在等待英格兰比赛的深夜敬仰Kobe Bryant
Love me or hate me, it’s one or the other. Always has been.
Hate my game, my swagger.
Hate my fadeaway, my hunger.
Hate that I’m a veteran. A champion.
Hate that.
Hate it with all your heart.
And hate that I’m loved, for the exact same reasons.