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Champion Creed

I was not a perfect person, not an easy teammate to get along with, and I could not even be considered a good person at all. However, no one in this world could deny that I was the greatest basketball player, not even God!

Grove Street Brothers · Sport
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144: Each Own Future (Requesting monthly votes!)

Roger and O'Neal enjoyed their champagne in the locker room, smoking cigars and dressed in ice-blue championship jackets, their feet resting on the championship trophies as they got photographed by reporters on site.

Without a doubt, this image would be on the front pages of major newspapers the next day.

Meanwhile, players from the SuperSonics were already being interviewed.

Gary Payton's eyes were red, as he insisted that it was shampoo getting into his eyes while showering.

"Gary, do you doubt yourself? I mean, this round of the finals was undoubtedly a very, very thorough defeat."

"This is sports, this is basketball. Sometimes you succeed, sometimes you fail, and doubting yourself is utterly pointless. If you win, great, you wake up the next day and start the journey anew. If you lose, it's terrible, but you still have to wake up and start over. I'm not going to waste time doubting myself, I just control what I can control, and I'll keep pushing."