"Guys! What's wrong with you? Pull yourselves together. The sun will rise as usual, and tomorrow will still come. Don't dwell on the past—bring your best selves into the present." Kobe rallied everyone at midcourt. Everyone could see the team's exhaustion, but that was no reason to lose.
"Kobe, you need to understand. Winning and losing are both common in the NBA. If the team isn't in good shape, there's no need to force yourselves to fight for victory with exhausted bodies. The risk of injury is too high."
"Every moment, every game. As long as I'm on the court, I'll fight with everything I have to win, whether it's preseason, an exhibition game, the regular season, or the playoffs. Life is short, so cherish every game. You have to understand that being able to step onto the court is not something to take for granted. God gave you talent, so bring it onto the court. Life is full of unknowns. If one day I can never play again, I hope I'll be able to tell future generations about every game I played."
"Hey, Kobe. You seem a little off." O'Neal noticed something strange in Kobe's expression.
"I vaguely saw that, in another world, I could never play basketball again. Tens of millions mourned for it, in arenas and in their homes. I wanted to tell you all not to be sad. I'm very happy in that other world. I'll enjoy every basketball game. I'll find Gigi again. I'll make my legend shine even brighter."
"I hope that one day, the world will be filled with people who enjoy life as much as I do. They give their all every moment. They never give up on their dreams. They aren't afraid of failure; they embrace challenges. I played basketball like