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(Seeking monthly votes!)_2 This style, this vigor, reminded Roger of another old man who liked to jest with the Grim Reaper.
Currently, the Atlanta Braves were trailing 2 to 3 in the series against the San Diego Padres.
However, considering that the team had rallied from 0 to 3 to make it 2 to 3, Atlanta fans were still very hopeful for a miracle.
Roger rembered that a coback from 0 to 3 had happened before in baseball, which seed to be the only instance of a 0 to 3 series reversal in the big four North Arican sports leagues.
But whether it had happened this year, or whether it happened to the Braves, Roger was not so sure.
This suddenly made Roger quite excited for the ga as well.
Could it be that I’m really here to witness a miracle?
However, miracles do not work on Sundays.
The only ones that work on Sundays are oxen and horses.
Despite the fervent cheers of the Atlanta fans, and even though the roars from Turner Stadium made the floor beneath Roger tremble, the ho atmosphere being explosively good,
in the end, the Braves still lost to the Padres and were eliminated with a total score of 4 to 2.
The enthusiasm of the Atlanta fans was instantly frozen; they had wanted to enjoy a wonderful evening, but now could only watch helplessly as the Padres advanced to the finals on their ho turf.
At that mont, the reactions of the fans around him made Roger deeply understand what it ant to feel like the sky had fallen.
All the fans were in utter despair, their empty eyes fixed straight ahead.
So even held their heads and wept bitterly, sobbing uncontrollably.
A fervent female fan took off her shirt, baring her chest as she shouted, “It doesn’t matter, none of it matters!”
Outside the stadium, countless fans chanted in unison, “F**k you, refund!!!”
Ted Turner was also deeply distressed because the Braves’ loss ant that his “Triple Crown City” plan had just started and was already going down the drain.
For the whole of Atlanta, it was a disaster.
Most fans had thought that among Atlanta’s three championship-contending teams, the Braves were the most reliable.
After all, the team had won the championship in 1995 and had been a powerhouse in the league since 1990.
Yet, it was the most dependable team that had flopped.
“Damn it!” After holding it in for quite a while, Ted Turner finally spat out a word.
“That’s sports, Ted,” Roger replied.
Knowing only enough about baseball to watch and understand it, he couldn’t say where the Braves lost today.
He could only use the simplest words to console his boss.
“I understand but…
Sorry, Roger, I thought tonight would be a celebration.
Because of the last two gas, we won so beautifully.
My God, I can’t believe we’ve failed,” Ted said.
As he spoke, Ted Turner turned to look at Roger as if he were a student who knew nothing on the test, full of hope, looking to his deskmate.
Since the football team wasn’t Ted Turner’s, suddenly, Roger beca his only hope.
Indeed, it wasn’t just Ted Turner who felt this way.
As Roger left the stadium, countless fans shouted, “Roger, please, don’t let us go ho empty-handed!”
All of a sudden, the people of this baseball city were pinning their hopes on a basketball player.
And all of a sudden, the weight on Roger’s shoulders seed to beco heavier.
This is normal; when disappointed, people always seek the next emotional anchor.
Just like when the Chinese national basketball team ti after ti hit new lows of disgrace, people would think, “Where is the next Yao Ming?”
Being entrusted with great expectations by others is very fulfilling, but it’s also a lot of pressure.
Roger didn’t respond to the fans; he just quickly got in the car with Ted Turner.
However, as the car drove away, Roger stuck his hand out of the window and made a V-sign.
That was the sign of victory.
The next day, dia from other cities mocked Atlanta for their previous “Triple Crown City” slogan.
In their view, it was the laughable consequence of supre arrogance.
Triple Crown City?
Quite a bold claim.
Now, are the people of Atlanta still so bold?
Reggie Miller, the headliner for the visiting Indiana Pacers, further mocked in front of the caras, “They’ll be the No Crown City!”
Undoubtedly, such salt in the wound angered the fans of Atlanta.
That’s Reggie Miller, who, if not for Roger ssing up the tiline, could have used his talent for rubbing salt in wounds to beco mayor of New York.
And being the Hawks’ next opponent, Reggie Miller naturally wouldn’t miss any opportunity to rub salt into their wounds.
Moreover, Reggie Miller was harboring a lot of bitterness at the mont.
Because last season, the Pacers and Reggie Miller had both plumted into their darkest hour.
In the 96-97 season, due to injuries, several key rotation players of the Pacers missed a lot of gas, causing the team’s record to sink drastically.
Although the team still made the playoffs, they lacked any real competitive edge and were easily brushed aside in the first round.
That season, fans complained all year long that Reggie Miller’s renewed contract was too lavish, leaving no cap space for the team to strengthen.
Unquestionably, Reggie Miller was very disappointed.
You have to understand his feelings and contributions to Indianapolis, a city crazy for basketball.
He had poured his heart and soul into it, and now, the fans were complaining that he was paid too much?
Besides, Miller’s personal life was also running into problems.
His model wife wanted to enter the show business, so she stayed in Hollywood long-term, living separately from Miller after their marriage.
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