The Walker before Tang Tian was someone he had never seen before, but Tang Tian understood how he felt.
When someone could not even do the thing they cared about most, it truly felt as if the sky had fallen.
"Learn to accept failure. It's not like you've never failed before. Learn to accept injuries; they're something you'll find hard to avoid in the NBA. Learn to accept adjustments. If adjusting were so easy, who could guarantee that the changes it brought would definitely be good?" Tang Tian understood Walker, but what he said next was blunt.
"True strength isn't about defeating how powerful an opponent is. It's about defeating yourself, Kemba."
Walker froze for a moment, then looked up at Tang Tian.
He had known Tang Tian for a long time, but at that moment, Tang Tian did not seem like a teammate or a friend. He seemed more like Cahoon.
That was clearly the tone only someone with extensive life experience, a Basketball Godfather, would have.
Seeing Walker's expression, Tang Tian realized that the way he spoke did not quite suit an eighteen-year-old.
Still, Walker's mood had eased somewhat. Tang Tian went over and sat beside him.
"Kemba, be more patient. Change really isn't that easy, you know? The great Michael Jordan suffered a serious injury in his second season and missed more than sixty games. But after he returned, he scored sixty-three points in the Playoffs. Was that talent? Yes. But had he changed? Definitely. You have to remember, he had fractured his left foot."
Tang Tian patiently guided him, and Walker gradually calmed down.
"Do you remember what I told you before? We're definitely making the championship game, and we'll face those opponents one by one. So losing a few games during the adjustment process really