On December 1st, the League announced the month’s "Player of the Month" and "Rookie of the Month" for the first month of the season.
Compared to "Player of the Month," external dia paid more attention to November’s Eastern Conference "Rookie of the Month."
To so extent, this would determine who the leading candidate for "Rookie of the Year" was.
Eventually, Indiana received good news, as Su Wan was nad the Eastern Conference’s "Rookie of the Month." This ant the dia was currently leaning towards him as this season’s "Rookie of the Year." ESPN believed that Su Wan’s performance in his first ga after joining the Pacers significantly boosted his chances, impacting the final decision.
Bobcats dia and Okafor were very dissatisfied with the results. Okafor even openly stated, "I don’t think I am inferior to him, so I cannot accept this outco."
Su Wan did not respond to Okafor’s comnts, and the public did not focus on this issue.
Because...
The Pacers’ first ga in December was an away ga against the Los Angeles Clippers, who had just defeated the Cavaliers.
Everyone was eager to see what the outco would be when Su Wan led the team alone against the Los Angeles Clippers!
"LeBron highly praised the Clippers’ core player, Elton, who scored 30 points in the previous ga. Will the Pacers do anything special to target him in this match?"
"Of course, but I can’t tell you that!"
"Do you have confidence in winning this ga?"
"We are confident in winning any ga. That’s our current state."
...
After the interview was over, young O’Neal was chatting with Reggie Miller in the locker room, seemingly telling a joke. Miller hadn’t even started laughing before he burst out laughing.
His mood was excellent. — The League had just revised the number of his suspension gas from 25 to 15. This ant he could rejoin the team in late December.
Artest looked envious and asked Su Wan, "Do you think the League might revise my case too?"
Su Wan said, "You really should watch more news and see how many dia outlets are reporting your incident with the fans. I think after seeing that, you won’t have any more doubts!"
The "Beast" was imdiately disheartened.
"Compared to that, are you still going to wait for us in the locker room today?" Su Wan asked.
In the last match, Artest was waiting in the locker room.
Clearly, he wanted to be there to cheer for the team, but his timid nature feared facing the fans’ wild jeering.
He didn’t have the courage to face it all.
Artest said helplessly, "Uncle, I can’t help it, I’m just not ready yet!"
Su Wan replied, "Ron, another opportunity to help the team is right in front of you. Are you sure you want to wait in the locker room?"
Artest suddenly beca interested.
Su Wan asked, "I heard that you and Elton are good buddies?"
Artest nodded; this wasn’t a secret. Back in high school, he, Brand, and Odom were known as the "New York Three Musketeers." Kwa Brown’s high school trio blatantly copied them!
"If you disrupt him from the sidelines, it should work well, right?" Su Wan’s expression was like a sly fox.
Artest’s eyes changed from confused to bright.
He probably understood what Su Wan ant by "help the team." He imdiately patted his chest and said, "Done deal, brother!"
Still not reassured, Su Wan taught him a few more tricks. Artest chuckled nervously, "Elton won’t sever ties with , right?"
As it approached ga ti, Rick Carlisle saw Artest following the team into the players’ tunnel. His surprise was evident. He instinctively glanced at Su Wan and the other Pacers players.
Aside from Su Wan, they all seed surprised.
Clearly, Su Wan knew that Artest would co to the venue.
How did he manage it?
Rick Carlisle knew exactly what Artest’s inner demons were, but he just couldn’t help him overco them.
However, Su Wan, who had been there for less than a week, first willingly brought Artest back to the training field and beca his sparring partner, and now he had helped him overco his psychological pressure and agree to stay with the team.
Could he really be so kind of "Special Agent"?
Brand and Artest were actually on good terms. Before the ga began, Brand found Artest and talked with him for a long ti. Artest, deeply moved, grasped his hand, "Bro, thank you, you understand my situation. I’m touched, so you’ll forgive for whatever I do in a bit, right?"
"Of course!" Brand replied without a second’s hesitation, mainly because he didn’t understand what Artest ant by that...
What do you an ’whatever I do in a bit, you’ll forgive ’?
I didn’t see any news about you being reinstated.
Could the team really openly defy the League and let you play forcibly?
Since you can’t play...
What can you even do?
Brand didn’t understand, but now he was playing the role of "Understanding Big Brother," so he instantly answered Artest’s question:
No problem!
Then...
The ga officially began.
Clippers got the first possession.
Just as Brand was positioning to receive the ball under the basket, he heard Artest’s voice from the sideline, "Just don’t let him go right, don’t jump if he turns, just block him upfront, his left hand is no good!"
Brand turned around and was t with a "Nick Young" face: Wait, bro, I offered warmth, are you stabbing in the back?
Unfortunately for him, he really didn’t make the basket against Harrison.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Artest, with exaggerated laughter, had Brand both angry and annoyed.
Sotis, mockery from others isn’t a big deal, but it’s fatal when it cos from your own scathing friend.
Brand was thrown off his ga, and Su Wan made a breakthrough under the basket drawing a defensive foul from him.
After making both free throws, Artest continued to shout from the sidelines, "Elton, why are you afraid to take the ball now? Are you scared? This is why the loves letters you sent out keep getting returned."
Damn it!
This ti, Artest was referring to the ti in high school when Brand had his love letters torn up and sent back by the girl he liked.
Not only were their Pacers teammates laughing, but even the Clippers on the court were laughing.
Out of sheer frustration, Brand forcefully demanded the ball and turned to back attack Harrison.
This ti Harrison held his ground well. No matter how hard Brand tried, he couldn’t advance an inch, and a figure swept past him, snatching the ball from his hands:
Su Wan!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha~"
Artest’s mocking laughter reached Brand’s ears again, and now he didn’t want to play anymore, he wanted to fight!
Su Wan scored another basket and turned his head to look at Artest on the sideline.
Wow, truly despicable!
These were the tricks he had taught Artest, but he never expected Artest to use them so effectively.
It was just...
Forget about Brand, even Su Wan felt like kicking him again.
A reporter who had just interviewed Su Wan was dumbfounded; he could never have anticipated that the Pacers’ special tactics against Brand would turn out like this...
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