When the ball went in, the entire Madison Square Garden was shaking, and Stockton's usual poker face also smiled.

Bernard King scored 30 points. After recovering from a stress fracture, he can still average 20 points per game in the NBA.

Looking at the Knicks opposite, it is only three or four years since his era, but too many changes have already taken place.

All the players he was familiar with disappeared, and the only one he knew was Stockton.

"Hats off to Bernard King. Before Little Lou came, we could always see him scoring 30 points and 40 points to win us games!" Marv Albert shouted.

New Yorkers cheered for their old king.

Jin sighed, he was once really the king of New York City, making countless people crazy about him, making him feel that the world was in his hands, making him arrogant, and he was so proud that he refused to cooperate with Louis during the All-Starting Weekend.

He and Louis became enemies because of this, and he never imagined that Louis would soon become his coach, that he would lose a year's salary because of stupidity, and then completely change his career due to a stress fracture.

These people cheering for him are still enthusiastic.

But he's no longer a Knick.
Chapter completed!