Reverse Growth Superstar

At half past six in the morning, before the alarm clock went off, Link got out of bed by himself.

Over the years, his biological clock has become a habit. When it's time, you will wake up naturally.

Linkla opened the curtains, and today's Milwaukee is sunny and refreshing.

The day of the match day officially began. Link has experienced this day for ten years.

But this time, it was very special. Because today is Link's last day as a professional player.

He will cherish the little things of this day...

Going to the toilet and washing his face, Link put on his clothes and prepared to go to the gym.

If this was in Memphis, Link would go directly to the training hall early in the morning.

But because it was an away game, Link was not so free.

When he went to the gym, Dillon Brooks was already sweating.

Seeing Link appeared, Brooks immediately stopped what he was doing.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing...just...today is the last game." Brooks hesitated.

"Yeah, it's the last game. In the days to come, you have to cheer yourself, man. By the way, don't listen to Zach, I am not the first to go to the locker room every day during my rookie season to clean up." Link smiled and patted Brooks on the shoulder, exposing Randolph's lie by the way.

"I actually know that Zach is teasing me, but...I think I can practice more with you if I come first. That's why I come first every day." Brooks scratched his head , "From now on, I will never see you anymore."

"What are you talking about? I will come back to visit from time to time, don't be lazy. Go ahead, Milwaukee people will not give up victory." Link smiled, unexpectedly, this guy is the first to clean up the locker room every day. For myself...

At noon, the players dine together in the hotel restaurant. Of course, the food and quantity are arranged by the nutritionist. On the day of the game, the players generally don’t eat too much to avoid the recurrence of Paul Pierce’s diarrhea...

Today, Link was eating chicken **** and broccoli that tasted like grand wax, but he felt a special flavor.

After all, this was the last time he had eaten this **** nutritious meal. In the future, Link promised that he would never eat these ghosts again!

After retiring, he will frantically sweep all Chinese restaurants in Memphis.

Braised pork, twice-cooked pork, pork with pickled vegetables, all kinds of meat, all arranged!

Ice cream, ice cream, butter cake, all buy home!

Thinking of this, Link ate happily.

The last meal, hurry up and eat it quickly!

After lunch, it’s time to take a nap. Of course, players in need can also find a physical therapist to massage and relax themselves.

As always, Link found Judy Seto, the "secret weapon" Kobe once recommended to him.

She has escorted Link's career for many years. Link has not suffered a fatal injury in these years, and she has a credit.

"This is the last time I have participated in the finals, Link." Saito suddenly said this when halfway through the massage.

"What are you talking about? Even without me, the Grizzlies can make it to the Finals." Link waved his hand, Jokic and Brooks, he looked at the pair.

"No, I mean, I have to retire after this season. Actually I would have wanted to retire long ago, if Kobe had not recommended me to you. I'm old, Link." Saito smiled kindly. Laugh, she is very honored to watch another legendary career come to an end.

"Really...Thank you for taking care of you over the years, Judy, and I hope you will have a happy life in the future."

"Thank you, Link."

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone finished their lunch break and departed from their hotel to the Bradley Center.

As soon as he got on the bus, Link received a text message from Rachel that she and her child had arrived at the luxurious private room that Wade had booked in the Bradley Center.

Link felt relieved a lot in an instant, and then he could concentrate on the game!

However, as soon as the team bus left the underground parking lot, and the sun had just spilled into the car windows, everyone exclaimed.

"Gosh, what's going on!?"

"This... is too exaggerated!"

"God, how is this different from the championship parade!?"

Hearing the exclamation of his teammates, Link looked away from the phone, and then looked out the window.

As a result, the scene in front of his eyes made Link startled.

I saw people on both sides of the streets along the bus.

This time, it was even more exaggerated than when Link and the others arrived in Milwaukee!

It feels like every gap on the sidewalk is filled by fans! Moreover, all the fans wore dark blue commemorative T-shirts.

This commemorative T-shirt has been on the shelves since Link announced that he would retire after the season.

In addition to Link’s name and number me, the T-shirt also printed images of six championship rings.

Of course, after today, the commemorative T-shirt must be updated. Because Link's championship ring number is about to reach seven!

The local police in Milwaukee are facing the enemy, this has never happened before in the city.

