138: Doug Raichur, the only king of Sartmento

With a dripping sound, the referee blew the whistle to continue the game. Suddenly, nine people from both teams began to run continuously in the narrow half. Rachel followed Robert Horry tightly. Even though the Spurs set three or four layers of cover for him, Rachel directly squeezed the cover away. Although the movements were a bit rude and suspected of fouling, the referee would not blow the whistle at this time because he did not want to be the protagonist at this time. At this time, the protagonist can only be a player on the court.

Bang, Rachel hit someone again, but she didn't even hit her. She looked closely and saw that it was Tim Duncan. No wonder she couldn't hit her. At this time, Bruce Bowen, who served on the outside, took a look at the blocked gap of Rachel and quickly passed the ball to Robert Horry outside the three-point line. Seeing this, Rachel ignored it and exerted force, pushed Tim Duncan away directly, then took a big step, jumped high, spread her terrifying arms, and slapped at Robert Horry who was shooting ~!

Suddenly, Robert Horry felt a shadow falling from the sky and covering his whole body. A thought of committing a foul flashed in his mind, but he found that Rachel's hands were straight and had no flaws.

Robert Horry, who had already taken off, quickly returned to his calm. As a big heart player, he knew what he should do now!

Hula! This is the sound of the last contact between the basketball and the fingers. It is very soft and smooth!

After the basketball flew away from the palm of his hand, Robert Horry breathed a sigh of relief because he felt that he had a good grasp of the timing and feel of the move. After landing, he kept his habitual movements and watched the basketball into the basket, his eyes were quite peaceful!

But soon, a look of horror appeared on his face. Because he didn't expect that Rachel's finger could actually touch the basketball. You must know that the arc he could shoot was very high!

Roar! Rachel in the air roared, and with a force on her arm, a bang sounded, and the basketball changed its track and flew in the opposite direction...

Robert Horry hurriedly chased back, but it was useless, because the whistle at the end of the game had already sounded, and the red light on the rebound proved that San Antonio had lost the chance to win the game!

Coax! The entire Aco Arena is immersed in the ocean of joy.

"Old man, I said I would give you a block here!" Rachel broke free from the arms of her excited teammates, rushed to the stunned Robert Ho, and roared loudly!

Robert Horry lowered his head and said speechlessly. After a moment of silence, he raised his head, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "You are the winner tonight!" After that, he gently punched Rachel in the chest and walked quickly towards the player's passage.

Doug Rachel covered his shot and was the top position of the outer circle of the three-point line...

Rachel watched Robert Horry pass by him, then beat the hammer in his chest and whistled to the sky: Doug Rachel said that victory belongs to Sartmento!

After arousing strong response from the fans, Rachel seemed to feel that there was nothing else to do, so he squeezed over to interview the reporters and teammates who were celebrating and jumped onto the technical stage quickly. In the surprised eyes of the audience, he whipped his chest while roaring: "This is my territory! This is my territory! This is Doug Rachel's territory! The Arco Arena belongs to Doug Rachel..."

"mad~~dog~~~ prince~~~~" I don't know who started the first one, but the fans in the audience began to shout Rachel's nickname, from childhood to adulthood, from scattered to consistency. In the end, more than 17,000 fans in the audience shouted this exciting nickname neatly and unanimously. Many fans even shouted the worship ceremony.

At this moment, the arrogant and domineering man standing on the technical stage was the only king of Sartmento!

"Doug Rachel said that Sartmento will return to glory!" Rachel roared again.

"Return to glory! Return to glory! Return to glory!" The fans of the Aco Arena shouted like crazy believers,

At this moment, they are full of faith.

At this moment, no one dared to question this invincible man, because he was Doug Rachel, the only king of Sartmento!

If there weren't a reporter urging me below, I think Rachel wouldn't have walked off the technical table so quickly.

"Mr. Rachel, can I interview you?" A girl in a professional suit said to Rachel with a microphone. From the marking on her microphone, we can tell that she is an espn's sideline reporter.

"Didn't you pull me off from it? Ask what you want to ask! I'll only give you three questions! Because I'm going to take a shower, my genitals are covered with sweat!" Rachel did not hide his rudeness, even if the other party was the uncrowned king - a reporter!

"Uh, what did you do in the first half? Why did you appear in the Ako Stadium in the second half?" The female reporter was obviously at a loss by Rachel's rudeness, so the first question seemed a little hasty!

"Today is the day when my brother was discharged, so I went to pick him up and when I arrived here, the game was halfway through! And now I have won, it doesn't seem important when I get here, right?"

"We saw Stojakovic chose to leave the stadium at the last moment of the fourth quarter. Do you know the reason?"

