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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!

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Finally, Roger simply stretched his hand through the gap between Ewing and Mason and out of the encirclement. At that moment, all four bodies began to plummet.

Before he hit the ground, Roger flicked the ball toward the basket. Ewing immediately turned in midair to block the shot, but he was a step too late.

The ball that was tossed up swished through the net as the game clock ran out. Surrounded by three players, Roger still managed to sink the ball steadily, tying the score just before halftime!

After the successful shot, Roger pumped his fist forcefully and then turned towards the Knicks' bench, "Trying to force me to pass the ball, huh? Pat, I've told you before, you benchwarmers will never understand the codes we superstars live by!"

Steve Jones, just like the New York fans, covered his head with his hands, "Oh my God, that incredible layup was like something Michael Jordan would pull off!"