If Stephon Marbury were a white or Asian man, his complexion would have been absolutely hideous. But he was Black.
Jackson didn't think he'd said anything wrong. He even hoped Marbury would humbly accept his advice, because it was for his own good.
He really was trying to help Marbury, and what he'd said was indeed the truth.
But the truth is what hurts the most.
TWEET!
The whistle blew, and Marbury returned to the court.
Madison Square Garden Arena first erupted with a roar of cheers, which were quickly followed by a downpour of boos and curses.
Su Xi brought the ball into the frontcourt, and a murderous aura once again filled Madison Garden.
Cries for blood echoed endlessly.
The New York fans really wanted Marbury 'dead.'
Marbury's mindset was now bordering on frantic. He had to prove himself. He proactively went to defend Su Xi, but... some things can't be accomplished just by taking the initiative.
