The vindictive Drexler has always held a grudge in his heart, and now he can finally vent his anger!

Drexler was actually a little worried when he first saw Barkley parachute into Los Santos.

I'm afraid that my Western Conference championship status will not be guaranteed.

Danzi: The overall runner-up is the overall runner-up, and there is no need to talk about the Western Conference championship.

But now seeing Shai and Barkley playing like this in the preseason, Drexler is relieved.

He is still convinced that his only opponent is Danzi!

Everyone else is just ants.

Tomorrow, we will catch all Barkley and Shay!

When Shay sees Drexler's face now, he will have a physical reaction just like seeing Heath's long legs.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s the physiological reaction of nausea and vomiting!

That bitter feeling in the mouth came to Shay's heart again.

He really doesn't want to lose to this Mediterranean anymore, and he doesn't want to add more wins to Drexler.

So Shay picked up the phone and prepared to call Barkley.

Let’s have a good chat about the distribution of ball rights.

If Feizhu doesn't want to solve this problem, Shay has to convince others to help him solve it!

Little did he know that as soon as Shay got close to the phone, the phone rang.

When Shay picked it up, it was Barkley!

"Hey man, are you home now?"

"Here, what's going on?"

"I have a bottle of good wine here, and I'd like to have a drink with you."

"Drinking? Tomorrow is the opening game, Charles. You don't want to be chased and beaten by Drexler, do you?"

"What happened to the opening match? You wait at home, I will be there in ten minutes!"

After that, Buckley hung up the phone.

Sure enough, more than ten minutes later, Shay's doorbell rang.

Shay opened the door and found Buckley standing at the door holding a bottle of red wine and waved to Shay.

After entering the house, Buckley looked around like he was catching a thief: "

Let me take a good look and see if you have any women in your house, eh? What's this on the dinner table? Dear Jenny, for dear Shay?"

Buckley picked up a razor packaging box on the table, and suddenly his eyes widened:

"Dear Jenny, damn, Shay, you are so vicious, you won't let go of the boss's daughter!

I just said, no matter how handsome I am, I still can't attract Jenny Bass's attention. It turns out that you made the first move.

You kid, you are acting like a dog every day, you can’t even tell~"

Shay quickly grabbed the razor from Buckley's hand. You are really a pig and can't spit out ivory!

How come my pure friendship with Aunt Jenny is called so dirty?

"What's the matter? You won't really come to me for a drink!? Go home and sleep if you have nothing to do!"

"I really just came to you for a drink, but just now

Have you watched the TV show?"

Buckley said, glancing at the TV that was on at Shay's house.

"Looked at it."

"Then did you hear what Drexler said?"

"uh-huh."

"Damn! Don't you think that little bitch is very weak!?

What does it mean that we lack the experience to win?

You can forget it, but when I was playing in the conference finals, Drexler was still sitting on the bench playing with his nose!

Damn it, who does he think he is?"

Shay looked at the indignant Buckley, the corner of his mouth twitching.

What do you mean I forget it?

Are you really sure you are here to win me over!?

However, at least when it comes to hating Drexler, Shea and Barkley are in unparalleled agreement.

Drexler always spoke with an inexplicable arrogance.

What "even if I don't win the championship, it won't affect my current achievements."

Last season, he said that Shea was "not a challenger yet."

Drexler is different from Jordan. Jordan scolds you and humiliates you directly.

But Drexler always puts on a condescending air, first praising you falsely, and then criticizing others objectively.

This attitude made both Shea and Barkley very unhappy.

As soon as Barkley saw Shay's expression, he knew they had something in common.

So he put down his drink and sat on the sofa at Shay's house.

A big dent suddenly appeared on Shay's sofa, which was under unprecedented pressure.

"Listen Shay, I'm not some idiot with big limbs and a simple mind, nor am I just a reckless ball hog.

There is indeed a problem with our distribution of ball rights. I'm just used to the feeling of having the ball in my hands, and I haven't changed it for a while.

But for now, in this team, you may still have to completely control the ball.

In tomorrow's game, I will give you all the balls.

I'm going to run that damn off-ball thing that West is talking about.

But you'd better really let us win.

If I give you the ball and we still can't win, then we have to do it my fucking way from now on!

Don't blame it when the time comes. If you do, blame yourself for not being promising."

Barkley's expression was serious, which caught Shay off guard.

Unexpectedly, Barkley actually took the initiative to talk to me about winning!

Originally, Shay wanted to find Barkley to solve the problem, but he didn't expect Barkley to come to the door himself.

Sure enough, humans and animals can communicate!

Shay sat next to Barkley and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Give me the ball tomorrow and we'll shoot down the plane together!"

"Hahaha, otherwise we two brothers would have bad tempers.

Come, grab a cup and drink to our historic first step!

I think it has to be like this from now on. You have the final say on training matters, and I have the final say on competition matters.

If I, Feizhu, tell me to give you the ball, who dares to disobey?"

Shay stood up speechlessly and brought two goblets. The ball was always for me when you were away!

The wine was poured, and their glasses touched together lightly.

It's okay to take a sip once in a while.

"For victory!"

"For the sake of the concubine!"

Even the pig is a perfect match!

November 6th is the day of the opening game of the 1992-93 NBA season.

Lakers fans poured into the arena early, and in China, as soon as the live broadcast started, people heard Director Zhang shouting:

"Lakers championship!"

Director Zhang is now a pure lake sweetheart, and he is very biased when commentating on games.

Those who didn't know better thought he had a bit of a role in the Lakers.

But in fact, this is not Zhang's case. Because of Shea's relationship, domestic fans basically regard the Lakers as the home team.

For those who don’t know, they think the Lakers are the Chinese team in the NBA.

At the Western Conference Forum, countless fans also held up signs with the words "Championship" written on them.
To be continued...