"You're not even the best player on your team," that devilish voice appeared again in O'Neal's head. Annoyed, O'Neal guzzled down a gulp of champagne and the voice vanished completely.
O'Neal shook his head, nope, couldn't drink anymore.
If he kept going, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the 5-foot-5, 36D lady tonight.
Drinking just the right amount often had the added effect of being able to go into overtime, but if he went overboard, he might not even be able to get into fighting shape.
After the championship celebration ended, as previously arranged, Roger organized a party at the villa he rented.
The reason for not going to nightclubs was that Roger didn't want to go to such places only to drink juice.
It's probably the troubles of winning a championship too young.
In addition to teammates, Cindy Crawford and her friends attended the party.
In that moment, without a doubt, Roger's status within the team rose.
