activa-t Chapter 824 Came And Conquered
Chapter 824 Came And Conquered
Chapter 824 Came And Conquered
The short film on the big screen is over.
The sonorous and exciting music gradually weakened, and the piano sound of "ding ding dong dong" rang out cheerfully. The coach and teammates retreated to the sidelines, leaving Zhao Ke alone in the center of the field to accept the cheers of the fans...
The lights of Madison Square Garden came on one after another, and the tycoons standing on the sidelines gradually appeared:
Michael Jordan, Isaiah Thomas, Alan Houston, Stephen Marbury, David West, Allen Iverson, Dikembe Mutombo, Tracy McGrady, Vince Carter, Wang Zhizhi, Yao Bi, Ekinian...
This is the first time in the history of the NBA that a player has retired his jersey early. It is a big day for Zhao Ke. All old friends are here!
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the auditorium, and then the fans all screamed. This movement seemed to be more exciting than watching Zhao Ke take off his clothes before!
Zhao Ke turned his head and saw that it was Scarlett Johansson wearing a black evening dress and holding a microphone, walking towards him slowly.
Fans generally don't care what the stunner wears, they focus on what she reveals, such as the deep Mariana Trench, such as the beautiful back that is as clean as jade, such as the long white and plump legs...
This girl, I'm afraid she knew she was going to be a guest host!
Why didn't you say it yesterday?
Zhao Ke bent down with a smile and opened his arms.
Scarlett Johansson came over, put her left hand on Zhao Ke's shoulder, wrapped her right hand holding the microphone around his neck, turned her head, and kissed Zhao Ke's cheek lightly...
Madison Square Garden suddenly heard a scream with a strong sour smell:
Let go of that soup bag and let me do it!
Zhao Ke patted Scarlett's fragrant shoulders, took a step back, and handed over the stage to this stunner who fascinated the entire Mi Li family.
"As a New Yorker, this is a difficult time, a time of regret, a time of joy, a time of sadness and hope..."
"Madison Square Garden's home and away scoreboards are filled with the name of a man for whom two championship banners fly high on the dome and two Larry O'Brien Cups are placed in the Knicks glory case!"
"His name is, Zhao Ke!"
"This is why you and I can stand here and cheer, or cry..."
"Years just go by, and heroes always get old. This day has finally come. The No. 18 jersey of the New York Knicks has created too many legends. Now, it is tired and needs to return to the dome of Madison Square Garden, guarding it quietly, waiting for the next legend..."
"James, it's your turn!"
Scarlett Johansson hands the microphone to a surreptitious James Dolan.
Fittingly, the entire arena erupted in earth-shattering boos.
James Dolan raised the microphone to his mouth several times, and put it down again, his face was full of embarrassment, he couldn't speak at all with such a loud boo.
After waiting for a while, the boos showed no signs of abating. It seemed that the New York fans didn't want to hear his nonsense anymore.
James Dolan gritted his teeth and raised the microphone again, regardless of boos or not.
"Zhao Ke, I'm sorry. The New York Knicks owe you an apology, although it's too late."
Zhao Ke walked over and gently hugged the short fat man's shoulder:
Forget it, don't mention it.
Seeing this scene, the boos of the fans gradually stopped.
"Zhao Ke, thank you!"
This sentence, James Dolan spoke Chinese, Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows, this fat man's accent is not bad!
"Because of Zhao Ke's two years of hard work in the Knicks, although I have been enjoying unparalleled curses and boos as the worst owner in the NBA in the past 16 years, I am still the most successful owner in the long 72-year history of the New York Knicks. After all, we won and defended the championship, and the key to it-Zhao Ke was dug by me!"
Everyone didn't know whether to boo or laugh at this shameless fat man, and the stadium fell into an eerie silence for a while.
Fortunately, James Dolan has self-knowledge, and he is very satisfied if the fans don't boo.
Time to end.
"Now, let us hang Zhao Ke's great No. 18 jersey on the dome of Madison Square Garden, and the glory of the champion and celebrity will be with him!"
Accompanied by the rhythm of "We Are the Champions" and the shouts of the fans, a huge No. 18 jersey rose from behind them...
On the top of the number, "Zhao Ke" is written in Chinese, and below the number, "[-] AD to [-] AD" is also written in Chinese.
This is the tenth jersey retired by the New York Knicks, and it's accompanied by:
Number 10, Walter Fraser.
No. 12, Dick Barnett.
Number 15, Earl Monroe.
No. 15, Dick McGuire.
No. 19, Willis Reed.
22, Dave Debusschere.
No. 24, Bill Bradley.
33, Patrick Ewing.
613, Rhett Holzman.
Now, under the banner of the four championships, ten retired jerseys are fluttering in the wind, and Zhao Ke and the great "red head" Holzman occupy the C position.
As James Dolan said, Zhao Ke’s two years in the New York Knicks were worth 70 years of waiting...
Scarlett Johansson handed over the microphone to Ke Zhao.
Zhao Ke held the microphone and didn't intend to speak. He just raised his head and looked at the dome quietly.
The fans shouted together:
"Zhao Ke! Zhao Ke! Zhao Ke..."
Zhao Ke was unmoved, and still held his head high, motionless, looking down at the world like an emperor.
Scarlett Johansson was secretly anxious, based on her understanding of Zhao Ke, this stubborn donkey might be about to play like a moth again!
The point is, this is live broadcast across the United States, and it is Zhao Ke's first farewell tour in the true sense!
They kindly gave you a farewell show, is it really okay for you to hold it like this?
If this messes up, what happens next?
Will any team respond?
The fans also sensed that something was wrong, and the shouting gradually decreased until it was completely silent, and the audience was completely silent.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Ke's face, he still held his head high, and he couldn't see any panic at all.
There was a radiance of confidence and perseverance on his face, as if there was a little bit of it, holy?
Zhao Ke put the microphone to his mouth, slowly raised his right hand above his head, and then slowly clenched into a fist, roaring word by word:
"Madison Square Garden, I've been there, I've seen, I've conquered!"
Accompanied by the last word, Zhao Ke shook his fist fiercely, turned around and returned the microphone to Scarlett Johansson.
Is this over?
The latter is dumbfounded, and there is such an operation?
The silence continued for three seconds, and suddenly, like a thunderbolt on the ground, the fans suddenly exploded!
"MVP! MVP! MVP..."
Come on in Wuhan! Go China!
(End of this chapter)