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Chapter 215 You Can Spray Your Own Team, But Other Fans Can't! (2 More, Please Subscribe)

Some things are just weirdly unreasonable.

For example, just as Riley was praying in his heart for Zhou Yan to come back quickly, there were footsteps in the player tunnel.

Because of this coincidence, even though Riley longed for Zhou Yan's return as soon as possible in his heart, when Zhou Yan really came out of the player tunnel, Riley's subconscious reaction was not ecstatic, but bewildered .

In all fairness, although he is a Christian, he never expected that Jesus would really help mortals solve their problems. If God really listened to his appeal, Zhou Yan's downturn should not have lasted for three quarters.

Of course, if the entire Spurs team prayed in reverse, that would be a different story.

"Zhou Yan?"

"Ah? What kind of reaction is this?"

Zhou Yanxin said that if I stand in front of everyone, my identity will still be questioned? Could it be that someone else took my body and came here to continue to cause "410" chaos?

But having said that, it seems that there is no problem with the performance of the first three quarters.

Riley finally recovered.

Yes, the person in front of me is none other than Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan’s Zhou Zhou Yan’s Yan, Zhou Yan is standing opposite, Zhou Yan is really back, there will be no fakes!!

"God! God really heard me! Thank God, Zhou! Finally back! Finally back!"

Riley threw himself on Zhou Yan and hugged him by just a little bit.

Zhou Yan nodded contentedly.

This is a normal reaction!

The other players were obviously shocked too, and this shock and doubt quickly swept through the entire arena.

The stadium soon became noisy, and more and more people saw the returning Zhou Yan.

"what's going on??"

"Did you really go to the toilet?"

"Then just sprayed a lot of it, so why bother with it? Anyway, Zhou Yan can't hear it!"

"I've never seen a person who escaped from the battle and can reverse it. Is this called conscience discovery?!"

There was finally light in Tony Bruce's eyes.

"I knew it! I knew it! MD What did I say! What did I say?! I said Zhou Yan would never run away, I said he would definitely come back! Right?!

But no one paid any attention to Tony, and the audience continued to make their own guesses.

"Hmph! So what if you come back?! It might be even worse to lose!"

"Those who are not of our race must have a different heart. Seeing that Mo Ning has just recovered from the backwardness, Zhou Yan is back and continues to destroy!"

"Cut, it's better to be a deserter. How can you catch up with 23 points in the final quarter! I have watched football for so many years and I have never seen a 20-point chase in the final quarter!"

Doubt turned to nameless anger again.

Miami fans even skipped the "joy" stage.

"How could it be...how...how..."

Tony stared blankly at the ugly faces of the people around him.

Listen to those irrational attacks and abuse.

Why?

Why do people get scolded as deserters when they leave, but now they come back to prove that they are not deserters and still get scolded?

What exactly does the audience want?

Tony didn't know, he just felt powerless.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why Zhou Yan was so indifferent when he revealed his identity as a fan when he first met Zhou Yan.

How much pain did the phrase "I'm not happy in Miami" bear?

The major clubs in the NBA are closely related to the culture of the city where the club is located.

As the old saying goes, a son never thinks his mother is ugly, and a son never thinks his family is poor.

It has long been recognized that hometown fans do not boo their hometown team, let alone their hometown players.

So basketball, so football, so football, so baseball...

That's true, or should be, of almost every game.

"When the whole world criticizes you, this will always be your home, and parents and fans will always be your strongest backing."

Tony Bruce lived in Atlanta and grew up in Atlanta. Except for the essence of human movies in the history of the Eagles, there have not been any All-Star starting-level stars.

The Eagles' record has never been good. What is worse than the poor record is the team's almost transparent presence in the league.

Even if other players have poor records, there will always be glorious moments in the past 30 or 40 years, and there will be memories that can be remembered by Everbright fans, when people mention a team with a poor record. At least I can say the last sentence——ah, I remember the XX team a few years ago

Eagles don't.

The significance of the Eagles' existence in the league seems to be to maintain a balance between the East and the West.

The pattern here does not refer to the strength of the record, but the number of teams.

Even the local Atlanta fans often joke that the hometown team is just a filling team. …

But Atlanta fans never boo their home team.

Even if the Hawks once rotted to the bottom of the league, it is hard to find 10 wins throughout the season. The team's leader for a long time was a marginal figure who averaged less than 20 points per game.

"My family, even if they play badly, I won't complain, because they are willing to come here to play, and every night and every game to do their best is a gift in itself.

Am I going to take the initiative to recognize my neighbor as my father just because my house is not as glamorous as the neighbor’s house?

Don't even think about it! Even though all human beings love Michael Jordan, even if we will spare no effort to cheer for Zhou Yan, when their team plays against the Hawks, I will always only support the Hawks!

You want to ask me why? Crap! Because the Eagles are not the Miami Eagles, not the Los Angeles Hawks, or the Chicago Hawks, it's the Atlanta Hawks, and I'm from Atlanta!

I was born in Atlanta and grew up in Atlanta. The team’s record is not good. I can grow up with it. I can wait patiently and do a lot of things within my power. The whole world can call the Eagles bad but we can’t!”

Miamians never seem to get it.

The verbal criticism from the spectators was huge, and Zhou Yan certainly heard those ugly words.

But he just smiled lightly.

I'm sorry because I don't care, but because... I'm used to it.

The team culture has been developed for decades, and it cannot be changed overnight.

Perhaps when Zhou Yan led the Heat to the final victory, the Miami people would have a thousand and ten thousand reasons to justify their ugly words and deeds.

Only at this moment, no one realized that it was their rudeness and arrogance that drove Zhou Yan away.

Zhou Yan has an idea.

After the game, there was some talk.

Of course, there is only one thing to do next, and that is to play well in the fourth quarter.

"Actually, I still... like this kind of feeling and the atmosphere, but it's a pity that it's in Miami, it's a pity that it's in the American Airlines Center arena."

Just as Riley was about to speak, the referee's whistle sounded.

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his arms.

Everyone saw the action.

"...

After the exhalation is the inhalation.

Zhou Yan seemed to want to inhale the whole world into his lungs. .