Basketball Legends: Strikers Are King

Sean was born in Indiana and is a native Indiana native. Under the influence of his grandfather, the whole family is a fan of the Pacers and the Indiana University Hoosiers. Sean has also been working hard to enter the college team.

After all, basketball is a sport that relies on the body. Although Sean performed well in high school, after entering college, his height stopped at 172 centimeters and remained unchanged. His too ordinary height became a shackle for Sean to enter the school team.

After graduating from college, Sean chose to return to Indiana, inherited his ancestral business, and became a small farmer. However, his love for basketball did not diminish at all. His season tickets for Bankers Life Arena were renewed every year, even if something happened and he couldn't.

When I go to the game, I also watch the game video at home.

"Dudududu!"

The referee blew the whistle to end the game and the scoreboard announced the result of the game.

The Pacers defeated their opponents 95-81, consolidating their third place in the Eastern Conference.

"yes!!"

Sean waved to celebrate, and he didn't even care when the wine in the glass spilled on him.

Victory is the best gain for fans.

Sean looked around. The slightly tattered furniture and the walls with tiny cracks made him feel very disappointed.

"*uc*!"

He whispered, but he didn't know who F's target was.

When he was young, he liked basketball just because of his pure love. When he reached middle age, he had a deeper understanding of things in the world.

Sean's family used to be a large farmer covering an area of ​​thousands of hectares. However, in the hands of his grandfather, a fanatical football fan, the farm area shrank year by year. Sean can clearly remember that one Christmas, his father even had to move the tree by himself.

A little withered little Christmas tree.

“Even the seats on the Ford were stained!”

At this moment, Sean could still recall the uncomfortable feeling of sitting on the slightly damp leather cushion.

In the five years since the Pacers first joined the ABA, they have reached the finals four times and won three championships. It can be said that they were very proud of themselves, but after that, they gradually declined.

Just like Sean's house.

The Pacers failed to regain their glory after joining the NBA. The only banner hanging at home is the Eastern Conference championship banner in the 1999-2000 season.

“That was even before the millennium!”

Sean shook his head helplessly and patted the old TV set he bought during the Millennium beside him, feeling even more desolate.

"Let's go to the city for a walk!"

He drove his Chevrolet out of the garage and headed to the city.

Although his family is a bit poor, Sean is not married and is considered a diamond king, so he spends his weekdays having fun. The Red Lion Bar in the city center is his favorite nightclub.

"Me?"

When he arrived at the Red Lion, Sean was a little dumbfounded. It turned out that the place was already packed with people, more than half of whom were fans wearing Pacers jerseys.

"Sorry sir, this place is full. If you don't mind..."

Before the waiter finished speaking, Sean waved his hand and said:

"It's okay, you can share a table with others."

He has known for a long time that nightclubs are ugly and will not let customers go easily, so he would rather set up some places where tables can be shared rather than expand the size. After all, being slightly empty is a fatal flaw for a nightclub.

The table sharing area of ​​Red Lion is right next to the VIP area, which shows the strict hierarchy invisibly. It is the favorite thing for VIPs who are willing to spend money to have fun.

Fortunately, the person sharing the table with Sean is also a Pacers fan.

He is a young man, wearing Qitian No. 7 jersey and baggy jeans. He has a bit of hip-hop style, with deep eye sockets, showing signs of kidney deficiency. However, he is very hospitable. When he saw Sean coming over, he said with a smile:

"Hey bro, I'm Dick, the Dick you imagined!"

Dick also means little brother.

"Hey, if we didn't tell others, they would think we were hanging out together!"

"My name is Sean."

Sean lowered his head and looked at himself. He was wearing big pants and a black T-shirt. He and Dick really looked like they were from the same family.

"It's just for fun, it's a kind of fate to be able to sit together."

"Hey, of course!"

Dick couldn't wait to share his joy with Sean.

"Did you watch today's game? Qitian took away the Celtics in one wave!"

"certainly!"

Sean had a hunch about this when he saw Dick's clothes. Hearing Dick's comments, he chatted with him about today's game.

"After Danny was reimbursed, fortunately Qi Tian was able to step up!"

"I'll just say it!"

Dick became excited and shouted to the bartender,

"Man, have another bottle, I want to have a good drink with my brother!"

Sean scratched his head, but did not refuse Dick's drink.

When you come to a nightclub, you always have to find a place to drink. Fortunately, Sean met a similar person.

Dick glanced secretly at the VIP area and then said to Sean:

"Brother, where do you think our cavalry team can go this year?"

After hearing this, Sean also started talking.

Old fans will not refuse this kind of topic where they can talk freely.

"Originally, I was thinking about Danny coming back and Qi Tian returning to the bench to increase the firepower of the bench."

As soon as these words came out, Dick's face became a little ugly. Fortunately, Sean's next words made him relax a lot.

"But now that Danny is out of action, we can only follow the tactics of the first half and try our best to take advantage of Qi Tian's scoring advantage from the outside. After all, his shooting is much more stable than George."

"Yes, yes!"

Dick's eyes rolled around and he said to Sean,

"You still have to focus on the outside to have a chance!"

Sean glanced at Dick and said:

"No, it's not mainly outside lines."

"It's small forward George, just like last season."

Dick's eyes widened and he started the debate:

"Brother, just from the score, can't you tell that it's Qi Tian who has played a bigger role recently?"

"But most of Qi Tian's scoring relies on George's support."

Sean did not give in and gave his own arguments.

"The Pacers are a defensive team after all. Defense is the fundamentals, only offense can be effective."

"ha!"

Dick, who was originally so amiable, was planning to draw a clear line with Sean. He said,

"Defense depends on the inside line, okay. As long as the outside line has a qualified level of defensive ability, it will be enough. The one who really leads the Pacers to victory is Qitian, not George!"

"Hmph, what do you think you can do with that stupid big guy Hibbert? George is the one who relies on you for outside sweeps. If nothing else, how much of the people you are facing are relying on George to make up for it.

Defend?!"

"That stupid big guy, it's not a loss if he can provide a pick-and-roll, but you George can't even figure out a pick-and-roll breakthrough!"

The two of them talked more and more intensely, and then almost started fighting.

The nightclub security immediately took the two away and cleared a table.

"Sir, there is a place here."

Another newcomer came over and occupied the table.

"Roy, what's wrong with you?"

In the VIP area next to him, Stephenson suddenly noticed Hibbert sitting outside and stopped, and quickly asked.

"No, it's nothing."

Hibbert's head lowered and his face turned livid.