"I can't believe it! I can't believe it!"
Wallace was like a trapped animal, holding his head and pacing back and forth in disbelief, repeating the same sentence over and over again. In this way, he expressed his anger and distress. The injured The expression was accusing Aldon of being ruthless, but at this time Aldon was unable to empathize.
"What on earth do you mean? If you hadn't kept me, I wouldn't be here! Have you forgotten? You begged me to stay in the first place! And now you are blaming me? This is what you think Is this? Is this what you really think in your mind? Am I just a parasite who is greedy for comfort and pleasure? Alton-damn-Smith!"
"Do you still remember? I took so many scapegoats for you before. I even entered a juvenile detention center and even left a criminal record. This ensured that you could keep a clean resume. All of this was done for your sake. A bright future, otherwise, do you think you can become a first-round pick? Do you think you can enjoy all this now? Do you think you can still enter college and become a professional player? Don't think that you can take all of it now that you are successful. Erase all the past!"
Wallace's facial expression became more and more ferocious, as if his entire soul had been distorted. Those ugly and vicious words seeped out bit by bit from the depths of his soul, completely tearing the relationship between the two people apart. Guoguo's interests and harms began to stab Ardon without any reservation.
But Aldon remained indifferent. It was only now that he finally understood and truly understood his life. The things hidden behind the fog finally became clear, good and bad, positive and negative. , things gradually became clear.
Looking at Wallace in front of him, Aldon seemed to be looking at his former self, so familiar yet so strange.
"Don't make it sound like you're doing it all for me! You're not, I know, and you know it yourself, you're not!" Aldon finally saw through Wallace. They are both selfish guys, with all their calculations and schemes. It's all for myself.
It is true that they are still close friends and they still dedicated their youth to each other. Without Wallace, there would be no Aldon today. Similarly, without Aldon, there would be no current Wallace. From this perspective, they It was really suitable to be friends, but now Aldon has begun to grow up, so the two of them are walking at a different pace, and things are different.
He will not abandon Wallace, because their bond is too deep, and those past and friendship cannot be easily severed with a few words; but that does not mean that he will let Wallace affect his life. Now, he finally understood the meaning of Lu Ke's original words.
Wallace was stung by Aldon's words again, and jumped up on the spot, "What did you say? Damn God, if you have the guts, tell me again!"
But faced with Wallace's nonsense, Aldon had enough. He waved his hands repeatedly to stop him, "I've had enough of these meaningless arguments. I don't want to drive you away. I have no such intention. You are right. Without you, I would not be who I am now. You enjoy the part you deserve, and I will not interfere, but you should stop dictating my career!"
"When I was training like a dog on the training field, when I was reciting the playbook like a nerd, when I was standing on the field and being knocked dizzy like a bullfight, you weren't there, you didn't know what happened to me. What, you don’t even know what rugby is about! So, shut your mouth, otherwise, we won’t even be friends!”
It was said, it was finally said, Aldon finally mustered up the courage to make a decision. He thought it would be very difficult - it was indeed not easy, but in fact, it was easier than imagined. After saying it, Aldon felt as if his shackles had been released, and his whole person relaxed.
"Alton Smith? Are you serious!" But obviously, Wallace was not ready to compromise, and his whole face turned down, "What do you think I am? A beggar? Or a parasite? That's it. Do you want money to send me away? You black **** better tell me clearly that I am your friend, and I am the only person in the entire alliance who thinks about you wholeheartedly!"
"Then you should shut up!" Aldon's voice also rose and he shouted at Wallace, "Yes, you heard me, you should shut up!"
Wallace had never seen such an Aldon before, and his monstrous anger completely burst out without reservation.
"You never know, there is no personal meaning without a team! Do you think I can beat those teams just by relying on me? Can I prove that I am invincible? I can earn the highest salary in the league No? No, without a team, I am nothing! Indeed, this is a professional league, and in the final analysis, we all need to plan for ourselves, but if there is no team, no calculation will exist!"
