San Francisco, June 16, 11:00 a.m. At least two million people joined the parade that day. Fans from Oakland and San Francisco flocked in after hearing the news, creating the most electric atmosphere for the Warriors' dynasty coronation.
Tatum was indeed the best forward in this rookie class, and his ceiling exceeded everyone's expectations. He had the potential to become a superstar.
"Sorry. I just felt that I should listen to my uncle, and I didn't think that much about it. But I've never forgotten everything you've done for me. Dennis, he... No matter what, I have to thank you..."
Seeing Zhang Yu's conflicted expression, Riley continued to persuade him.
Mark Tatum, who was only in charge of the NBA's global promotion business, was in no hurry to make a decision.
Zhang Yu said, "Kawhi, do you really not know why? If Dennis hadn't stirred things up and insisted on forcing my hand, why would I have traded you? You were the Warriors' core wing. Your tactical importance to the team was growing, and so was the role you played. If I hadn't been left with no choice, why would I have cut off my own arm?"
But what made Zhang Yu hesitate had never been Tatum's ability. It was Tatum's personality.
Lucky winners from across the USA and more than thirty other countries also arrived in the Bay Area in the days before the parade. The Warriors covered all their travel, accommodation, and food expenses, and even thoughtfully provided translators for the foreign fans.
Leonard sighed.
The NBA's popularity in China rose even further. Tencent was grinning from ear to ear, while other companies were also eyeing the NBA's traffic with great envy.
Of course, a trade would not be a problem. The Warriors held the first overall