Fly through the muddy NBA jungle. I like Kobe during the single-core lead, like an unyielding elf. I looked back at Howard Riding Buckle countless times, countless times at his drawbar and lore, and the moment he fell over his ankle. And the phrase “Do you know what Los Angeles looks like at four o’clock”, which has surfaced in my mind countless times over the years.
Kobe said: “Westbrook is playing with anger, and I think this is how I play.” For a few years, Kobe’s phrase has also become my motto, often used to motivate myself. I’m not always smooth sailing, especially when hormones are no longer flourishing, and I also need to stay angry, at least at some point telling myself that I’m not satisfied with the world, and even more dissatisfied with myself.
I gradually understand that what pushes a person to do something is not his hostility towards the world, but his deep dissatisfaction with himself. Only that kind of anger at oneself can push a person to go further. Yes, this is what Kobe told me.
Kobe doesn’t hate anyone, his anger is only for himself. Dissatisfaction with himself never stop , let him become Kobe, let him see what four o’clock in the morning in Los Angeles can not imagine. Yes, please allow me to explain to friends who do n’t watch the NBA. Kobe is hard-working. Nobody can compare it. He often starts training at four in the morning, so he asks “Have you seen Los Angeles at four?”
If anyone has given me the most inspiration and influence in the past few years, it is Kobe, who is ten years younger than me, and who has been unable to love him for 20 years.
I’m ashamed that I’m not Kobe anyway, and there is only one Kobe in the world, so I rarely see “4am in Los Angeles”, but this doesn’t prevent me from sitting down and writing this to record the moment I got up Shocked when picking up the phone. The news pop-up told me that Bryant had just died in a helicopter crash at the age of 41.
Jordan gave me the time I worshipped someone, James gave me the time I loved one person, and there was a 20-year long gap in between, which was given to me by Kobe.
These 20 years are, for me, the time to struggle or to fight or bite as a man, consistent with Kobe’s career. This is what Kobe means to me, and this is why I have been unable to convince myself to love him. When you run rampantly, despite different achievements in different fields, each Taurus is essentially your opponent. You can’t love your opponents, but they are there to motivate you to move forward.
But now, I can say that I love him. Same for Kobe, the last one of his lifeTwitter is a congratulation to James for scoring more than himself and jumping to second place in NBA history.
What a farewell!
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