Chapter 1046: Chapter 336: Just You Wait, We’re Back!

This momentum feels exactly like this season’s Golden State Warriors.

After the regular season finale, a reporter interviewed Tom Brady: “This year, who do you think deserves to be the champion?”

Tom Brady held up two fingers: “The champion only belongs to two people, me and Roger! I just want to say, we’re back, all back!”

One is a supernova who unexpectedly missed the playoffs last season.

The other is a superstar who couldn’t continue their championship record last season.

Can they really return to the top this season?

Regarding the outcome of the 38th Super Bowl, Roger admitted that he knew nothing. After all, in his previous life, he wasn’t a football fan.

The only thing he knew about this Super Bowl was that during the halftime show with Janet Jackson and Justin Timberlake, the latter accidentally pulled off the former’s bra, causing her to be exposed on national TV for several seconds. This was probably the most memorable event of the 38th Super Bowl.

But since Tom Brady was so supportive of him, even if Roger didn’t know the final outcome, he had to back him: “That’s right, Tom and I will trade finals MVPs in June, just wait, we’re back!”

We’re back.

For other teams in the NFL and NBA, this is the most terrifying prophecy.

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The Golden State Warriors are thriving, and everyone believes the Warriors are back in the championship contention.

Meanwhile, over in Cleveland, the Cavaliers’ performance remains below expectations.

At present, the Cavaliers and the Hawks are neck and neck, with either having a chance to make the playoffs or fall out.

Michael Jordan is unhappy with the status quo, his rancor growing heavier, and he nearly loses his temper every day on the training ground.

“Carlos, if you’re going to be so soft, just go see if there’s a spot for you at the Victoria’s Secret Show!”

“Big Z, I’ve never in my life seen such an incompetent pig as you!”

“Erik, if only your jump shot could improve just a little bit, we’d have no need to compete with trash teams like the Atlanta Hawks!”

Of course, LeBron James isn’t spared from being scolded.

“Hah, you’re nowhere near Carmelo.”

“Get lost, coward, I don’t know why you even bother to pass!”

“Damn, I should have picked Dwayne Wade back then!”

“You should just go play high school basketball!”

Almost every day, in every training, the court is filled with Jordan’s chastisements.

On the last day of December, after training, Michael Jordan received a summon from Gordon Gund.

He walked into the office, sitting down casually as if he was in his own home.

The NBA rules prevent players from holding shares in a team, so before coming out of retirement, Jordan sold his shares back to Gordon Gund, and they verbally agreed that when Jordan retired, Gund would sell the shares back to him at the original price.

So, even though he’s just a player without stakes now, Michael Jordan still sees himself as the boss.

“Our team needs to change, I can’t stand playing with such a group of wimps! Damn it, with them, we can never succeed!” Michael Jordan started to complain as soon as he sat down.

“You’re right, Michael, we need to make some changes.” Gordon Gund’s expression was indifferent, anxiously tapping the table with his fingers rapidly.

“Michael, it’s like this, I think our partnership has come to an end.”

Michael Jordan thought his ears were failing him: “What the hell are you talking about?”

He was still candid, and since 1984, he was used to being an unbridled superstar adored by the world.

What happened next would tell him that he was no longer that beloved star.

“You’re right, Michael, the team needs to change, so we’ve decided to trade you.”

“Trade? I’m the team’s stake… Gordon, you wouldn’t go back on your word, would you!”

“Of course not, I know you have been playing for the Cavaliers at a very low salary to come out of retirement. So, I’ve decided to privately give you $10 million as compensation after your retirement. That way, your salary this season can be considered maxed.”

Michael Jordan could hardly believe what Gordon Gund was saying, $10 million? Do I need that $10 million? I’m here to run the team, not to beg for food!

But quickly, Michael Jordan realized this wasn’t just Gordon Gund’s decision: “Is it LeBron, that bastard!”

Gordon Gund didn’t answer, because the answer was evident.

Why did Gordon Gund let Jordan buy into the team? Because it would boost the Cavaliers’ pitiful attendance. In past years, Jordan’s notoriety was still useful.

But now, the Cavaliers’ attendance relies entirely on LeBron James, and for many, many years to come, it will depend on LeBron James.

In the end, LeBron James is the Cavaliers’ future.

Nike? Jordan’s influence is no longer enough to compete with Reebok. So they need a new king too.

Gordon Gund thought about sorting this out during the offseason, but Jordan’s excessive pressuring had caused everyone on the team to be nervous. And besides, Jordan himself wasn’t performing spectacularly either.

If that’s the case, it might be better to create some conditions for the future star to break into the playoffs.

Michael Jordan was infuriated: “I’m not your employee! I won’t accept a trade! If a trade happens, I’ll retire immediately! The team trading for me won’t get anything!”

“Sorry Michael, that’s your business. As far as I’m concerned, we can’t have LeBron getting unhappy.”

After hearing this sentence, Michael Jordan felt a chill down his spine.

The bastard he treated as a little brother, as a partner, as a friend, had actually stabbed him in the back!

He’s even more of a beast than Roger!

Michael Jordan knew he had lost, lost completely.

He stared with blood-shot eyes, looking furious, but his dry lips curled slightly.

“Someday, Gordon, something like this will happen to you too. Roger won’t let that bastard accomplish anything, you and your damn LeBron will just end up as Roger’s plaything! I wish you all the best, enjoy under Roger’s reign!

Tell LeBron, he will never achieve real success in his life!”

With that, Michael Jordan stormed out. He knew his career had ended in utter disgrace.

But suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

What if he were traded to a team that could block the Cavaliers and that bastard LeBron from making the playoffs?

Maybe, he could instead make others experience utter disgrace.