A embrace to Yaoming

finally,when you gonna to say goodbye,I was trying best to hold my tears......
An unware status from renren.net has reveal me everything.I was just laying in bed trying to open my sleepy eyes.I wasn't intended to write anything just becuase haven't write for a long time and got a little literature blunt let alone I am afraid that I would got emotional and sentimental.
By an occasionally chance,a senior come to commmunicate with us.This new-coming-back of American introduce himself openly:hey!I studied in Houston!In a instant I glare him with my opened eyes.He seemsed realized something,and spoke to me in a exciting voice :oh.that's a pity !I have never seen a single game of him thus far.Originally I was intended to see but unfortunately he got hurt.I swear I will see one when he
comeback.
Life is just like this.The thing you thought you would not handle will eventually jump up in front of your face ,letting
you totally unprepared and helpless.
The 8 years , I basically can't talk with others about him in
a YAO fan's identity.LBJ,KB,KG,DW have always have something to showcase to others.They have what they have.But our Yao,no appearance,no incredible wing span
no explosive bounce ,no fabulous pass,no fast-moving steps,
even no a healthy body.It has been eight years from then already.
These 8 years ,I have seen numbers of people except me play in Yao's jersey;I have tortured the mostly defeated Houston
game results;I have to bear the incomprehension of my enthusiasm by other people;I have always can find various resons to buy a basketball journal and share it with my fellows which result in criticizing by my teacher;I almost calculate his data by calculator in every single game.
These 8 years ,Yao grew from young to dusk,simultaneously I
step over 20th from my teenage.The 8 years ,he steped from grow to glorious,and from glorious to deep down.
I don't want to describe how he once draw our attention dramaticly.I just miss the days when we listen to the live radio by our cellphone ,and scold Artest how dump and suck he is in my math class,and not afraid of being called by teacher to answer questions just because Yao has won Lakers.
When I know how Yao kick his foot towards the wall powerfully,When he portrayed his THE RETURN OF THE KING,my heart is trembling acutely.
I always don't want to be sentimental as it is not coincide with Yao's smartness and his optimistic glamour.As yao has
always find reasons to cheer up other people,I find it is even more hard in my deep heart.(to be continued)