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Dell's voice was calm and gentle, and after hearing it, Curry seemed to regain an inner strength he had been searching for.
Curry nodded firmly, "I understand, Dad. I can't control everything, but I will train hard and play my best!"
Dell smiled, pleased with his son's resolve. "I believe this is exactly what Liam would want to see from you as well."
Jeff Austin, sitting quietly, observed this interaction with a growing sense of confidence in Curry's potential. Dell was clearly a great father figure, and Curry, raised in such an environment, wouldn't succumb to the pitfalls of fame like some other stars might after achieving success.
Jeff had a strong feeling that signing Curry could be the defining moment in his career as an agent. He needed to give everything to help Curry reach the level of a true NBA superstar.
Setting his cup down, Jeff said, "Since we all agree, I will get in touch with Donnie Walsh. The Knicks' No. 8 pick won't be enough to secure Steph, but they will do their best to trade up. Our job will be to generate as much positive momentum around this."
At that moment, the doorbell rang, interrupting Jeff. Curry stood up to answer the door.
"Ding-dong—"
Curry opened the door, and a familiar voice greeted him.
"Stephen, it's been a while!"
Standing at the door was Liam, followed by a man in his thirties, who Curry didn't immediately recognize.
"Liam! Why didn't you tell me you were coming? Please, come in!" Curry exclaimed, surprised but excited to see his former coach.
Liam and the man entered the house, and Dell stood up, introducing them. "This is Stephen's agent, Jeff Austin, who is also an old friend of mine... Jeff, I believe you don't need an introduction to Liam, do you?"
Jeff Austin quickly extended his hand, "Coach Gonzalez, I've heard a lot about you."
Liam shook his hand and introduced the man with him, "This is my assistant, Jason Johnson."
Dell looked at the assistant with slight confusion—since when did Liam need a personal assistant?
After exchanging pleasantries, Liam wasted no time and asked Curry, "Stephen, what are your thoughts on the draft?"
Curry responded, "Mr. Austin thinks the Knicks are the best fit for me, and both my dad and I agree with him."
Jeff Austin smiled politely at Liam, knowing that Liam held significant influence over Curry's decisions.
But to everyone's surprise, Liam shook his head and said, "No, your best option is with the Warriors."
Jeff Austin was taken aback. He repeated his analysis of the Warriors:
"Coach Gonzalez, the Warriors just don't seem like the right fit. If Stephen ends up in Golden State, it could waste valuable time early in his career."
Liam listened patiently, nodding in agreement to parts of Jeff's analysis. Indeed, if things were the same as they had been, it would have been a bad fit. In Curry's past trajectory, the first three years with the Warriors were not smooth, which definitely stunted his early development.
However, Liam had something different in mind.
"You're absolutely right, Jeff," Liam began slowly, "but that was before. Starting today, there's only one team that makes sense for Stephen, and it's the Warriors."
With that, Liam gestured to his assistant, Jason, who promptly took out a document from his briefcase and laid it out on the table in front of Dell and Jeff.
"Take a look at this," Liam said.
Dell and Jeff exchanged surprised glances before Dell picked up the document. As he scanned its contents, his expression rapidly shifted from curiosity to shock. He flipped through the pages quicker and quicker, until finally, he looked up at Liam, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Liam, you... you bought the Warriors?" Dell stammered.
Jeff Austin grabbed the contract from Dell's hand, his usually calm demeanor gone. He quickly scanned the document and exclaimed, "Five hundred million dollars! Coach Gonzalez, you... you bought the Warriors for half a billion?!"
The room fell into silence, all eyes locked on Liam.
Especially Curry, who had grown used to seeing Liam as his coach, a mentor who would go over game footage with him every day. Now, to find out that Liam had become the owner of an NBA team—it was a level of power and influence Curry couldn't have imagined.
Moving closer to Jeff, Curry peeked over his shoulder to look at the contract, though he couldn't make sense of it.
"Mr. Austin, is this real?" Curry whispered.
"It's real. I've seen many contracts in my career, and this is genuine. Chris Cohan's signature is on it." Jeff's voice was still shaky, his mind racing.
At that moment, Curry's mind flashed back to a conversation he had with Liam in 2006 at a Pacers game. It was coincidentally a Warriors game they were watching.
"Stephen," Liam had said, "I might end up coaching the Warriors before you enter the NBA."
To which Curry had replied, half-jokingly, "Then I'll play for you on the Warriors!"
That memory now took on a whole new meaning. Liam wasn't just going to coach the Warriors. He owned them.
"Coach, are you secretly a billionaire or something?" Curry asked, still in disbelief.
"Do I look like a billionaire?" Liam responded with a chuckle.
"No, not at all," Curry admitted, shaking his head.
He had a hard time reconciling the image of Liam—who used to eat fast food on the road and wear simple clothes—with the idea of him being a multi-millionaire.
"Well, I'm not," Liam said casually. "My family was quite poor growing up. But I made a few smart investments in the past three years. That's how I managed this."
Suddenly, the sound of paper hitting the floor drew everyone's attention. Jeff had dropped the contract.
Quickly, he bent down, picked it up, and meticulously dusted it off with his suit sleeve, placing it carefully back on the table in front of Liam.
"My sincerest apologies, Mr. Gonzalez," Jeff said, his tone utterly respectful now.
As an agent, Jeff Austin had seen many players rise to wealth, and he had dealt with his fair share of the rich and powerful. But he had never encountered a 26-year-old championship coach who could make hundreds of millions and buy an NBA team outright.
If someone had told him this story, he would have laughed them out of the room. Yet here it was, happening right in front of him.
Facing Liam, now not just a coach but an owner—a man who had navigated the subprime mortgage crisis and emerged with a fortune—Jeff Austin's entire demeanor shifted. He now understood he was dealing with someone far beyond a simple coach.
"Please, just call me Liam," he said with a smile. "I just got lucky with the market collapse."
Jeff felt a chill run down his spine. The subprime mortgage market? That was the source of the global financial crisis. Even giants like Lehman Brothers had gone under, yet somehow Liam had managed to turn that disaster into a massive personal fortune.
For a moment, Jeff's mind buzzed with the implications. But one thing was clear—this changed everything for Stephen.
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