Champion Creed-Chapter 1004 - 326: For the dearest and most beloved Michael Jordan and LeBron James (asking for monthly votes!)

The fog of San Francisco, when admired from afar, always leaves everyone in awe of the beauty and grandeur of nature combined with modern architecture.

Especially the half-sea, half-fog spectacle formed with the Golden Gate Bridge, which deeply shocked Roger the first time he saw it, deciding during his stint with the Warriors not to buy a helicopter for commuting.

This kind of beauty is stunning when viewed from afar, but when you actually drive onto the foggy Golden Gate Bridge, any pleasant impressions are instantly wiped away.

Roger was currently stuck on the Golden Gate Bridge, surrounded by thick fog and clogged cars, unable to see anything else. Immersed in it, Roger felt none of the joy one gets from admiring the scenery, just irritation and endless waiting.

It wasn’t even peak rush hour; an excellent player naturally knows how to travel outside peak times.

Roger didn’t understand why there was still traffic after avoiding rush hour. Sitting in the backseat, he looked at the blanket of white outside the window and impatiently complained, "What the damn hell is happening with this bridge again?"

The trainer and driver Joe Abunassar didn’t respond, just turned on the car radio.

As expected, Roger found the answer in the news on the car radio.

"Good morning, San Francisco. If you’re currently watching the view of the Golden Gate Bridge from afar, it’s going to be one of the most unforgettable sights of your life. But if you’re stuck on the Golden Gate Bridge, then you might have to wait patiently. Reportedly, a few young people have turned off their cars and parked them on the bridge, occupying all lanes, then unfurled banners reading ’Add a Third Gender Option to Official Documents.’ The incident is currently under processing; police have intervened, but it might take some time to resume traffic."

After figuring out the reason for the traffic jam, Roger sighed.

Damn, feeling that rich and pure sense of freedom so early in the morning.

He just wished the team would move sooner, not because he disliked the old Oakland Arena, or the huge gap between Oakland and San Francisco. He simply wanted to work somewhere closer to home; commuting between the two cities every day was just too painful.

Even Joe Abunassar, who was driving in the front, was baffled by the news from the radio: "What’s up with the young people these days? You’re either a woman or a man, what the fuck is a third gender?"

Roger calmly replied, "Then you tell me, the son of Magic with that tall and robust figure but only likes wearing skirts, playing with dolls, and luxury handbags, is he a man or a woman?"

"This... hey, are you saying that kid’s not really gay, is he? I was hoping for another Magic."

At this time, it was still nine years until EJ publicly came out, so Roger, who already knew the answer, could only shrug, "Anything’s possible, Old Joe."

"Roger, why don’t you buy a helicopter?"

"Shut up, it’s better to keep talking about Magic’s son."

The two chatted on and off, and Roger had gotten used to the random incidents popping up on the Golden Gate Bridge.

Today was a group of so-called third-gender individuals with banners; last week it was someone jumping off the bridge, the week before that, a car crash caused by a police chase.

Now Roger finally understood why disaster movie directors hated this damn bridge so much; they had certainly all been stuck on it.

Next, the radio started broadcasting sports news, with the host describing last night’s Warriors game as the "start of an immortal season."

"I know, you might think such a description is a bit exaggerated, but I’m sure Roger will create his first immortal season in Oakland. Last season, the Detroit Pistons were the toughest team to beat in the league, and we all saw how the San Antonio Spurs dominated the West, yet in the finals, the Spurs were swept by the Pistons Gentlemen, which shows the Pistons were a level stronger than the team that ruled the West. But last night’s game, Roger led the Warriors to suppress and beat the reigning champion Pistons throughout the game. The Pistons players didn’t underperform, and no one on the Warriors suddenly exploded. Last night’s matchup was a true reflection of the real power of both teams under normal conditions. If they can suppress and beat the league’s toughest team, they can defeat any other team in the league. Yes, Roger made a historic 56 wins in Oakland last season, leading a starting lineup made up of two rookies to the division semifinals, but that’s not the limit for Roger in Oakland. We all know what his goal is, and this season might be the time to achieve it."

This news gave Roger and Joe Abunassar a new topic.

"Roger, what do you think about Amare this season?"

"He’s doing great, Dikembe taught him a lot of practical things."

"Like what?"

"Like giving Big Ben five new bruises last night."

"Uh... that is quite practical. Unfortunately, tonight, the Cleveland Cavaliers will steal all the spotlight of the new season."

When talking about the Cleveland Cavaliers, Roger’s eyes clearly glistened, showing more interest than in any previous topic: "Of course, Old Joe, after tonight, the Cleveland Cavaliers will become the most talked-about team, which is why I’m heading to New York today to make my commentary debut! "

That’s right, Roger would only train until noon before leaving, then cross the entire United States to New York to participate in tonight’s Knicks vs. Cavaliers game commentary as a guest commentator.