The Way of Basketball: Never Talk Shit to Him!
Chapter 195 - 135: But that’s only if you can still stand up.

Chapter 195: Chapter 135: But that’s only if you can still stand up.

"Fuck off!

Bitch!

Michael Jordan, who had gone through countless major events in his lifetime, nearly lost it because of that one sentence from Su Wan and almost burst out swearing.

He knew that though Su Wan was a rookie, he was a real "thorn".

About this, one did not need to inquire deliberately; just watching the news was enough.

But he thought, Su Wan treated everyone that way, but he would treat him, at least, a bit differently.

Because...

He was "God"!

As it turned out, he was terribly wrong.

This rookie didn’t care who was standing in front of him; as long as he was annoyed, he’d retort with the most venomous and heart-stabbing words.

But Jordan didn’t even know what he had done to upset this rookie...

"Nowadays, rookies really have no manners!" Michael Jordan gritted his teeth.

Su Wan laughed, a mocking laugh, "Are you planning to make another comeback to teach us rookies a lesson? I look forward to you wearing an NBA jersey again, but I’m not sure if there are any teams willing to foot the bill like the Wizards did, or maybe Nike should buy a team for you, just call it Team Nike Jordan."

Wow~

The staff nearby were "flabbergasted."

Su Wan wasn’t like this with them just now, his tone was as warm as the boy next door, the kind that made you irresistibly want to fall in love.

They all thought that what the media said was false.

How come when facing Michael Jordan, he suddenly switched to "combat mode"?—They didn’t think there was anything wrong with what Jordan said. Because in their subconscious, Jordan could talk like that.

Jordan had dominated the era they had witnessed.

He had become the undisputed "God"!

But...

The "Super Nova" of the new generation did not have much reverence for the "God of the old era."

Michael Jordan talked down to him, made him uncomfortable, so of course, he needed to find an angle to make Michael uncomfortable.

Peak Jordan had virtually no weak points on the court.

But the ill-omened Jordan in his later years, oh, there was plenty of fun there! freёNovelFire.com

Just the reason for his second comeback alone was enough to be teased.

Originally intending to show the new generation of superstars the "Might of the God," instead of seeing the "Might of the God," they saw a middle-aged man desperately floundering to make the playoffs in the Eastern Conference for two consecutive years.

And those two years, the Eastern Conference was so weak, yet still, couldn’t make the playoffs...

Michael Jordan also felt this:

This rookie had no respect for him.

This ignited his strong desire to conquer, at any time; his competitive spirit would not allow, in the basketball circle, to have such a rookie disrespect him, "It seems, I need to properly teach you what ’respect’ means!"

"Kwame Brown respected you, right? Yet, he became the NBA’s biggest bust," Su Wan calmly retorted.

Shit!

Jordan randomly pointed at a staff member, "Go, get me a set of training clothes."

The staff member went off, petrified.

The scene fell silent. Throughout the wait, Michael Jordan did not say a single word to Su Wan, just coldly staring at him with those brown eyes.

This reminded Su Wan of Kobe.

Indeed, the first and second-best point guards in NBA history.

"I’m still a bit surprised, Michael," Su Wan said as Jordan remained silent, "I thought you would tell me about the six Championship stories."

Michael Jordan: "..."

He almost did, but then he remembered that Su Wan was the first person after Magic Johnson to lift the Finals MVP Trophy in his rookie season.

And it took him eight years to win his first Championship Trophy.

This was a clear counter-kill.

Michael Jordan consciously did not mention this.

Just as he would never mention the playoffs to Larry Bird.

He had actually been wanting to see Su Wan’s "The zone" mode for a while.

Just never had the time.

This time he was still coming to the Nike headquarters on business, heard that Su Wan was here collecting physical data, and made a special trip.

He regretted it; had he known that this rookie was going to be so sharp-tongued towards him, he would have made a trip to Indiana when Su Wan had not yet had a championship. He could have freely flaunted his championships.

Just like how he treated Barkley.

The staff member ran back, panting, and Michael Jordan took the training clothes and changed immediately.

It must be said, Jordan’s self-control was really good; having retired over a year and a half, his physical condition still looked good.

Although he’d gotten much rounder, considering his age of 42, this roundness was normal. You can’t really compare him with someone as obsessively disciplined as Ray Allen.

And Ray Allen’s physique wasn’t comparable to Jordan’s.

Allen was "lean", while Jordan was a "heavy tank" with structure and muscle, playing the power forward position at times during his time with the Wizards, handling defensive posts without losing out in strength.

"Let’s start!" Jordan, now dressed, signaled to a staff member to throw a ball.

But Su Wan motioned for him to warm up first.

"I finally see some damn respect in you." Jordan’s tone was full of mockery, but he didn’t refuse.

This was exactly what he needed.

He hadn’t touched a ball in almost half a year.

What?

You say Jordan hasn’t touched a ball in half a year, so why insist on playing this one-on-one?

Because he is Jordan.

In matters concerning basketball, he always had this "mysterious confidence."

Let alone not touching a ball for half a year, even two years without touching a ball, he believed he could find the feel for shooting within 20 minutes.