The No.1 Anti-Fans in Basketball-Chapter 159 - 113: Anticipation_2

"Why do you treat a reporter’s ranking like it’s the ’Bible’?"

Because of the previous "Decision," Hansen grew even more disgusted with ESPN.

"Rankings are filled with personal subjective judgments. According to the NBA’s official player strength rankings, LeBron is still in the first place. Did you think his performance tonight looked like that of a number one?"

Hansen’s follow-up comment silenced the reporter.

"I don’t think our victory tonight was an upset, but if you must call it a surprise, then it’s that I didn’t expect we could play garbage time."

Hansen was arrogant, but you couldn’t refute him.

Carrell was named, and he came tonight with a mission.

"I noticed you were wearing a pair of violet shoes that you seemed never to have worn last season?"

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Dude, that was a bit too stiff!

At this moment, Hansen had already stretched out his foot to show off his flashy new shoes, and that was why he chose the seat on the far right for convenience.

"Yes, these are my first signature shoes. They’re from UA, called HS Terminator One."

If Durant were here right now, he would definitely be leaping off the bench. He just knew Hansen was initially shoving this down his throat!

But you know what? Hansen’s product placement was pretty effective, because there were reporters already taking photos.

Although most of them hadn’t yet heard that UA was making basketball shoes, the shoe design and color scheme were indeed somewhat unique.

Well, it was a style that came into being more than a decade later, with a focus on being avant-garde.

Because of Hansen, the atmosphere in the latter half of the press conference was very relaxed.

When the Grizzlies’ press conference was over and the Heat’s Big Three arrived on the scene, the ambiance immediately became tense.

The Big Three’s debut performance turned into garbage time. Even considering the need for team integration, this was still indefensible.

"We played terribly, like moldy bread fished out of slop buckets. Losing a game this way is unacceptable."

Wade looked very downcast; he was genuinely upset. All exit and entry paths blocked off, and now this opening game fiasco, what a mess.

"We failed to contain Randolph, which is a problem with the coaching staff’s tactical arrangement. The players all worked hard, but I believe things will slowly improve. This is just our first game," Spoelstra also tried to shoulder the blame.

Losing a few games isn’t a big deal. What’s important is to keep the team together.

Not to mention, this team was nearly all rookies. Their cohesion would be much harder than other teams.

Finally, the microphone was handed to James.

His poor performance tonight was there for all to see. If not for scoring some points in the first half, it might have been a repeat of last season’s Game 4 against the Celtics.

"My elbow injury is still bothering me."

Then the first thing James said made all the reporters below dumbfounded.

Wait, did Hansen predict this beforehand?

"You know, last season my elbow injury affected my performance, and afterward my team advised me to have surgery, but I chose conservative treatment instead. It acted up again during training camp."

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"Achoo!"

Hansen sneezed as he came out after his shower.

Miami in October had yet to cool down; maybe the shower water was too cold?

"Hey Hansen, when you’re back in Memphis, come visit my place!" Guy came over at that moment.

After tonight’s game, his fondness for Hansen doubled, especially after that botched play turned alley-oop. It was exhilarating.

Hansen nodded his head.

Although they had been direct competitors before, after Guy accepted a role change, that competition had virtually disappeared.

Moreover, through their interactions, he knew Guy was quite a straightforward person, and getting to know each other off the court wasn’t a bad idea.

"Great, I’ll have Ecko prepare something. It will be unforgettable."

Guy was probably talking about his wife.

Just then, Hansen’s phone rang. It was Swift calling.

After apologizing to Guy, Hansen took the call.

After the shower, he didn’t go back to the hotel but headed to the underground garage instead.

Swift waved at him from in front of a large SUV.

She seemed to have her own new car in these big cities, and each one was a different model.

Swift took Hansen for a drive on the highway.

Miami is situated by Biscayne Bay. Rolling down the windows and feeling the sea breeze was cool and comfortable.

Swift finally parked her car at a spot on the beach where there were fewer people, then put on her hat and sunglasses before getting out.

Hansen also got out of the car.

"Thank you for coming to support me tonight," Hansen said in appreciation.

"Surprised?" Swift seemed to enjoy such slightly romantic gestures.

Hansen smiled and nodded his head.

More like a shock, at least wear a Grizzlies’ number 77 jersey!

But you can’t deny it, tonight he gained a six-figure number of haters, not just from LeBron fans, but also many from Swift’s music fans.

Unintentionally, Swift had already provided him with a lot of help.

"I asked my girlfriends, and it seems like they’re not too fond of basketball players," Swift said as she walked towards the beach.

"That’s normal, don’t you find basketball players boring?" Swift had watched his training that day.

"Not at all; you’re quite interesting," Swift turned her head, the moonlight shining on her face.