Since he was 7 years old, he had been doing this until he retired at 40. Basketball was a part of his body; that feeling might degrade, but it would never disappear.
With that undiminished part of the feeling, he was confident he could take down this rookie in front of him.
"Let's start, we'll play with 5 balls! Whoever scores 5 first, wins, no alternating possessions."
Jordan, feeling more confident after warming up, said.
"Who goes first?" Su Wan asked.
"The respect you have, that's really all there is to it," Michael Jordan wanted the ball but was too embarrassed to say it outright, once again speaking with sarcasm.
Su Wan had intended to give Jordan the ball to avoid being accused of bullying an old man, but now he didn't feel like giving the concession anymore: "On the court, I don't need to respect anyone." — Su Wan's attitude had softened, but Jordan's continuous scorn made him realize this guy really wasn't going to speak nicely.
As if you respected me off the court.
