"Sometimes the best thing we can do is simply let go, move on and accept a reality we never planned on."
關于羅斯的消息，我一直在關注，我是一個羅斯的粉絲。記得去年夏天羅斯因為品牌活動來上海的時候，我花了好大力氣去見他一面，那時候他還會笑，球迷互動笑得很開心。為什么這么說，因為球迷都知道羅斯是個性格內斂的球員，跟大多數黑人球員的外放不一樣。典型的高調做事，低調做人，用球場的行動贏得關注。今夏羅斯也來了一次中國，當時球迷制作的關于“Love Rose"的視頻引得羅斯當場淚目。我記得那天的活動以采訪為主，主持人說了很多過往，羅斯也答了很多對于未來的期待。今夏試水自由球員對于羅斯來說并不是很成功的一次嘗試，但最后羅斯做了一個大膽的決定，以接近十分之一的身價加盟騎士，期待重振往日雄風，東山再起。
NBA是一個殘酷的地方，沒幾個人能東山再起，倒了基本就毀了。
當我看到ESPN消息說羅斯已離隊，且有可能就此終結自己的職業生涯，我呆了一會兒！那天我正好要去參加一個朋友公司舉辦的3V3籃球比賽，我跟小碳兒坐在車上，小碳兒一直在說著一些我忘了是什么，我只記得我看著窗外眼睛有些濕潤，心緒也飄回到五年前的受傷的那一幕。倒在籃下那一刻就知道，他的籃球生涯結束了。對于史上最年輕的常規賽MVP，無法用他最擅長的方法戰斗，無法驕傲的在空中閃轉騰挪，那就是end！都知道那樣的打球方式不長久，但那就是羅斯啊，即便不長久羅斯今年也才28歲啊，剛剛到達黃金年齡啊！
"Life, even in basketball, isn't fair. It certainly has not been to Rose. "自那以后，球迷都盼望羅斯改變打法，只為了能留在球場上更久。看那些拉桿上籃都成了奢侈，也讓人揪心。接二連三，大傷小傷。
一次次從傷痛中走過來，又一次次從期望變成失望，不僅身體上飽受傷病折磨，精神上更是如此。無論如何，我們必須接受現實，曾經最讓人看好，最令人期待的職業生涯已經讓很多人失望。我不敢去看那些說羅斯的新聞，不敢去想這些，因為你難以想象他是以怎樣的毅力走過來的。而再一次準備揚帆起航時，命運又開了他的玩笑。本賽季是幾年來他最抱希望的一次，騎士是一直冠軍級別的球隊，身邊有詹姆斯韋德這樣的球員，或許又是如此的期待，讓他這回心態崩潰了吧！
今天能夠來寫寫羅斯，還要源于初中同學在群里的一番對話，以及以前的一個朋友的經歷。他們都出身平凡，比大多數人平凡，沒有了不起的天賦，無法做自己喜歡做的事情，（不想對朋友的事情深入）而他們還是在一天天地勇敢的生活，面對困難。“真的猛士，敢于直面慘淡的人生，敢于正視淋漓的鮮血”話重了些，但就是這么個意思。這讓我想寫點東西給羅斯，鼓勵他，雖然他可能看不到，看到了也不一定看懂。這一次，為了球迷的愛，再堅持一下！
至少，堅持到這賽季結束再做打算，跟這樣一支球隊就算劃劃水球迷也是開心，雖然你不滿意自己，但是球迷滿意你。你要是離開了，留下我們球迷如何適從？作為一個球迷是不是苛求太多，是不是要為羅斯的健康考慮？對不起，這一刻請允許我對球迷心中的英雄自私一回。
下文轉載自ESPN，寫羅斯的，看完我反正是濕了眼眶。沒辦法，每次想到羅斯的這幾年的經歷，球迷誰不落淚呢！越來越喜歡原汁原味的英文，這也是我看這篇報道感動的原因，我就不翻譯了。大伙可以留言，交流關于羅斯的最深記憶！
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“In the end, whenever that moment truly comes forDerrick Rose's career, all of us will be left with a brutal fact: One of the most promising careers in NBA history will have soured and turned into one of its most disappointing.
This is certain. It's only the timing that remains fluid. As Rose continues to be absent from the Cleveland Cavaliers amid reports of soul searching, injury, lost passion and vicious uncertainty, what really matters happened more than five years ago. Today, in this moment, it's all over but the whimper, whether that comes this week, or next, or in a year, or in five.
