NBA》Pierce說到做到！被塞爾提克打臉後真的走路7小時上班

退役球星皮爾斯(Paul Pierce)日前在節目上大膽預言，波士頓塞爾提克在NBA 2025季後賽第二輪的系列賽第2戰絕對會獲勝，否則他就穿浴袍光腳走路上班，沒想到塞爾提克最終慘遭紐約尼克逆轉輸球，皮爾斯也真的兌現自己承諾，透過限動記錄自己長達近32公里的走路上班之旅。
開走前，皮爾斯在社群網站分享自己的路線圖，沒想到竟長達20.2英里，比他日前在節目上聲稱的15英里更遠，讓皮爾斯忍不住發了嘔吐表情。這個距離有多遠呢，如果以台灣這裡的相對位置來比擬，大概就是從台北101走到桃園火車站......
🤮🤮 pic.twitter.com/OriE5sFujR
— Paul Pierce (@paulpierce34) May 8, 2025
根據Google地圖估算，這段路線將花費8小時腳程，為了趕上今天節目的直播，皮爾斯大概從凌晨五點開始出發，透過鏡頭可以看到剛破曉的景象，皮爾斯雖然沒有真的光腳，但也確實穿著浴袍開走了。
Paul Pierce yesterday: 'If the Celtics lose Game 2 at home, I'm walking (to work) tomorrow. 15 miles. In my robe, no shoes on, barefoot.' @paulpierce34 today: pic.twitter.com/MQqxh9ursW
— Bleacher Report (@BleacherReport) May 8, 2025
過程中，皮爾斯多次透過限動分享自己的現況，常常和他在節目上開嘴的賈奈特(Kevin Garnett)，剛好開車經過他的上班路，賈奈特還故意嘴說：「嘿，你的安全帶咧？」
Kevin Garnett drove past Paul Pierce walking to the studio 💀 pic.twitter.com/EPRYdij08J
— Fullcourtpass (@Fullcourtpass) May 8, 2025
接近下午1點時，皮爾斯終於抵達目的地，不愧是頂尖運動員的他，最終只花費約7小時就走完全程，在到達目的地那一刻，汗流浹背的皮爾斯忍不住興奮大喊：「我果然是真理(The Truth)」，他還藉此對塞爾提克喊話：「希望這能激勵我的塞爾提克，讓我們在這個系列賽重整腳步，最終勝出。」
"I'm the Truth."Paul Pierce finally arrives at the Fox lot in Century City after a 7-hour journey making good on his promise to walk to work if the Celtics lost Game 2 to the Knicks: pic.twitter.com/qlF3AvbEew
— Awful Announcing (@awfulannouncing) May 8, 2025
即時趕上節目開播的皮爾斯，不忘調侃一下自己球員時期的經典片段，故意坐著輪椅進入攝影棚，兌現承諾的他也接受眾人歡呼，相信皮爾斯接下來會更謹慎預言塞爾提克的戰況了。
Paul Pierce made it & came into the studio in a wheelchairTHE TRUTHpic.twitter.com/10m0iaQpJQ https://t.co/tgwVlrEZJI
— Barstool Sports (@barstoolsports) May 8, 2025

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