Only after Dwight Howard woke up from bed did he remember that tonight was game day. He was so anxious that he didn't dare not go directly. Instead, he quickly washed up and changed his clothes before going out.
A game can bring in hundreds of thousands of dollars in income, and if you miss a game without any reason, the team management will also impose penalties.
Although Dwight Howard slacked off in training, he was still relatively clear-headed about the game, and he knew what was important and what was important.
"Hey, Eric, drive to my house and take me to the game right now..."
Dwight Howard called his driver to urge him.
The other party responded quickly, and it was not too far from where he lived, so he arrived successfully in three minutes. Only then did Dwight Howard successfully go to the arena.
However, it was originally the evening rush hour, and the Target Center Arena was located in the downtown area. On the way, Dwight Howard and the driver were stuck in endless traffic.
"Oh! Fuck!"
"How could this happen? Damn it! If I had known, I wouldn't have dated these two girls last night..."
Dwight Howard keeps complaining.
Perhaps because he was afraid of being blamed by the team management, he also called an assistant coach with whom he had a good relationship at this time.
"Yes, I have something to delay, but I am already on my way, I promise I will be there soon..."
At the same time, on the other end of the phone, the game in the arena has begun.
The two sides were playing in the second half of the first quarter when Dwight Howard called. The assistant didn't dare to hide it and immediately told head coach Norman Thomas.
Although what Dwight Howard did seemed very unreliable, after all, the opponent was still halfway through the game, and head coach Norman Thomas did not blame him anymore.
"Let him get here quickly!"
"If you come here as soon as possible, the game isn't over yet..."
The assistant coach conveyed the words of head coach Norman Thomas to Dwight Howard.
Others in the Timberwolves quickly heard the news, and when they learned that Dwight Howard was coming on the way, their teammates were quite surprised.
"Fortunately, this guy didn't plan to just stop coming... He can still be saved!"
"Just come! This game is nothing to us, but it is different to him. This is his old club..."
"Now it seems that the reason why the Rockets wanted to trade Dwight was not without reason... But this guy is now my teammate, and I still hope that he can lead the team to defeat the opponent... .”
Zhao Feiyang, who was sitting on the team's bench, also learned that Dwight Howard was coming. Considering the opponent's recent situation, Zhao Feiyang planned to take this opportunity to communicate with the opponent in advance.
So, after saying hello to head coach Norman Thomas, he temporarily left the team bench and went to the locker room to wait.
However, this wait has been too long!
Until the first half was almost over, Dwight Howard still failed to arrive in the locker room in time.
Head coach Norman Thomas kept shaking his head at this, seemingly feeling extremely helpless. Other teammates were also speechless. They previously hoped that Dwight Howard would save their inside line, but now they no longer have any expectations.
Even Zhao Feiyang couldn't help but sigh heavily several times.
"well!"
"How can we compete in the playoffs if this is the case?"
Just when the break was about to end and the Timberwolves players immediately walked out of the locker room to start the second half of the game, Dwight Howard finally arrived belatedly.
He entered the team locker room in a hurry. After pushing the door open, he didn't even have time to say hello to his teammates. He rushed to the closet to take off his coat and change his jersey.
Zhao Feiyang's closet was not far from him. When he saw Dwight Howard finally arriving, he was about to go up and greet him, but he didn't expect that he smelled a strong smell of alcohol just as he approached Dwight Howard.
"what's the situation?"
Zhao Feiyang stopped immediately.
The same goes for other teammates. No one took the initiative to say hello to Dwight Howard. Even head coach Norman Thomas frowned again and again.
Dwight Howard himself didn't realize that something was wrong. In a daze, he changed out of his jacket and put on his team uniform. After doing all this, he calmly greeted the others.
"Hey guys, I'm not late..."
"Coach Norman, I promised I would come... Now I have fulfilled my promise... I did not lie to you..."
Seeing Zhao Feiyang standing aside, Dwight Howard was obviously a little surprised.
"Zhao, when did you come back?"
"Man, how's your injury lately? When will you come back? I've been waiting for you to come back..."
Zhao Feiyang sighed helplessly.
Seeing that everyone else ignored Dwight Howard, he hesitated but still said, "Dwight, long time no see!"
"I will be back in the next game... Man, today's game is not good for us, you should be cautious, after all, this team is different..."
"Really? Who is our opponent?"
