"Yes, but there are exceptions to everything. I'm that exception. I respect Ah Gan and like Las Vegas, but I don't want to play ball with him."
"No, Allen, your contract doesn't have a no-trade clause. Wherever we send you, you have to go."
"I can refuse to report to the Glory."
"Then you'll have to pay a huge penalty, and... Ah Gan will personally come for you. Believe me, he will call you."
Allen Iverson tightened his grip on the phone. He hesitated, wavered. On the court, he was often a fighter, but in life, not so much.
After hanging up, he covered his face, wanting to cry but unable to. He took out a coin, thinking, "I always say, leave everything to God. So this time, let God decide too."
When Iverson encountered problems in life, he always chose to leave it to God, which was actually a form of avoidance.
Even basketball itself was a way of escape for him. It was indeed a great refuge.
