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Above the big screen, footage of Wilkins participating in the slam dunk contest appeared.
His dunk battle with Michael Jordan was a hundred tis more explosive than Aaron Gordon VS Zach LaVine in the 21st century.
Back then, the dunk contest wasn’t a place for idle talk to gain popularity; people genuinely wanted to see who was better.
Wilkins watched as the young number 21 repeatedly slamd the ball into the hoop with various exaggerated moves, lifting the slam dunk contest trophy in triumph, even outshining Michael Jordan.
When Wilkins held the trophy, the comntator delivered the classic line, “Today, the sky’s the limit!”
Afterward, a highlight reel of Dominique Wilkins began to play on the big screen.
The focus of the reel was on the legendary yet tragic ga of his career, the 1988 East semi-finals Ga 7.
The battle for survival, Boston Garden, the most explosive small forward at the ti versus the most skillful small forward at the ti.
He and Bird went head-to-head nurous tis, inflicting damage on each other.
Wilkins scored a total of 47 points, while Bird scored 20 points in the fourth quarter alone.
The two left behind countless unforgettable monts, including another classic comntary line: “You are witnessing everything the word ‘great’ stands for!”
To this day, 47 points remains the record for the highest single-ga scoring in a Ga 7 of the playoffs.
Last season’s epic Eastern Conference Ga 7 showdown between Roger and Jordan saw Roger only tying the 47-point record, not surpassing it.
Of course, the outco was heartbreaking.
Dominique Wilkins, despite scoring 47 points, lost the ga, with the Boston Celtics extending their glory by stepping over the fallen Hawks.
And that was the furthest the “movie essence” had gone in the playoffs.
Wilkins trembled; the decisive battle with Bird felt like it was just yesterday, and he could still feel how annoyingly glaring that green was.
After the reel ended, the big screen displayed the words “Thank you Dom, welco ho.”
At that mont, the entire crowd stood up, applauded, and chanted, “Thank You, Dom, welco ho.”
The lights ca back on throughout the arena, and Wilkins was already in tears.
Just those few minutes seed as though 15 years of ti had passed before his eyes in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, regret, anger, fervor, and passion all seed to have been left behind.
Wilkins covered his face; he had no idea the Hawks had prepared this tribute for him at ho.
It was Magic’s last ga in Atlanta for the season, as well as the last ti Wilkins would play in Atlanta in his career, and the Hawks acted as if they knew it was his last season.
Indeed, how would they know?
He had never talked about it with anyone else.
He only ntioned it to Roger yesterday.
While Wilkins was puzzled, a strong hand gripped his shoulder:
“Don’t cry, Dom.
Do you see?
You’re a true legend.
People recognize your efforts, your hard work, and your brilliance hasn’t been buried.
And your career is just one ring away from perfection.
Hang in there; you’ll get it.
The 1988 incident won’t happen again.
Because this ti, the bastard who can score 20 points in a quarter is right by your side.”
Roger believed this boost would keep Wilkins’ spirits up until the end of the season.
The mont he was recharged, Wilkins leaned on Roger’s shoulder, like Jordan did in his feverish state.
Countless photographers pressed their shutters, capturing the mont forever.
People couldn’t foresee the value of that mont, not until it beca a mory.
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