Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters Chapter 746 746 500 Person in the Mirror2

Chapter 746: Chapter 500: Person in the Mirror_2 Chapter 746: Chapter 500: Person in the Mirror_2 For Durant, the ideal state was to beco the K in OK.

O was still a dominant force, but he wanted people to realize that without K’s help, O would achieve nothing.

And this was paradoxical from the start.

Because Yu Fei had already won four championships before Durant arrived.

The legendary monunt was erected long ago, inscribed with “unparalleled,” and Durant’s arrival, leading to the SuperSonics’ back-to-back championships, did not awaken people’s consciousness.

In the eyes of the outsiders, this was not a story of a superstar shining star helping a famous superstar succeed.

It was a fairy tale about a superstar turning decay into magic, leading a promising newcor to overco all difficulties, achieving success, and keeping a team on the verge of relocation.

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Now, these fairy tales had evolved further into a myth belonging to Yu Fei alone.

If things had continued as before, Durant could still accept his contributions becoming part of the myth, but Tyronn Lue’s inflexible strategy of having Yu Fei as the main ball-handler truly hurt his tactical status and control over the ball.

Durant erupted because of this.

Looking back, he didn’t feel he was wrong.

It’s just that a bookish boy shouldn’t have rebelled against his coach like a defiant teen.

So, when Lue returned to the locker room, Durant took the initiative to stand up and apologize to him.

“Tyronn, I apologize for what happened tonight,” Durant said, “I shouldn’t have said those words, you know, I was just too anxious, I…”

Lue appeared indifferent, waved his hand, and said, “No need to explain, I get you. It’s no big deal. Everyone gets fired up on the court, it’s okay once it’s out!”

At this point, other teammates joined in.

“That’s right,” Chris Bosh tried to play the peacemaker, “It’s just a little episode. We have to keep moving forward.”

But for people loyal to Yu Fei like Kwa Brown, there was a different opinion: “You still owe Frye an apology.”

Brown’s aggressive defense of his master triggered Durant’s mories.

Yu Fei’s words “I don’t need him tonight” still echoed in his mind, the chill almost negating his contributions over the past few years.

More chilling was that no one on the spot objected, and Lue subbed him out without a second word.

All these phenona undoubtedly showed how fitting Yu Fei’s new nickna “The Boss” was.

“Don’t you think you should apologize, Kevin?” Brown said, “Coach was dissatisfied with your performance, and you dragged Frye into it? I’d like to know what Frye had to do with the situation at the ti? Why did you say that?”

Anthony Morrow chid in, “Indeed, Frye had nothing to do with what happened at that ti.”

Larry Hughes, who had been watching the drama unfold, couldn’t help but joking to Little O, “Things are really entertaining around here.”

“The best part hasn’t even started yet.” Little O was keeping an eye on the locker room door, hoping that Yu Fei would be the next to enter.

Yu Fei didn’t make him wait long.

A minute later, Yu Fei entered, followed by Lin Kaiwen and Lawson.

Durant took the initiative to step forward, saying, “I apologize for what happened tonight.”

Yu Fei asked with a smile, “Apologize? What for?”

Even though Yu Fei was no longer as fearso at that mont, Durant still imagined that behind that smiling face lay an alien ready to kill at any mont.

“I said so emotional words to the coach,” Durant said carefully, “I’ve already apologized to him, and I feel I should also apologize to you because my words unjustly involved you…”

Many of Yu Fei’s detractors said that today’s Durant was just like Yu soone back in 2001.

But Yu Fei could swear on his chest that he would never present himself so humbly before Jordan.

“You were supposed to apologize to Tyronn, and I’m glad you did. It shows you were just out of control, not insane,” Yu Fei said jokingly, “But apologize to ? No need.”

Yu Fei said indifferently.

This left Durant at a loss for words. He thought Yu Fei would gratefully accept his apology and then put the matter behind them.

But he said “No need.” What did that an? Was he not accepting it, or did he think the apology lacked sincerity?

“You don’t have to apologize to because you were right,” Yu Fei declared boldly, “I can do things you can’t do. I can make mistakes you can’t make. I have privileges you don’t have. This is the SuperSonics. Rember my words, you play on a team ruled by my autocracy.”

Yu Fei laid out the bleak reality on the table for Durant to accept: “The sooner you see this, the better it will be for you.”

“Of course, you can continue to challenge like tonight,” Yu Fei said, “You know I will accept the challenge.”

It wasn’t just Durant who heard Yu Fei’s words; other players and coaches did too.

But when Yu Fei ntioned “autocracy,” everyone pretended not to hear it.

Little O pretentiously entered the shower, and Brown also wanted to go since his earlier suggestion for Durant to apologize now seed like a bad idea.

Yu Fei didn’t need an apology from Durant.

He had extre confidence in his dominion, and only those lacking security needed to gaslight those around them continuously.

For a long ti, Durant had lived in the mirror.

The person in the mirror lived a perfect life, contracted by Nike for a hefty sum, regarded as the future’s hope, champion in his rookie season, steadily progressing thereafter, and now the right-hand man to Yu Fei. He was approachable, amiable, dia-friendly, kind to teammates, virtually devoid of the repelling arrogance and egotism commonly found in modern superstars.