Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters-Chapter 1035 - 593 I dont know the answer to this

Chapter 1035: Chapter 593 I don’t know the answer to this question Chapter 1035: Chapter 593 I don’t know the answer to this question Clay Bennett was still an imposing brute of a man.

He had the typical image of an American father from the 1980s who supported the whole family by himself; wearing a thousand-dollar Armani suit, he seemed as out of place as Huang Bo being chased by a beauty in a TV drama.

Today was a big day for the Supersonics. The Boeing Aerospace Arena was put into use a year ahead of schedule, releasing them from Key Arena—a new chapter for them.

If today’s opponent had not been the Clippers, Bennett might have gotten some cheers.

But the visit of the Clippers awakened the Seattleites’ memories of Bennett forcing the GOAT to leave.

Thus, Bennett received the greatest humiliation a team owner could endure.

On the most important day for the Supersonics in years, the Boeing Aerospace Arena, as the “posthumous child” of the former Supersonic empire, appeared before the world, and everyone in the organization hoped today would be joyful.

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At least most people felt that way, but when Bennett walked onto the court, the booing and cursing made one completely forget what kind of day it was.

Adam Silver, the president of the NBA, was also present.

When Yu Fei saved Seattle back then, he had come here many times. At that time, the Supersonics’ relocation plan had already started. It’s safe to say that if it weren’t for the GOAT’s miraculous turnaround, Seattle might no longer have an NBA team.

On a smaller scale, it was the GOAT’s success in keeping the Supersonics in Seattle, continuing the team’s forty-year splendid history; on a larger scale, it was an unprecedented feat of reversing the will of the League single-handedly.

As a behind-the-scenes beneficiary, Bennett’s only contribution was deciding to keep the team. However, he had made this decision because the Seattle market was indeed profitable.

But how could he foolishly fall out with the person who brought him endless wealth?

Adam Silver knew that anti-monopoly regulations within the League were part of the issue, but he believed the bigger problem was Bennett’s failure to manage his relationship with the GOAT.

Therefore, he was destined to be publicly humiliated today.

The League’s scheduling group knew well the audience’s preferences. The Supersonics moving into a new arena? Then the Clippers must be arranged as the first team to play an away game at the Boeing Aerospace Arena. After all, the arena was imbued with the efforts of the GOAT; who else deserved to enjoy the “first night” at the Boeing Aerospace Arena more than him?

This arrangement directly led to Bennett being publicly humiliated.

He read from the script on the court, thanking all the guests, yet the continuous booing from the fans only filled him with strong hatred towards the fans and Yu Fei instead of joy for the new arena.

If he had not kept the Supersonics, where would Seattle have an NBA team today? If he hadn’t run around making arrangements, how could the new arena have been finished and put to use ahead of schedule?

But the fans did not appreciate him.

These people, just like the despicable Frye, thought he as an owner was worthless!

He swore to make these people regret it. But how? Force the team to tank? Ultimately, it would still harm him.

So, Bennett could only disgust the fans in other ways.

The Boeing Aerospace Arena would have no trace of the GOAT—no statues, no memorabilia, not even a tribute video. He wanted to completely erase the GOAT’s presence in Seattle, but he just forgot to erase the championship banners from the roof.

As Bennett’s humiliating speech concluded, the game was about to begin.

He grimly headed to the VIP box, only hoping that his team would perform vigorously tonight.

Before the game, Yu Fei exchanged pleasantries with his old teammates.

Roy joked, “Did you see Clay Bennett’s face?”

“Did you see it?” Yu Fei asked with a smile.

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“I’ve never seen anyone look more miserable than he did just now,” said Roy, “Thanks to you, he surely won’t sleep tonight.”

In the winter of 2014, Roy was still a competitive NBA player.

“How’s your injury?” Yu Fei knew Roy had a season of playing intermittently due to injuries, causing the Supersonics’ record to plummet.

“Not too bad.”

“Don’t push yourself,” Yu Fei said. “Take a rest when you need to.”

Then, Irving also came over to greet him.

Last season was basically Irving leading the team alone, and although it showcased his capabilities, the issue of his playstyle not single-handedly elevating the team’s performance also came to the forefront.

Realizing the hardships of being a core player, Irving had increasing respect for Yu Fei, unable to imagine how the GOAT had managed to lead them to the Western finals back then.

At their first meeting of the new season, he didn’t say much, just asked about the recent situation, then prepared to start the game.

The Clippers’ Titan lineup debuted on the regular season.

Antetokounmpo, Thompson, Yu Fei, Jokić, and Yao Ming.

This was a starting lineup with an average height of nearly 210 cm.

This was a lineup that made Clay Thompson feel like a dwarf.

All five of them stood on the court with the Clippers’ red away uniforms, and a tremendous pressure faced them.

“Being tall doesn’t mean you can play basketball, don’t fear them!” Roy shouted.

Then, Yao Ming, responsible for the jump ball, won possession for the Clippers.

Antetokounmpo took the ball, pushed forward with big strides. The Supersonics’ defense clearly underestimated him; they hadn’t expected the Greek Freak to initiate an attack after crossing half-court.