
"And the New Orleans Hornets are advancing to the second round!"
Jason Kidd congratulated all the Hornets players until he finally got to up and coming point guard Chris Paul.
"Chris, you better win that championship before it's too late." Jason said. He gave Chris a pat on the back as he backed away.
"Hey Jason!" Chris yelled. Jason turn around. "Don't give up."
Jason gave a forced smile as he waved Chris good bye. He bowed his head down and walked into the tunnel.
***
Inside the Mavericks locker room, Jason Kidd, Dirk Nowitzki and Mark Cuban sat together in the corner.
"I'm tired. Tired of losing." Jason shouted in frustration. He threw his towel down in anger.
"Hey Jason. No one said winning was going to be easy." Dirk responded.
"C'mon Jase." Mark said. He stood up and gave Jason a pat on the back.
"I've played more minutes in the league than Shaq and Mutombo and I'm still chasing that ring." Jason cried out. His eyes started to tear as he hid his face in his hands.
"Hey Jason, we're on this same team too." Dirk said calmly.
"Jase. Jase... Look at me." Mark signaled. Jason looked up. "If I don't build a championship team this offseason and we're not considered legitimate contenders by All-Star break, I'll trade you to a contender or I'll buy you out."
"I can't accept that." Jason responded.
"We won't hold it personally against you. You lead the league right now in career minutes... You deserve to win that ring."
"Thanks Mark."