"You will never understand how much Patrick and Bambi paid for me. Do you know that they sacrificed their time to help me learn the playbook? Do you know how much energy they spent to help me return to the team? Do you know how much they put in to win while standing on the court? No, you don’t know, you just sit at home and talk about what a great genius I am, but now this genius is about to fall!"
"You will never understand how much sweat and effort I have put in to say goodbye to alcohol and return to the game! Alcohol does not make me relax, but allows me to escape! Escape from training! Escape from pressure! Escape from responsibility! I thought, I I am a genius, I can easily win without having to work hard at anything! But that’s not the case! The professional league is full of geniuses, and a little slack on my part may be the beginning of being eliminated at any time!”
"You never know, the whole league is treating me like a joke right now. I'm a genius, but there are tons of geniuses in this league! No one except San Francisco wants a guy who starts having off-court problems in his third year. Haunted genius, have you seen Randy Moss? That is the greatest talent in the history of the league for 100 years. Have you seen what happened to him? Have you seen his ending? I even saw his heel. Can’t touch it!”
"Without Patrick, I can start, so what? You don't know how important Patrick is to our defensive team, and you don't know what Patrick has done for the team while dragging his leg, and you don't even know about Patrick's injury. I may never be able to return to the game due to illness, and what happened to Patrick may happen to me. If I still insist on going my own way, if I still think that I am the most important, when I am injured, what do you think? How will I be treated?"
"The treatment on the TV just now? It was still the cold treatment that no one paid attention to! Remember? When I came out of the nursing home, you were the only one at the door of the hospital. Damn God, you were the only one! So, tell me now, what is it? Is the team more important or the individual more important?”
"There is no team! What am I? Who do I count? How should I prove myself? Yes, everyone needs to think about their own interests, but before that, I need to think about the team first! Super Bowl, understand ? Victory, understand? I need their support to win! Do you think I can win with just me? Ah? Is it possible? I can’t, or can you tell me how to do it? "
Wallace tried to say something, but was completely unable to withstand Aldon's storm. He muttered a few syllables but still couldn't organize them. In the end, he could only look at Aldon with dumbfounded eyes. , so strange and so terrifying, my brain completely shut down and I couldn't make any sound.
Aldon looked at Wallace like this, but he didn't expect him to understand at all, because even he himself had to learn lessons again and again - bloody lessons before he could understand.
Say goodbye to alcohol and get back on the court.
This road is really too difficult, testing his mental will every moment. If he neglects it even a little bit, he will want to return to the embrace of alcohol and anesthetize his nerves - even at this moment, Seeing Willis's condition, he couldn't help but want to drink and evade his responsibilities, but he couldn't and didn't dare, because he knew that one relaxation might become an eternal farewell, and he might never see him again. Can't get back on the field.
He doesn't want to be a fallen genius.
The most important thing is that he still loves football and he still loves winning. God, how much he misses the feeling of fighting side by side with his teammates, not fighting alone, but fighting side by side. He needs to return to the game. Only by standing there can he find his own value, not in alcohol or in a mansion. Here, not with Wallace.
Wallace is not helping him. Perhaps, Wallace is the most important part of his life, and he can never let go of it easily; but Wallace is not an integral part of his career, and Wallace is preventing him from doing so. His career was like a slow poison that eroded away his talents and abilities bit by bit.
He needs to be independent.
Staring at Wallace in front of him, Aldon's brain was sober as never before. His emotions calmed down again, and he said calmly but firmly, "AJ, I'm going to train. This is my decision." It was not a question, but a question. Notify the decision.
After saying that, Aldon walked around Wallace and strode toward the courtyard outside.
Wallace's brain couldn't turn around anymore. He couldn't even think carefully. The chaotic thoughts filled his head like a mess. In the end, he didn't know what to do, so he used it again. The trump card, "If you leave now, then I will turn around and leave!"
Should I choose the team or Wallace?