When Dwight Howard asked this question, not to mention Zhao Feiyang, the teammates and assistants on the side couldn't help but show Nick Young's "black question mark face" expression.
"Our opponent is the Rockets."
"Oh! Team Rocket? Damn it! How could it be them? I have always wanted to fight them... Now that they are here, we must kill them today..."
Dwight Howard didn't notice anything was wrong with the atmosphere around him. After changing his clothes, he continued to adjust his hairstyle.
Even for the Rockets, he didn't care much.
Beep.
A reminder sounded in the infield, and the players in the locker room did not dare to delay any longer. Everyone walked towards the field under the leadership of head coach Norman Thomas.
Dwight Howard was also on the team. Perhaps to highlight his presence, he walked at the end.
Zhao Feiyang, who was standing in front of him, wanted to give up his position, but Dwight Howard refused to do anything.
"Hey man, I'm not racing today, you should be in front of me..."
"No, I want to make the final appearance. Do you understand that I want to make the final appearance? I believe that the fans will be amazed when I come on the stage... I don't want to hear more applause than me... ....”
Zhao Feiyang shook his head helplessly.
Everyone quickly walked out of the player tunnel.
Sure enough, when Dwight Howard walked into the fans' sight, the entire arena screamed.
This time, the momentum was quite huge. Not only the fans, but also the host and guests who were responsible for the commentary were surprised.
"Oh! Am I dazzled? Is this guy coming?"
"Yes, you read that right, this guy is indeed here! Hahaha... I thought this guy would miss the game..."
"Now that the Rockets have the lead, I wonder if Dwight can change this situation? After all, this is not only about winning or losing the game, but also about his personal honor and disgrace..."
There was an exclamation in the stadium at first, and the surprised expressions of the fans also greatly benefited Dwight Howard. However, after the exclamations passed, the fans responded with overwhelming boos.
"WTF?"
"Why boo me? Damn it!"
Dwight Howard was obviously puzzled by the sudden boos.
Especially when passing by the VIP seats, he noticed that the fans behind the VIP seats were making various gestures at him and shouting while doing so.
"Hey, poor bastard, are you here? You must have been lost in Wenrouxiang last night! You can go get the nightclub MVP!"
"Man, your partner James Harden is waiting for you. After tonight's game, he will officially invite you to go to the nightclub to indulge..."
"The older you get, the worse your skills become, and your professional attitude becomes worse and worse... It seems that you didn't learn anything in Houston, you only learned how to get drunk in nightclubs..."
Regarding the fans' angry shouts, Dwight Howard could only pretend that he didn't hear anything.
When he sat on the team bench, head coach Norman Thomas also called him over, "Dwight, since you are here, come on now!"
"You have already warmed up just now. Please move your wrist later..."
Head coach Norman Thomas warned.
Just as the team was making new arrangements, Zhao Feiyang, who was standing in front of the team's bench, also took the opportunity to observe the scoreboard on the sidelines.
You won’t know it until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it.
44 to 60.
Such a huge point difference even made Zhao Feiyang suspect that he was being blinded!
"Holy shit!"
"A 16-point difference?"
Judging from the score, it is enough to prove that the Minnesota Timberwolves did not perform well in the first half of the game. 16 points is not a small amount, and it can even be said that it is enough to determine the outcome of a game in the second half.
Zhao Feiyang took another look at the statistics of his teammates on the scoreboard. As he expected, the performance of his teammates was mediocre.
Before he left, he thought the team could hold on for a while, but he didn't expect that the team's situation would become so bad in just one quarter of the second quarter.
call out.
The referee's whistle sounded, and the second half of the two sides officially started.
The Houston Rockets also noticed the appearance of Dwight Howard. The Rockets still attach great importance to this former super center. They sent Clint Capela to guard him.
As a former teammate, Rockets core James Harden also took the initiative to say hello to Dwight Howard before serving.
"Hey, Dwight, how are you doing here?"
"Oh! Why do you smell like drunk? It seems like your life is pretty good... How about the nightclub here? Let's make a date after the game... I miss being in Houston so much The days when you went to nightclubs together..."
James Harden said.
Dwight Howard is not fully awake yet, and his mind is somewhat dazed at this time.
Faced with James Harden's initiative to greet him, he just said a few casual words and quickly walked to his position to prepare for the game.
However, even he didn't notice that his steps were a little erratic as he walked to the basket.
