又一次在闪亮的镁光灯中看到了那个孤独的背影,以及蹒跚的脚步下被踏得粉碎的眼泪。又一年,又一次,艾弗森和他的76人队在季后赛铩羽而归。无奈,叹息,甚至愤怒,随着比赛结束的哨声,被永恒地定格在那张痛苦的脸上。1比4,76人输了,输得心服口服。面对上赛季的联盟总冠军底特律活塞,76人显得那么的弱小,那么的不堪一击。疲惫落寞的韦伯,昔日纵横沙场被费城人寄予厚望的先锋战士,此刻,却被人生小小的挫折击溃得没有了任何的斗志。疲软的投篮,沉重的脚步, Again, I saw the lonely back in the shiny spotlight and the tears that were crushed under the faltering steps. Another year, again, Iverson and his 76ers plunged in the playoffs. Helpless, sigh, and even angry, with the whistle of the end of the game, was eternal freeze in that painful face. 1 lost more than 4,76 people, lost convinced. The face of last season’s league champions Detroit Pistons, 76 people seem so weak, so vulnerable. Weary lonely Weber, the battlefield of the past has been Philadelphia’s high hopes pioneer soldiers, at the moment, but was a small setback in life defeated without any fighting spirit. Weak shooting, heavy footsteps,