Chapter 272 I Insist on Nitpicking with a Fool

Before I transversed time, the only Bell I knew was one who did mukbangs in the wild.

I had no idea there was a Raja Bell in the NBA, but I clearly remember Kobe being floored by some Phoenix player with a classic clothesline foul in certain highlights.

Bell's face matched that of the player who took Kobe down.

So, before facing off with Bell, I assumed he was a watered-down version of Bowen, a player with poor defensive skills but who played dirty. But I was wrong; Bell's defensive skills were not bad, and he played dirty—then again, how many staunch defenders don't play dirty?—yet he had never been selected for the All-Defensive Team.

My favorite joke to make at the club about Bell was, "Even I've made the All-Defensive Team, yet you're still unnoticed. This world is truly crazy."

In the past two seasons, Bell played for the Jazz, and the rebuilding Jazz gave Bell an opportunity to showcase his talent, which suited Jerry Sloan's system well.