"I don't know. Maybe he decided that he could no longer help, so he left!"

"Just just now, I heard you shouting on it, 'Satmento is my territory!'. Do you think you should be the leader of this team now?" The female reporter simply went straight to the point and stopped hiding because Rachel just told her that she only gave her three chances to ask questions.

"Yes, I am the leader of Sartmento. Whether it is the players, fans or management, they have already recognized this matter. What I have to do next is to lead Sartmento back to glory!" Rachel also gave the answer with no concealment.

"May I ask..." The female reporter wanted to continue asking questions.

"Three questions are over, so I will not answer any questions you have, even if you look beautiful!" Rachel interrupted the female reporter's question in principle and turned around and walked towards the player passage.

"Can I ask you a private question?" The female reporter's voice chased after him.

After hearing this, Rachel turned around and found that the female reporter put down the microphone and walked over, "Just just now, my friend said you took some very special photos. What I want to ask is, why did you go back to take those photos?" The female reporter stood on tiptoe and left a sentence in Rachel's ear.

"What photo?" Rachel asked blankly.

"You don't know? Then forget it!" The first half of the sentence was surprised, the second half was very calm, and after that, he turned around and walked towards the other side.

"It's inexplicable!" Rachel muttered and walked quickly towards the locker room...

The interview footage of the female reporter spread through the camera and reached the live broadcast room of ESPN.

"The game is over, and tonight belongs to Doug Rachel. The name Doug Rachel will appear in the newspaper tomorrow, because Doug Rachel is fantasy tonight. Whether it is the fatal three-pointer, the desperate block, or the scene of standing on the technical stand roaring after the game, everything is like this dream, and it is like this Hollywood! Some people questioned that he was brushing data before this game, and some questioned his negative effects on Sartmento. I think through tonight, we will find that the person who said these words is a joke. Doug Rachel is the well-deserved leader of Sartmento. Yes, this kid has only been to Sartmento for more than a month." Bill Walton was not stingy with his praise for Doug Rachel, but Doug Rachel was indeed worthy of such praise tonight.

"The classic game is over, and all Suttermento fans will not forget this game, because in this game, our new leader, Doug Rachel! Fortunately, his coronation ceremony was just over my head. When he stood on the stage, I was so excited that I couldn't speak. The last time I had this feeling was when I was fifteen years old at Michael Jackson's concert. Doug Rachel gave me the same feeling as Michael Jackson, at least in basketball..." Jim, a commentator at the local sports station in Sartmento, gushed his thoughts about Doug Rachel, even though the game had ended for fifteen minutes.

"Hey, Raphael, why are you walking so fast? Are you going to buy signature shoes?" At the exit of the Arco Arena, George panted and caught up with Raphael.

"I change my mind and go home and surf the Internet first!"

"Why?"

"Because I want to go home and watch those pictures online, it's so exciting! Haha!" Raphael said with a lewd look on his face.

"Go away, because I can't suppress my passion anymore!" When George heard this, he hurriedly urged Raphael to leave quickly.

...

After Rachel returned to the locker room, she found that Stojakovic was no longer in the locker room, and she was not surprised. She took a towel and ran to take a shower. After taking a shower, she found that everyone had almost walked.

At this time, the team's assistant coach Coushi ran over and urged Rachel to attend the press conference, saying that he had been waiting for a long time. Rachel did not intend to go, but after Coushi's hard work, he reluctantly followed him.

As soon as I arrived at the scene, the flash flashed immediately. Conservatively, at least sixty or seventy reporters squatted down. As soon as I sat down, the reporters immediately stood up to ask questions-

"Mr. Rachel, Mr. Popovich just said in an interview that there was something wrong with the referee's penalty today. Your last act of pushing Duncan was already a foul. What do you think about this?"

"Satmento has won this game, and the losers have no excuses to complain, that's what I think!"

"Mr. Rachel, we just saw that you had an argument with Mr. Stojakovic when there were two seconds left in the fourth quarter, and then Mr. Stojakovic left the field directly. What was the content of your argument with him at that time?"

"I didn't argue with him. I just told him that his defense was bad, and then he left the field very well with self-knowledge. That's all!" Rachel said with a cold face.

"After the competition, we found that you jumped onto the technical platform and announced loudly that you were the boss of Sartmento. Do you think you are the boss of Sartmento now?"

"Of course." Rachel looked stubborn and arrogant!

"Just twenty minutes ago, the famous website xxx released some bold nude photos. We found that the male protagonist in the picture looks very similar to you. Have you indeed taken some such nude photos?" A white reporter with gentle eyes raised this question, and the audience was in an uproar...
Chapter completed!