The Basketball Court Swordsman

When Henson opened his eyes again, he had already seen Indianapolis right under his nose. This means that the plane is about to land.

On the plane, most people are still sleepy, because after winning the championship last night, they almost partyed all night.

First of all, in the locker room, Henson was half-dead by champagne.

Originally, Henson didn't want to participate in the champagne fight between the players, so he deliberately interviewed reporters outside the locker room, and then smoked a cigar. Assuming that the players' "war" was almost over, Henson poked a head into the locker room.

The dressing room was naturally a mess, but fortunately everyone seemed to have recovered their peace.

"Come in, we are over." Paul waved to Henson, and Henson dared to walk into the locker room.

However, all this is just Paul's "defensive trap".

Henson had just stepped into the locker room door when he was attacked from behind by Stephenson and the "Birdman". The two held four bottles of champagne on Henson's head, while the others poured one bottle on Henson.

Sure enough, these guys under Henson are not good birds! The so-called calm in the locker room is just a sign of a "storm".

He was already wet anyway, and Henson let go of his hands and feet. He immediately grabbed a bottle of champagne and launched a counterattack. Henson was also young, and it was easy to get along with the players.

And Herbert has enough Champagne this time, for fear that the players and coaches won't have fun.

After the Champagne War, it was almost one o'clock midnight. But the players after winning the O'Brien Cup were naturally not full of fun, so a group of people found a nightclub and had a great time. Henson also joined in, enjoying one of the few nights to indulge throughout the year.

So today, the Pacers players have become like this. One by one was listless and sleepy. This is like two completely different groups of Pacers who fought **** the court yesterday. Stephenson even hit the ground floor in the aisle of the plane. Henson saw this guy bring two women back to the room with his own eyes yesterday...

Henson stood up while he was wearing a pure black suit. After all, yesterday's corn yellow suit on behalf of the Pacers has been completely destroyed by the champagne battle. Fortunately, An Jiali collected several spare clothes for Henson, otherwise Henson might have to borrow clothes from the players today.

"I should really give you a mirror so that you can see for yourself what this bear looks like! This is how the world champion looks like?" Henson yelled from the front of the cockpit, and the players opened their eyes. Look down. Stephenson jumped up, surprised that he actually slept on the aisle of the plane!

That guy, probably thought he was gentle with two women.

???" Rub all your faces and clean it up! The plane is about to land, and I cheer me up. There are many fans and Ji Kee waiting outside. Let them see, the world champion should be What is it like!"

"Yes, boss!" the players answered vigorously.

Henson smiled contentedly and sat back again. On the seat next to Henson, there was a golden O'Brien Cup. He couldn't help holding the trophy in his arms again, as if he was embracing a hot beauty.

"She's so beautiful, isn't she?" At this time, Master Herbert walked up to Henson and sat down. This is a three-seater plane. Henson was sitting by the window with the O'Brien cup In the middle, Herbert took a seat near the aisle.

"Yes, it's beautiful...I think the Pacers championship showroom will no longer be monotonous in the future. Do you want to hug her?" Henson said, handing the O'Brien Cup Herbert.

Herbert did not refuse, although the trophy was still covered with sticky champagne and countless people's lip marks.

"What do you think about the championship parade? This is the greatest summer in Indianapolis, and I won't be stingy with money." Herbert touched the trophy while chatting with Henson.

"Don't say that, boss. Maybe next year, you still have a chance to hold a championship parade? Don't invest all your money in one go." Henson blinked his eyes, he knew very well, George and Leonard. De and other young people have not really grown up yet.

Pacers have more than one championship!

"I like your confidence, Henson. Don't worry, as long as you can bring the championship back, I guarantee that every championship parade will be extremely grand!"

"I know you are willing to do your best for the team, Herbert. I really can't give any advice for the championship parade. But for the championship, I can be sure-if the Pacers want to remain competitive, We have to keep most of the existing players. In other words, a few seasons later, when rookies face renewal issues... you may have to spend more luxury tax."

"I know what you're worried about, Henson. But as long as you and Bird are still in charge of this team, then the lineup will be up to you." Herbert smiled slightly. Compared with the championship, it is extravagant. Taxes do not seem to be a big issue for the Simon family. "We support you and Bird as much as possible. In basketball matters, you and Bird have the final say."

Henson nodded relievedly, I hope Herbert can fulfill his promise by then...

Twenty minutes later, the plane landed at Indianapolis International Airport.

The reporters and the fans who came to greet them swarmed, and the police responsible for maintaining order struggled to keep these people behind the safety line.

Seeing the lively scene outside through the plane's small oval window, Henson exhaled.

"Are you ready!? Guys! It's time to take the champion home!"

Once again, Henson published his "pre-match call".

The cabin door slowly opened, the gangway stretched out, and the outside of the plane flashed suddenly, and the fans burst into violent cheers!

The first to get out of the plane was Chris Paul. He held the O'Brien Cup in his left hand and raised his FMVP trophy in his right hand.

As the team's star and the biggest player, Paul undoubtedly has the qualifications to be the first to show his face. The O'Brien Cup is also the first time in history that it has appeared in Indianapolis!

?? "Dear viewers... this is the first O'Brien Cup belonging to the Pacers!" Along with the exclamation of the female reporter, the live TV gave Paul a close-up of the trophy.

"The players who picked it up used to wore the gold of the Los Angeles Lakers, the green of the Boston Celtics, the red of the Chicago Bulls... Now, it's finally the turn of the Indiana Pacers' corn yellow!"

Afterwards, it was Horford, George, West, Green...Every player who stepped off the plane, whether it was the main player or the substitute, would be enthusiastically cheered by the fans. After all, these guys are the first championship players in the history of the Pacers!

And the players also changed from the fatigue just now, and one by one became energetic again.

Vogel couldn't help but smile, Henson's words are always so effective. Whether on the court or off the court.

When all the players showed up one by one, the cheers of the fans rose by an octave. They all know that the champion coach is out!

The first championship coach in the history of the Pacers has appeared!

Seeing Henson waved off the plane, the fans became more restless than before. The police officers who maintain order are about to wear their hats, and sure enough, wherever Henson Joe goes, it will cause turmoil!

Henson walked to the fans with his trademark smile and raised his arms. At this time, no one would jump out to question him, and no one would dare to look down on the Pacers.

The pleasure of standing on top of the world made Henson addicted!

As a result, Henson pulled his throat, right among the fans, yelling out three sentences that will be very important in the history of the Pacers in the future.

"Let the entire league tremble! Let our opponents be afraid! Let those who look down on us go to hell!"

After that, the fans became more crazy, and the pressure on the police officers who maintained order at the airport soared. At this time they must have hated Henson Joe just like those reporters before.

Seeing the fans cheering with Henson, Herbert seemed to suddenly understand something.

No matter how big Chris Paul is, no matter how broad Bird's network is. But that Chinese man is the real king of Indianapolis!

Luxury tax? How hard is it to spend some luxury tax on Henson's lineup?

Henson’s message to Herbert was very clear: everything has just begun! As long as my work can be supported, the championship will come again!