Donnie and Dute chatted with the other Raptors, but ignored Tagore.
After all, Tagore hadn't just played dirty on the court. His words had also cut deep, hitting them right where it hurt.
Seeing that the two wouldn't talk to him, Tagore could only shake his head helplessly.
Wang Yi patted Tagore on the shoulder and comforted him.
"They're still young. One day, they'll understand."
"And besides, the whole team and all the Raptors fans like you, don't they? They may hate you, but we love you to death!"
Tagore gave a bitter smile.
He understood that he was just like Mad Dog Beverley in the past.
Only his own teammates and fans liked him, while the opposing team's players and fans hated him to the core.
But just as their boss had said, let them hate him if they wanted. His Raptors teammates and the Raptors fans loved him to death.
Besides, their boss had two billion fans around the world.
Every one of his boss's fans liked him too. How many players could say that so many people around the world liked them?
At that thought, he immediately felt much better.
Once everyone had celebrated enough, Juliette, a beautiful reporter from the NBA, came over to interview Wang Yi after the game.
Wang Yi had scored his 30,000th career point, put up a game-high 76 points, and hit the game-winning shot in the final moments. It was only natural that he would be the one to give the post-game interview.
But at that moment, Wang Yi had an idea.
He said to the reporter, "I think the post-game interview should be with the whole team."
The reporter looked troubled.
The public relations staff on-site had arranged for Wang Yi to be interviewed alone.
Wang Yi told her, "Every