NBA: My template has no limit

This is the first time Iverson has suffered such a blow since accepting Georgetown's invitation.

He walked back to the players' tunnel without saying a word, avoiding the flashing cameras and the incessant chatter of reporters behind him.

Iverson can accept defeat, but he cannot accept such an ugly defeat!

His childhood experiences did not soothe his heart; instead, they turned him into an emotionally unstable person.

A curious reporter found an angle from the side and spotted Iverson's reddened eyes.

But he was a national college star and a public figure, so when Iverson appeared at the post-game press conference, he made his comeback impeccable.

"We won't let this defeat stop us, our goals won't change, Georgetown will definitely make it to the Third Madness, to the Finals, and take that damn championship!"

"Trust us, Georgetown will return!"

The media's primary task is not to record the events themselves, but to create topics and controversies.

Reporters at the scene love players like Iverson; his emotionally driven statements always bring surprises, so they steer the conversation towards deeper questions.

"Allen, you went back to the locker room without saying a word while you were on the court. Someone thought they saw you crying. Is that true?"

"Are you crying because of Xu Feng's defense? Xu Feng completely dominated you tonight."

The reporter's sharp questions were like a needle piercing Iverson's heart, forcibly bringing back memories of games he didn't want to recall.

Iverson was somewhat annoyed, and his speech was no longer so rational. He could only use his nonchalant attitude as his last pretense.

"No, not at all. What you're saying is complete nonsense. The loss wasn't because our opponents played so well, but because we were so bad!"

We lacked effective coordination. We were strong enough, but... it was just bad luck... God... nothing was on our side.

"If they manage to make it to Madness 3 and appear on the opposite side of us again, I'll personally hand them defeat!"

Iverson's remarks were exactly what the media wanted. They chuckled to themselves with satisfaction, pondering how to craft the most attention-grabbing headline.

The same words can have different meanings when spoken by different people.

Xu Feng also expressed that his goal is to win the championship, but the media will only think that he is daydreaming, even though Xu Feng just defeated Georgetown and his three games were incredibly impressive.

They enjoy the controversy Iverson brings, but at the same time, they believe he can go that far.

He is a man with exceptional talent who is liked by most Black people, and that is enough.

Xu Feng didn't want to perform in front of the camera too much; the chaotic noise was giving him a headache. He went back to the locker room early to pack his things and prepare to return to school.

It wasn't until everyone boarded the bus that De Paul's players emerged from their dreamlike night of victory.

In those days, cell phones were almost only used for making calls and sending emails, so players with nothing to do could only study or read sports magazines under dim lights.

For Singh, studying was impossible; he excitedly held up a copy of Sports Illustrated and said:

"The Bulls are still on a winning streak. Michael Jordan is just too good. No one can beat the trio of him, Pippen, and Rodman. This year's championship will definitely belong to Chicago!"

Singler is a native Chicagoan whose family has been doing business in Chicago for generations. He loves the city, is a loyal fan of the Chicago Bulls, and is a die-hard Jordan fan.

It is undeniable that around 1996, nine out of ten players were Jordan fans, and a large number of young people are falling in love with basketball because of Jordan and will go on to become professionals.

As for Xu Feng, he wouldn't be fanatical about any particular star player.

Why does he play basketball? Xu Feng figured this out on his second day in this world.

He wants to make money!

Of course, Xu Feng also wanted to make up for the predicament of the great Eastern power in the basketball field in his previous life.

He believes that as long as one person makes a breakthrough in the NBA, the spark of hope will be passed on.

Forget about the lofty ideals, it's mainly about the hunger for money. The annual salary of any NBA starter is enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a lifetime.

Xu Feng also wanted to experience the life of the rich, living in a big mansion, driving a supercar, and continuing his hobby of playing ball, which he loved in his previous life.

How wonderful!

Xu Feng smiled slightly and said to Singh:

"Jordan will definitely win more than seventy games in the regular season this year, believe it or not."

Seeing Xu Feng's confident demeanor, Singh scratched his head in confusion, but didn't think much of it, since the Bulls were indeed powerful enough to inspire confidence.

"Seventy wins?! That's incredible! Hmm... it's not impossible, maybe they really can do it?!"

In the days following the game, news of DePaul's victory over Georgetown was widely reported across the United States, and almost every newspaper with a sports column put it on its front page.

But this time, the language used in media reports has undergone a subtle shift.

23+12+14, Xu Feng gets another triple-double! With his superb physical talent, he is happy to share the ball with his teammates. Is he too "selfless"?

—ESPN

Xu Feng, the dark horse from the East, used his powerful physique to destroy Georgetown, leaving Iverson facing an insurmountable size gap!

—USA Today

Afraid to face off? Iverson's ambition clashed with the rookie Chinese striker, resulting in a defeat due to lack of preparation and a stolen victory!

—The Philadelphia Inquirer

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There were many reports, but the tone had changed drastically from the beginning, with every word subtly mocking and belittling Xu Feng.

Even worse, some people mocked both Xu Feng and Iverson together, while praising Steve Nash, who had absolutely no connection to them!

The reports mostly focused on how Xu Feng ruthlessly overwhelmed his opponents with his body, even praising his physical abilities with statements like "Xu Feng's physique is comparable to that of Black athletes!"

Now I understand. This is not a celebration or praise for Xu Feng's victory. It is clearly an attempt to push Xu Feng to an extreme through public opinion and put him in a very difficult position!

Joey angrily tore up the newspaper that had just arrived that morning and threw it hard to the ground, the scraps of paper fluttering everywhere in the sunlight.

"A bunch of bastards! This is utter nonsense! Why are these damn media outlets trying to hurt my players?!"

Barbara ran out of the kitchen in her pajamas, hugged Joey from behind, and gently comforted him. In their more than twenty years of marriage, she had never seen Joey so angry.

"What's wrong, Joey? Calm down."

Joey's face was flushed, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

"You know Xu Feng, right? He's our team's basketball genius. He's truly the most talented and hardworking player I've ever seen. Under his leadership, DePaul's team defeated those invincible powerhouses."

"This was originally a good thing, but those stupid media outlets actually smeared him in the name of so-called 'correctness'! What a bunch of useless idiots!"

"No, I have to go talk to Xu Feng!"

Joey put on his suit and stormed out the door. He wanted to give Xu Feng justice, or at least not hurt him!