"Kobe!" Before the game had even started, Reggie Miller approached Kobe with a wicked grin.
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"Ready to get locked down by the strongest shield in the league? How many points are you planning to score tonight? Twenty? Or ten? I'll bet you don't get more than twenty-five," Reggie Miller babbled.
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"Heh heh! Too scared to talk now, huh? The great Indiana Pacers will become a shadow hanging over the entire league! Whether you're a superstar or the king of basketball, once you face us, you can only become a beast waiting to be captured!"
"Oh." Kobe nodded and continued his shooting practice.
Humiliation!
Reggie Miller's blood pressure instantly shot through the roof!
Even if Reggie Miller's historical standing was nowhere near Kobe's, he had still been one of the brightest stars of the 1990s! He was Michael Jordan's main rival—at least in his own mind—and a pioneer of the league's off-ball three-point movement!
I'm this big of a deal, and you, Kobe, can't even be bothered to acknowledge me!
If this weren't Los Angeles, Reggie Miller would have loved to go over and throw two punches at Kobe!
"Alright, alright, get lost already," Bowen said, pulling away Reggie Miller, who still wanted to say something.
"Fuck! Bruce! I'm going to shoot you dead tonight! Shoot you dead!" Enemies meeting only made their eyes burn redder. Reggie Miller screamed, completely losing his composure.
"Alright, got it, got it." Bowen looked helpless. Why did this Miller guy love humiliating himself so much?
Too many players had tried to provoke Kobe. But which of them had ended well?
"Forget it, Reggie, forget it." Kidd hurriedly pulled Miller back.
Point guard had always been one of basketball's most legendary roles.
What was a point guard? The one who controlled the ball!
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