"Sometimes the best thing we can do is simply let go, move on and accept a reality we never planned on."

关于罗斯的消息，我一直在关注，我是一个罗斯的粉丝。记得去年夏天罗斯因为品牌活动来上海的时候，我花了好大力气去见他一面，那时候他还会笑，球迷互动笑得很开心。为什么这么说，因为球迷都知道罗斯是个性格内敛的球员，跟大多数黑人球员的外放不一样。典型的高调做事，低调做人，用球场的行动赢得关注。今夏罗斯也来了一次中国，当时球迷制作的关于“Love Rose"的视频引得罗斯当场泪目。我记得那天的活动以采访为主，主持人说了很多过往，罗斯也答了很多对于未来的期待。今夏试水自由球员对于罗斯来说并不是很成功的一次尝试，但最后罗斯做了一个大胆的决定，以接近十分之一的身价加盟骑士，期待重振往日雄风，东山再起。

NBA是一个残酷的地方，没几个人能东山再起，倒了基本就毁了。

当我看到ESPN消息说罗斯已离队，且有可能就此终结自己的职业生涯，我呆了一会儿！那天我正好要去参加一个朋友公司举办的3V3篮球比赛，我跟小碳儿坐在车上，小碳儿一直在说着一些我忘了是什么，我只记得我看着窗外眼睛有些湿润，心绪也飘回到五年前的受伤的那一幕。倒在篮下那一刻就知道，他的篮球生涯结束了。对于史上最年轻的常规赛MVP，无法用他最擅长的方法战斗，无法骄傲的在空中闪转腾挪，那就是end！都知道那样的打球方式不长久，但那就是罗斯啊，即便不长久罗斯今年也才28岁啊，刚刚到达黄金年龄啊！

"Life, even in basketball, isn't fair. It certainly has not been to Rose. "自那以后，球迷都盼望罗斯改变打法，只为了能留在球场上更久。看那些拉杆上篮都成了奢侈，也让人揪心。接二连三，大伤小伤。

一次次从伤痛中走过来，又一次次从期望变成失望，不仅身体上饱受伤病折磨，精神上更是如此。无论如何，我们必须接受现实，曾经最让人看好，最令人期待的职业生涯已经让很多人失望。我不敢去看那些说罗斯的新闻，不敢去想这些，因为你难以想象他是以怎样的毅力走过来的。而再一次准备扬帆起航时，命运又开了他的玩笑。本赛季是几年来他最抱希望的一次，骑士是一直冠军级别的球队，身边有詹姆斯韦德这样的球员，或许又是如此的期待，让他这回心态崩溃了吧！

今天能够来写写罗斯，还要源于初中同学在群里的一番对话，以及以前的一个朋友的经历。他们都出身平凡，比大多数人平凡，没有了不起的天赋，无法做自己喜欢做的事情，（不想对朋友的事情深入）而他们还是在一天天地勇敢的生活，面对困难。“真的猛士，敢于直面惨淡的人生，敢于正视淋漓的鲜血”话重了些，但就是这么个意思。这让我想写点东西给罗斯，鼓励他，虽然他可能看不到，看到了也不一定看懂。这一次，为了球迷的爱，再坚持一下！

至少，坚持到这赛季结束再做打算，跟这样一支球队就算划划水球迷也是开心，虽然你不满意自己，但是球迷满意你。你要是离开了，留下我们球迷如何适从？作为一个球迷是不是苛求太多，是不是要为罗斯的健康考虑？对不起，这一刻请允许我对球迷心中的英雄自私一回。

下文转载自ESPN，写罗斯的，看完我反正是湿了眼眶。没办法，每次想到罗斯的这几年的经历，球迷谁不落泪呢！越来越喜欢原汁原味的英文，这也是我看这篇报道感动的原因，我就不翻译了。大伙可以留言，交流关于罗斯的最深记忆！

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“In the end, whenever that moment truly comes forDerrick Rose's career, all of us will be left with a brutal fact: One of the most promising careers in NBA history will have soured and turned into one of its most disappointing.

This is certain. It's only the timing that remains fluid. As Rose continues to be absent from the Cleveland Cavaliers amid reports of soul searching, injury, lost passion and vicious uncertainty, what really matters happened more than five years ago. Today, in this moment, it's all over but the whimper, whether that comes this week, or next, or in a year, or in five.

