"Damn it!" The Diesel glared furiously at the two big men, Taj Gibson and Joakim Noah, his heart filled with rage and unwillingness.
In the span of just two minutes, he had suffered setback after setback. First, Joakim Noah had snatched a rebound right over his head, then scored on a shot over him.
Afterward, he tried to get some payback on offense, only to face Joakim Noah's stubborn resistance in front of him and Taj Gibson waiting in the wing.
When he drove into Joakim Noah and went up for a layup, Taj Gibson came flying in from the side and swatted the ball away hard. Then Gibson finished a spectacular alley-oop inside.
This string of "humiliations" left The Diesel ashamed and enraged, yet aside from his anger, there was nothing he could do.
At that moment, The Diesel finally realized that he was no longer young. Perhaps it was time to leave.
At the same time, he silently made up his mind that this would be the final season of his career.
Coach Jack noticed how difficult things had been for The Diesel against those two opponents, so he decisively made a substitution, taking him out and sending rookie Andre Drummond in.
The Diesel walked back to the bench with a dejected look, sat in his chair, and held his head in both hands as if deep in thought.
At that moment, Goodwin walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, Shaq, who would've thought our Diesel would have a day like this?"
The Diesel raised his head and shot Goodwin a glare, his eyes full of displeasure and anger. But Goodwin did not mind and instead smiled. "Still, you didn't lose to those two. You lost to time."
The Diesel's expression turned even uglier upon