnel from the free agent market and, coupled with the continuous progress of the young players, the Bucks returned to the top stage in just one season.

This made Kobe scrutinize even more seriously the various actions of the Lakers over the past few years.

Even Yu Fei had a season averaging 36 points, but his legendary season also failed due to team roster issues, just like Kobe’s.

But the difference was that the Bucks quickly filled the gap in the free agent market.

Yu Fei, with good teammates, brought the world a myth-like average triple-double and won his third championship.

Kobe, with an average of 36 points, forcibly led a team that didn’t deserve to make the playoffs into the postseason, only to fail in the first round.

This made him doubt that it wasn’t his own problem, but the team’s.

Because the answer to the problem wasn’t on him, but on Yu Fei.

Kobe still had patience, but very little was left.

He could continue to endure this situation because he hadn’t tried all possibilities, but once all possibilities pointed to a failing result, his patience would also run out, and then there would be only one path left.

In late January, the NBA announced the rosters for the 2007 All-Star Game.

This year, the Bucks still had two players selected for the All-Star: Yu Fei and Kevin Martin.

Kwame Brown was full of grievances, as last season he was just a step away from making the All-Star, but this season, Dwight Howard rose to power, crowding out Ben Wallace with the second highest vote count in the Eastern Conference and was elected as a reserve center for the Eastern All-Star Team.

Brown was left out with 400,000 votes.

This left him in despair as his vote count was even lower than last season’s.

“No worries, they will get old in a few years,” Yu Fei consoled.

Brown retorted, “But Dwight Howard is even younger than me…”

“I’m talking about the Big Fatty in Miami; when he gets old, Dwight will take over the first spot, and then won’t you have a chance?”

Yu Fei’s words made sense, but seemed to have some flaw.

Brown thought about it; it didn’t add up—wouldn’t Big Fatty still be second when he fell from first? It still didn’t involve him.

But Yu Fei didn’t continue to explain, letting Brown ponder it himself. How could he grow if everything was spelled out too clearly?

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“Frye, I have a question, what in the world of sports is equivalent to my mom just ran over my dog? Ramsey, from New York State, New York”

“Like Schultz Howard selling the team to Clay Bennett? Hmm, you’re from New York, I’ve got a better example, and I just need to repeat this guy’s name—Isaiah… Isaiah… Isaiah. Hmm, thanks for the call.”

“I swear, you’re like the Lindsay Lohan of sports—some days you’re great, and some days it’s like you’ve been doing coke all night and drinking gasoline. As absurd as you are, I still like you. Brad Dorick, California, Oakland”

“You’re either from Chicago or Cleveland, but I still love your analogy; it’s the best satirical call of the month.”

“LeBron is invincible! Long live the King! LeBron is invincible! Long live the King! LeBron is invincible! Long live the King (screaming hysterically)…!!! West, from Cleveland”

“Why do MJ’s fans pretend to be LeBron’s fans? Have you lost your confidence?”

“I basically acknowledge you as a great basketball player. Because you almost compete with any good risqué female celebrity. That means you’re very unselfish on the court, know when to take over the game, and are entertaining at both ends. For the past two years, you’ve been the greatest risqué female celebrity/basketball player on the court, what do you think?” Harry, from Los Angeles

“You guys started again?”

“Dear Mr. Yu, one night I was reading in bed when a huge moth flew into my room and landed on the wall beside my bed. I have a phobia of bugs in or near my bed, so I ran into my brother’s room across the hallway, screaming for him to come and kill it. The only response I got was ‘I can’t right now, I’m listening to the Frye show!’ I begged him, but he still refused my plea loudly. So I went back to my room to wait for him to come. 20 minutes passed, he still didn’t come, and the bug was still there. I mustered the courage to kill it, but it made me really think about my relationship with my brother. Maybe I need to play basketball like you or do some trust exercises with my brother. Regardless, I hope he never has to choose your stupid radio show when I need help.” — A hater named Annie, 14 years old, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin

“Yep, these are my fans.”

— Yu Fei Exlusive Radio: “A Chat with The Chosen One”

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