Life, even in basketball, isn't fair. It certainly has not been to Rose.

The 2011-12 season served as a preview of what was to come, as the NBA's reigning MVP missed 27 of 66 Bulls games with various injuries. In Game 1 of the playoffs, against the Philadelphia 76ers, he tore the ACL in his left knee. And that was it, the end of the greatness, and the beginning of this shell of what D-Rose was supposed to be.

We didn't know it then, or we failed, like Rose the past few years, to admit it. But a shining career, an all-time bright light for the game, had been extinguished too soon. What was left was just an echo.

In 2013, upon his return, Rose played 10 games before tearing his meniscus. Then he tore it again in 2015. By the time last season that he was skipping a Knicks game without permission for personal reasons, the Rose of his rookie season was no more a reality than the Tiger Woods that once changed golf. There was also the rape accusation, the trial, the jury's decision in a civil trial that the allegations against Rose and two friends were not credible -- all serving as a tawdry, ugly question mark that further eroded any memory of Rose the Promised One. Even without a conviction -- even if it's not fair -- some accusations change the way we view our athletes.

So Rose was battered on the court and off, and the player and what he was supposed to represent to Chicago and beyond morphed into something ugly.

Sometimes the transcendent talents change everything. Sometimes they simply vanish, or should.

So how to remember Derrick Rose? There is no reason to wait. We can say goodbye now. Whether he emerges from his current self-imposed exile determined to do what he must to play -- delude himself -- or not, this is only a delay. His career is over. It's time to assess who exactly D-Rose was to basketball, and retire it ourselves.

We live in a time of rampant hyperbole, but it is not a stretch to say Rose, in his rookie year, was one of the promised great ones. Those missed free throws against Kansas that would have sealed the 2008 national championship for Memphis did not at the time seem to add up to some once-in-a-lifetime missed opportunity. Not for Rose, nor his talent. They were simply a first hurdle. The Bulls, who drafted him No. 1 overall, were to be the beneficiaries of what Rose would do.

He won Rookie of the Year that first season in Chicago. By 2010-11, he was the youngest MVP in NBA history, and only LeBron James and the Big Three-led Miami Heat, in the Eastern Conference finals, made Rose look human.

Before Stephen Curry --  before the MVPs over LeBron, the comparisons, the rivalry, the need for the King to go one-on-one and assert his dominance -- there was a 21-year-old whose future pitted him against the greatest player on earth.

Rose was the rival and heir.

He is one of seven players with 2,000 points, 600 assists and 300 rebounds in a single season. The others are named Havlicek, Robertson, Jordan, Westbrook, Harden and James. He is one of just four all time to add 50 blocks to that season -- narrowing the list to Rose, Jordan, James and Harden.

That he was the youngest Most Valuable Player in history was a promise, to all of us: Behold the greatness. It was a promise to Rose, too: You are chosen, you are special, you will do wondrous things.

Every player to have ever won the MVP, retired and become eligible has made the Hall of Fame. Rose will not. He might hang on and play as long as seven more years -- that many years, and $80 million, remain on an Adidas deal that pays him only if he hasn't left the game -- but it will amount to no more than further reminders of what was lost.

With the Cavs this season, Rose is averaging career lows in points, rebounds, assists, steals and blocks. That fact, and the ankle injury that sidelined him, are just echoes.

The Derrick Rose of today is not the one I covered in that Final Four, or that Eastern Conference finals against LeBron James' Heat. He's not the one who was so great a rule in his name was put into place allowing young players to make so much money in a next contract. That Rose is lost to time, and no pondering, returns, effort, second chances, phenomenal teammates, healing or other magical cures will change a damn thing.

This Derrick Rose, wherever he is and whatever he's deciding, deserves our sympathy.

Sports, often, reflect the best parts of ourselves back at us: The teamwork, the rewards for effort and battle, the striving for greatness, the inspiration, the glory. But sometimes it goes the other way. Rose is a cautionary tale not of bad decisions, selfish play, missed pressure-packed shots, ego or any other self-inflicted wound.

He's a reminder that things do not always go the way they should -- that life isn't always fair.

Rose has morphed from an all-time great to a cautionary tale: Sometimes the best thing we can do is simply let go, move on and accept a reality we never planned on.

Sometimes life has other plans. ”