806: I'll Definitely Satisfy You

"Hey, your drool's about to drip onto the trophy!"

A loud shout jolted Link awake from his sleep.

After opening his eyes, Link anxiously looked around and discovered that he was hugging the Larry O'Brien Trophy. Only then did he let out a huge sigh of relief.

Though it was not the third championship trophy from his dream, it was still better than opening his eyes and finding absolutely nothing.

Once fully awake, Link hurriedly sucked in his drool. It really had nearly started dripping!

Randolph, who had awakened Link, simply snatched the trophy from his arms and began carefully wiping it down.

Seeing how serious Randolph was, Link could not help but grin. "I've never seen you this meticulous before."

"How could I not be meticulous? Is this thing something just anyone can have? I'm telling you, you really ought to look in a mirror. Look at yourself—what kind of NBA Finals MVP looks this sloppy?"

Link waved his hand. He did not need a mirror to know how disheveled and sleepy-eyed he looked right now.

Last night, in the locker room at the American Airlines Center, the Grizzlies players had held their usual "champagne war."

But unlike last year, Link had been nearly drunk senseless right there in the locker room.

Then they went to a nightclub, where the wild bunch mixed several kinds of alcohol together and drank them, accelerating Link's descent into drunkenness even further.

As a result, when Link woke up this morning, he did not even know how he had gotten back!

And because he had drunk so much, Link's head was splitting.

Only after asking Iguodala did Link learn that Rachel had stayed up late taking care of him after yesterday's celebration ended. If not for Rachel, Link probably would have woken up