At 37, his body finally couldn’t hold up anymore.
After such a major injury, there would definitely be a cliff-like decline.
Without Malone Bucks, the situation was even worse.
In Portland, they were completely no match for the Trail Blazers.
With Gan Guoyang back in the lineup, the Trail Blazers easily handled their opponents.
121:91, a 30-point victory.
When the ga ended, Gan Guoyang shook hands briefly with the Bucks players.
He turned around and asked assistant coach Shalov, "Who are all these players?"
Most of the Bucks lineup was people he didn’t recognize at all.
The NBA’s turnover rate was extrely fast, and the players familiar from the 80s were leaving.
Those with so fa could still get a retirent ceremony to notify everyone.
So who weren’t well-known just disappeared silently from the league.
In the past, when Gan Guoyang prepared for a ga, he would always seriously study the opponent’s roster.
He used to pin the schedule on his locker and adjust his rhythm depending on the opponent.
Over ti, Gan Guoyang no longer looked at the opponent’s na list, as he didn’t know many of them.
He didn’t even glance at the schedule; he just played whoever, whenever.
Because Gan Guoyang’s true opponent was only himself.
His health, his ntality, his own condition.
He didn’t care how the opponents targeted him.
Shalov said, "They’re all so new players who just joined the league, like... like that guy, Jon Barry, old Barry’s son."
"Oh? Old Barry’s son, he’s in the league now. He didn’t get much chance today."
"He played a bit during garbage ti; I heard he has another son preparing to enter the league too."
"With basketball genes, but they’re mostly diluted."
The NBA has always seen heroic fathers with screw-up sons, while ordinary fathers have sons that beco stars.
After all, many superstars’ extraordinary talents co from genetic mutations, considered ’heaven-sent.’
It’s too difficult to replicate such talents across two generations.
After stopping their losing streak, the Trail Blazers went to Los Angeles for an away ga, then experienced an overti battle in Seattle and Denver.
It wasn’t until December 20th, when the team hosted the Golden State Warriors again, that the Trail Blazers finally welcod Sabonis’s return.
At that ti, the Trail Blazers had a record of 15 wins and 6 losses, ranking second in the Western Conference after the Phoenix Suns.
Despite a team full of injuries, under Gan Guoyang’s leadership, the Trail Blazers still achieved a steady record.
Two of those losses happened when Gan Guoyang didn’t play, being absent due to personal reasons.
His ability to carry the team in the regular season was evident.
Beelman even joked, "As long as Ah Gan is here, I could randomly grab four people off the street and make the playoffs with him."
Tonight, against the Warriors, Gan Youwei found his son and said, "Get a ticket; I want to watch the ga live."
Gan Guoyang called the Trail Blazers’ ticket office, and they promptly sent a front-row ticket.
"What’s up, Dad, are you a Warriors fan?"
"I’m in San Francisco; sotis I go to watch their gas, and they’re pretty good."
"They changed coaches this year, playing well; winning or losing aside, they’re entertaining."
"Lots of scoring, it’s more enjoyable to watch."
Hearing his father say this, Gan Guoyang felt quite happy inside.
This ti, after moving to Portland, Gan Youwei didn’t clam up about returning to San Francisco after just a few days.
He also didn’t stay in the small attic room, instead moving into the comfortable big room Gan Guoyang arranged for him.
He no longer cooked at ho, as there were housekeepers, and he started to relax.
Every day, he practiced Tai Chi, cultivated flowers, read newspapers, and played with his grandchildren.
The rest of his ti was spent watching basketball gas, both on TV and live.
Gan Guoyang thought, his father probably realized so things from the death of his old uncle.
The old uncle worked hard all his life, honestly not enjoying much.
Worked all his life and passed away suddenly, it’s a pity.
Gan Youwei had a son like Gan Guoyang and was already well-off.
With so much ti left in his life, he might as well enjoy his grandchildren and spend more ti with family.
He went through many hardships and twists in the first half of his life, and after arriving in a foreign country, finally experienced a different life.
It’s ti to enjoy it properly.
That evening, Gan Youwei was seated behind the Trail Blazers’ bench.
It wasn’t his first ti at the Rose Garden watching his son’s gas.
He would always attend important gas in the past.
But this was the first ti Gan Youwei actively went to the court to watch.
Gan Guoyang inexplicably felt motivated, as if he needed to perform well in front of his father.
Before the ga started, Spree wanted to give Gan Guoyang a fist bump.
Last ga, he was really humbled by Gan Guoyang’s 34 points in a single quarter.
However, when Gan Guoyang saw Spree, his eyes were blank.
As if saying, Who are you? Fist bump with ?
Spree was a bit embarrassed; Ah Gan hadn’t rembered him at all.
Mu Lin ca over to introduce, "This is Spreewell, the guy who tried to guard you last ga."
Upon hearing Spreewell, Gan Guoyang rembered, oh, that wild guy.
This guy hadn’t left his cornrows; it was a simple short black hair, so Gan Guoyang didn’t recognize him.
"Oh, it’s you. Hello. Good luck tonight."
Gan Guoyang fist-bumped Spreewell.
Spreewell felt a sense of recognition.
A true strong player disregards everything.
Skin color, race, nationality, none of it matters.
Against the Warriors tonight, Gan Guoyang once again put on a stellar performance.
Because the Warriors, under Old Nelson’s coaching, genuinely did not defend.
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