James and Popovich also raised their glasses and each took a sip.
Next, the three of them just enjoyed the sunset and drank one cup after another.
After finishing a bottle of wine, all three of them were tipsy.
Wang Yi couldn't drink red wine. At this time, he only felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
But since I'm drinking with these two people, I have to do it even if I don't.
You have to drink it despite the pain.
Bobo and James drank with gusto.
After all, Wang Yi was drinking wine, while the two of them were really tasting wine.
The sunset had already set by this time.
The sky is getting dark.
A few stars appeared in the sky.
Bobo turned on a light in the living room.
There is nothing fancy about this lamp, it is just an ordinary living room ceiling lamp.
He dimmed the lights slightly, then continued to open a bottle of wine, pouring it for the two of them, and then for himself.
Finally, he leaned on the sofa and looked at the stars that had just risen through the floor-to-ceiling windows with Wang Yi James.
Bobo raised a question:
"Who do you think is the strongest player in the league today?"
James pointed at Wang Yi and said with a smile: "Old Bobo, you must be confused, right? The strongest player in the league is sitting in front of us, and you actually ask who is the strongest player?"
Wang Yi shook his head: "Bobo is talking about today's league, and now my state has not returned to 100%. In this state, I am actually not the strongest player."
Popovich also took a sip of red wine and said: "Wang, the strongest player I am talking about includes three levels: technical level, psychological level, and intellectual level."
"Before the series with you, maybe I didn't think you were the strongest player, but after these seven games, even if your body has not recovered to 100%, your skills and psychology are still there.
Combined with his intelligence, he is the strongest player in the league today."
"Look: from a technical perspective, your current technology is top-notch in the league."
"On a psychological level, I don't need to go into details about how good your psychological quality is."
"As for the intellectual level, you guys have opened my eyes this time. Looking at the entire league, in the 35 years I have been coaching, there are not many coaches who can compete with me in playing with my brain.
, and there is only one player who can compete with me, you are the only one."
Wang Yi shook his head and turned to look at James: "LeBron doesn't count?"
Popovich drank some wine, and his nose turned redder under the light.
"LeBron is indeed very good. He can also compete with me in many aspects before the game, during the game, and after the game, but he is never as thoughtful as you."
"Every action, every look, every sentence, even every word is filled with ten thousand thoughts. It's really tiring to fight with you. If you can't guard against a move, you will suffer a big loss."
Bobo paused and said, "Of course, it's also very enjoyable."
Wang Yi was a little embarrassed when his old uncle praised him to his face like this.
He glanced at James again.
"Bobo, I'm so embarrassed when you praise me like this. In fact, I'm not that good."
When Lao Bobo heard Wang Yi's words, he shook his head repeatedly.
He shrugged to James next to him and said:
"You see, it's this kind of quality called humility in their Chinese culture. He often shows this so-called modest quality, but our players and coaches don't understand their culture and always
I think this is a sign of lack of self-confidence, so I tend to be fooled by him."
James was convinced: "Yes, he has many similar cultures and qualities. For example, after our players get their first salary, they will eagerly buy luxury cars and mansions."
"Some people even couldn't wait to spend it on women after getting the first money. They spent tens of thousands of dollars in one night as their coming-of-age ceremony."
When Bobo heard this, he shook his head and said: "Dream Chase Green spent tens of thousands of dollars overnight just to pursue adult happiness. This is indeed a bit excessive. But everyone has the right to choose.
We are not in a position to comment.”
James stretched out his hand towards Wang Yi: "But look at this guy, he didn't immediately buy any fancy cars, luxury cars or watches after his salary was paid."
"It's hard to tell that he's making a lot of money."
"To this day, among all the cars he owns, only the Hornet was bought by himself. The rest were given by others."
Wang Yi took it as a matter of course: "Why should I buy it if someone gives it to me?"
James looked at Wang Yi and shook his head: "So you don't look like a billionaire at all."
Wang Yi continued: "Not only are cars given away, but houses are also given away."
Aren't his more than 230 mansions given to him by those guys for free?
Both of them burst out laughing after hearing this.
"You're going too far."
At this time, Old Bobo continued: "Back to the topic, Wang Yi is of course the strongest among active players, so can you tell me who is the strongest player in history?"
Wang Yi and James looked at each other.
"Michael."
Wang Yi took a sip of red wine: "Everyone has a different opinion among the top 5 or 3 players in history, but there is no doubt that the strongest player in history is Michael Jordan."
James looked at Wang Yi, then at Bo, and then said: "When we evaluate the strongest player in history, we have to evaluate him from three aspects: his personal honor, team performance and personal data."
"In terms of personal data, Wang Yi's average personal data per game exceeds Jordan's. What he lacks now is cumulative data. But there is nothing we can do. After all, his playing time is still very short. If he is given another 10 years,
I think every one of his cumulative statistics will surpass Jordan."
"In terms of personal honors, Wang Yi's personal honors are almost the same as Jordan's."
"In terms of team leadership performance, LeBron has led the team to win three consecutive championships twice and six championships, while Wang Yi has led the team for just over four years in total."
"So looking at it now, Wang Yi is still a little short of catching up with Michael."
"But I believe if you give him a little more time, he will definitely be the strongest player in history when he retires."
Having said this, James felt a little regretful.
From the time he was in high school, his talent amazed everyone, and everyone thought his goal was to enter the NBA and become an NBA superstar.
But in fact his ambitions were even greater.
He wants to surpass the god of basketball, become a super god, and become Theone.
After all, even the tattoo on his back is CHOSEN.1.
The Chosen Son!
But as time went by, he gradually discovered that it was so difficult to surpass Michael.
There will be countless big and small difficulties, countless people and countless things to hinder you on this road.
Apart from anything else, self-discipline alone is also very difficult.

Chapter completed!