Because only such a super team can compete with Roger, from a utilitarian perspective, LBJ's choice is understandable.
Equally calm was Roger, who whistled and applauded LBJ's decision, as he had awaited the backdrop of his dreams.
"Roger, there's nothing to celebrate about," Brandon Roy shook his head, "If their locker room doesn't explode, then the Los Angeles Lakers are definitely a tough opponent."
"Don't worry, Brandon, it's just a team made up of losers; negative numbers added to any negative number are still negative."
Brandon Roy glanced at Roger and found that Roger's face was even filled with anticipation.
He seemed never to care what his opponents became because he was filled with absolute confidence in himself.
You could say it's arrogance, but for a player with 11 rings, arrogance is his privilege.
Brandon Roy took a deep breath; he wasn't Roger, he didn't have that much confidence.
He only knew that this summer he had to work twice as hard.