Life, even in basketball, isn't fair. It certainly has not been to Rose.
The 2011-12 season served as a preview of what was to come, as the NBA's reigning MVP missed 27 of 66 Bulls games with various injuries. In Game 1 of the playoffs, against the Philadelphia 76ers, he tore the ACL in his left knee. And that was it, the end of the greatness, and the beginning of this shell of what D-Rose was supposed to be.
We didn't know it then, or we failed, like Rose the past few years, to admit it. But a shining career, an all-time bright light for the game, had been extinguished too soon. What was left was just an echo.
In 2013, upon his return, Rose played 10 games before tearing his meniscus. Then he tore it again in 2015. By the time last season that he was skipping a Knicks game without permission for personal reasons, the Rose of his rookie season was no more a reality than the Tiger Woods that once changed golf. There was also the rape accusation, the trial, the jury's decision in a civil trial that the allegations against Rose and two friends were not credible -- all serving as a tawdry, ugly question mark that further eroded any memory of Rose the Promised One. Even without a conviction -- even if it's not fair -- some accusations change the way we view our athletes.
So Rose was battered on the court and off, and the player and what he was supposed to represent to Chicago and beyond morphed into something ugly.
Sometimes the transcendent talents change everything. Sometimes they simply vanish, or should.
So how to remember Derrick Rose? There is no reason to wait. We can say goodbye now. Whether he emerges from his current self-imposed exile determined to do what he must to play -- delude himself -- or not, this is only a delay. His career is over. It's time to assess who exactly D-Rose was to basketball, and retire it ourselves.
We live in a time of rampant hyperbole, but it is not a stretch to say Rose, in his rookie year, was one of the promised great ones. Those missed free throws against Kansas that would have sealed the 2008 national championship for Memphis did not at the time seem to add up to some once-in-a-lifetime missed opportunity. Not for Rose, nor his talent. They were simply a first hurdle. The Bulls, who drafted him No. 1 overall, were to be the beneficiaries of what Rose would do.
He won Rookie of the Year that first season in Chicago. By 2010-11, he was the youngest MVP in NBA history, and only LeBron James and the Big Three-led Miami Heat, in the Eastern Conference finals, made Rose look human.
Before Stephen Curry --? before the MVPs over LeBron, the comparisons, the rivalry, the need for the King to go one-on-one and assert his dominance -- there was a 21-year-old whose future pitted him against the greatest player on earth.
Rose was the rival and heir.
He is one of seven players with 2,000 points, 600 assists and 300 rebounds in a single season. The others are named Havlicek, Robertson, Jordan, Westbrook, Harden and James. He is one of just four all time to add 50 blocks to that season -- narrowing the list to Rose, Jordan, James and Harden.
That he was the youngest Most Valuable Player in history was a promise, to all of us: Behold the greatness. It was a promise to Rose, too: You are chosen, you are special, you will do wondrous things.
Every player to have ever won the MVP, retired and become eligible has made the Hall of Fame. Rose will not. He might hang on and play as long as seven more years -- that many years, and $80 million, remain on an Adidas deal that pays him only if he hasn't left the game -- but it will amount to no more than further reminders of what was lost.
With the Cavs this season, Rose is averaging career lows in points, rebounds, assists, steals and blocks. That fact, and the ankle injury that sidelined him, are just echoes.
The Derrick Rose of today is not the one I covered in that Final Four, or that Eastern Conference finals against LeBron James' Heat. He's not the one who was so great a rule in his name was put into place allowing young players to make so much money in a next contract. That Rose is lost to time, and no pondering, returns, effort, second chances, phenomenal teammates, healing or other magical cures will change a damn thing.
This Derrick Rose, wherever he is and whatever he's deciding, deserves our sympathy.
Sports, often, reflect the best parts of ourselves back at us: The teamwork, the rewards for effort and battle, the striving for greatness, the inspiration, the glory. But sometimes it goes the other way. Rose is a cautionary tale not of bad decisions, selfish play, missed pressure-packed shots, ego or any other self-inflicted wound.
He's a reminder that things do not always go the way they should -- that life isn't always fair.
Rose has morphed from an all-time great to a cautionary tale: Sometimes the best thing we can do is simply let go, move on and accept a reality we never planned on.
Sometimes life has other plans. ”
