It's been two days since the finals ended, and Roger drove to the Tallapoosa River.
This place isn't a famous tourist spot, the weed-covered riverbank generally doesn't see many visitors.
Each year, Roger comes here a few times.
Because the person who saw him as a hero went to a new world from here.
Atlanta's summer is as hot as always, the sky remains clear. Roger sat on the riverbank, placing a brand-new FMVP trophy on the ground.
"Four championships, four FMVPs, this is all I have in Atlanta. Yes, I won another championship and FMVP two days ago, sorry I came to find you only now, because as usual, things got busy after the finals ended. I thought it over for a long time and finally decided to leave.
I'm here to say goodbye, Andy, I'm leaving, my next destination? I don't know either, but it might be far, far away, maybe on the West Coast.
