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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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The reporters' flashbulbs went mad, Roger and Jordan's encounter truly personified "a smile that hides a knife."

The match returned to Orlando, and Orlando's fans didn't lose faith just because their team was temporarily behind 0 to 2.

On the day of Game 3, the local atmosphere for the match in Orlando was extremely fervent.

Hours before the game started, all fans wearing ice-blue striped jerseys gathered on the streets, parading with "Repeat Champions" signs, cheering.

At the entrance to the Orlando Arena, the Magic Team even put on a paid event. They had parked an old car plastered with the Bulls' players' faces outside the stadium, next to which were placed a large hammer and a small hammer. Fans could pay to swing the hammers and smash the heads of the Bulls' players to vent their frustration—the small hammer for $40 and the large one for $80.

There was a huge turnout for this event, and soon enough, that car was battered beyond recognition, a sorry sight.