Not Wasting a Single Second

Link had never really liked Green, but now he despised the guy even more.

After all, even when Green used to trash-talk, he targeted other people, and Link could just watch the show.

But now that the gun was pointed at him, Link finally understood what real pain felt like.

Green was somewhat like Lance Stephenson during his final two seasons with the Pacers.

If you were his teammate, you would like him. If you were his opponent, you would hate him to death—maybe even wish you could kill him.

No, Green was an even bigger asshole than Stephenson, because not even all of his teammates necessarily liked him...

Fortunately, Link no longer had to swallow his anger.

He had held it in for two weeks. Today, he would finally be set free.

That afternoon, before the Grizzlies' game against the Heat began, Link arrived at the practice facility early.

There had originally been a small promotional event with 2K Company at noon, but Link had asked Austin to postpone it until tomorrow.

"You're the spokesperson for NBA 2K15, and your girlfriend is the sole host of NBA 2KTV. Do you know how difficult it was to postpone this event?" Although Austin had sorted everything out for Link, a lecture was unavoidable.

"I know, but everything I have came from what I earned on the basketball court. If I lose, having all the endorsements in the world won't mean a thing. Help me out just this once, Jeff. At least for today, I don't want any distractions." Link smiled apologetically. With his return game imminent, he truly had no mind for commercial events.

"You can't postpone it again tomorrow. We already made an agreement with them." Austin shook his head. Once Link set his mind on something, no one could