Due to the shortage of manpower, many police officers who were on holiday were temporarily called back.

Seeing the team bus driving out, the fans cheered.

Others are right, this is simply a battle at the championship parade level!

When the bus drove into the middle of the fans, Link saw many fans holding up their cards. But this time, the content on the plate is very uniform, with three words exactly the same—ThankyouLink.

After Link said those words at the press conference last time, the fans stopped keeping Link and they all began to bless.

The scene at this time is like Reggie Miller's final battle in Indianapolis.

All the fans chanted "Thank you, Link", and everyone held up the sign.

It's just that the scale this time is dozens of times that of the time!

Paving the entire street and covering a stadium is not a concept at all.

Along the way, the voices of the fans have never stopped. There are fans waiting on the route of the team bus.

Link's eyes were ruddy. This was the most touching moment he had ever experienced.

Of course, Link is also full of pride.

From an unknown draft to the present, Link feels that his life is complete.

Arriving at the Bradley Center, the underground parking lot has been blocked by reporters.

When Link got out of the car, the flash shook so that everyone couldn't even open their eyes.

At this time, there were not many vacancies in the stands in the Bradley Center.

Although the game hasn't started yet, everyone came to the arena ahead of schedule to experience this special night.

On the big screen of the arena, a commemorative short film made by the NBA official for Link was even played.

You know, this is the home of the Bucks!

It is absolutely unique in the history of the NBA to play the promotional video of the opponent in the finals at home!

The lights in the audience dimmed, and everyone's attention fell on the big screen in the Bradley Center.

On the originally dark screen, there was a scene of Link training in the Grizzlies.

A huge cheer broke out from the stands.

Then appearing on the screen are Link and Robert Pera. The two of them shook hands in the middle of the screen. This is a photo of Link and the Grizzlies when they renew their contracts.

The big screen continues to show clips of when Link leads the team to win each championship.

From the youthfulness when he first won the O'Brien Cup, to the maturity when he defeated Leonard last year.

Link's ten-year glory flashed before everyone's eyes quickly.

"I **** enjoy the feeling of being a villain, what's wrong with being a villain?"

"Our goal is to build a dynasty. I know many people think I'm crazy, but... just wait and see."

"What was I thinking 15 seconds before the lore? I was thinking about the celebration later."

"There is nothing to worry about, there are a bunch of fools like you!"

"Bill Simmons is ready to shave his head. I have given him a sweet gift."

The scenes of Link's shouting at the new press conference, on the sidelines and in the locker room were also reproduced.

This arrogant, rude, but brave, and determined man appeared in front of everyone as if alive.

Yes, if there is no such scorn of the world, how can it be possible to win seven championship trophies in a ten-year career?

Again, without the courage to be an enemy of the world, how could Link survive in this cruel world?

Cheers and applause continued for a long time.

Everyone can't wait to see Link himself play, and the entire Bradley Center seems to have become Link's home court.

At this time, Link was sitting in the locker room, looking at his familiar teammates, looking at his dark blue jersey, looking at everyone's eyes.

The last day of his career was really brilliant.

Link stood up and clapped his hands. Whenever he does this, it means he is about to start speaking.

"Come on guys, the O'Brien Cup is there, waiting for us to take it home. Derek, don't you always desire this? Dwight, don't you want to prove yourself? All of us don't want to make history Is it? Now, it's time!"

"Today is my last game. I am proud that I have only played for the Memphis Grizzlies in my life. I am also grateful to meet you." Link obviously didn't count that short time with the Rockets into his career resume. Mid~www.wuxiaspot.com~Tonight like this, I hope you can enjoy the game and enjoy the moment of victory when you reach the top! Let's go and take away the championship! "

After Link finished speaking, everyone started gearing up.

Everyone wants to use a great victory to send off the greatest player in Memphis history!

Link and his teammates rushed out of the locker room, ready to step into the arena.

At this time, the live DJ exhausted his lungs and shouted loudly.

"Now, let us welcome the Memphis Grizzlies and six championships, five regular season MVPs, seven double-one team winners, from Fresno State University, Link!"

"Come on, let's go!" Link felt his blood burning, and he waved his hand and rushed everyone into the arena.

The last day as a professional player has entered the most important moment.

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