the rest, only noise

Chapter 330 You Are Worse Than I Said

What is surprising is not that the Knicks led the 76ers by 20 points in three quarters, but that the rookies they selected this year, the 85th grade known as the "animal class", all played well.

Ewing exposed his various problems in front of Malone, aggressive defense, poor positioning ability, and poor lower body strength, but his talent is too good, coupled with the conduction and help of the N.UCLA system, he scored 20 points, 10 rebounds, 3 assists and 3 blocks with a very good efficiency.

For the first show of his career, he can score 90 points.

The person who helped the Knicks seal the victory was Dale Ellis. The crazy three-point performance in the second quarter made the 76ers never slow down.

Today, he scored 35 points, 4 rebounds and 1 assist. The ultimate scorer, he does nothing but shoot.

The sophomore Stockton scored 12 points and 17 assists. In the first game of the new season, he broke his career record for assists in a single game.

Ball's 5 blocks, Oakley's 7 points and 15 rebounds, Webber's energy-filled 8 points and 4 assists, and Mario Elli, who was abandoned by the Spurs, scored 10 points in the fourth quarter

Antoine Kyle scored 21 points efficiently in 12 minutes.

This is a strange phenomenon. The rookies of other teams are still adapting to the intensity of the professional game. The rookies of the Knicks have begun to become the basic set for winning.

When a reporter on the scene from CBS asked Louie what he thought of Ewing's career debut.

Louis said with a smile: "I said that Patrick is not as good as you said, but he is still very good, but he can't meet the expectations of the fans for the time being. He will reach it one day. This requires your patience and support. Give him more applause and encouragement."

That night, Louie took Ewing, Ellis and Stockton to a press conference.

Then Louie realized he had done something terribly stupid.

If the Celtics have the dirtiest All-Star lineup in the league, the Knicks have assembled the most uncomfortable All-Star lineup in the league when facing interviews.

Ewing: Indifferent, jealous, unresponsive to jokes.

Stockton: Shy, boring, can't throw the burden and take the joke.

Ellis: Silent like an orphan, extremely autistic, unable to guess his thoughts.

Sitting next to the three, Times columnist Bill Wallace asked, "Little Lu, what are your goals for this year?"

"Last year we were fourth from last. I don't want to make excuses. It was a bad result. We're going to make the playoffs this year no matter what."

This is a military order issued by Louis.

Moreover, he has a reason for the military order: "Because no matter how bad we are, even if we get the No. [-] lottery, we will be replaced by Cleveland, so we need to go all out to win."

Reporters know that Louie traded Cartwright to the Cavaliers in the draft for the ninth pick and the right to swap first-round picks for the next two years.

At the same time, the Cavaliers will also go to the Knicks for the first-round pick swap in the next two years.

It's a decision that puts the future of the team on the line.

The reporters asked Louis about the first-round pick swap in detail, and Louis explained them one by one.

Then, it's the players' turn.

Louie spotted Bob Ryan of the Boston Globe among the reporters on the scene.

What is this kid doing in New York?

Ryan posed the question to Ewing: "Patrick, what do you think about playing for New York?"

Ewing didn't even smile. If he was a player with a strong sense of public relations, he should reply, like fighting for my hometown, I enjoy it... or something like that.

Ewing was not in the mood to talk to him about these scenes.

He responded with a sullen face to Ryan, who looked very mean: "I didn't care about it."

"You are the player with the highest annual salary in the league, but have you never considered what this city means to you?" Ryan's question became a little mean.

Ewing said impatiently, "I just play ball."

"Moses Malone claims you're a spoiled brat."

"I won the game, so whatever he says." Ewing looked at Ryan dissatisfied, "Is there anything else?"

Ewing's performance made reporters discover that his low EQ in Georgetown, which was mistaken for feigned indifference, and the isolationism controlled by John Thompson seemed to be his nature?
You must know that his income from advertising and sponsorship alone this year has exceeded his salary as a player.

Sponsors and advertisers are completely touting him as the next Michael Jordan.

To become the second Jordan, one must not only play well, but also have a business face, and the external image must be as perfect as Jordan and the doctor.

Ewing was wrong from the first step.

Or he never thought of going the way of Jordan.

Next came questions from other media, from Ewing to Ellis to Stockton, none of them felt good.

Louie was actually the only one who made the media feel comfortable asking questions.

When they entered the passage from the interview room, except for Louis, the other three were released as if they had finished their sentence.

"What's the matter with you?"

Louie stopped and blocked their way.

All three of them looked puzzled.

They really don't know what they did wrong.

"Coach, what's wrong with us?" Stockton asked.

"What's the matter?" Louis didn't want to look back at the ten minutes just now. "One of you seems to have taken gunpowder, the other looks like his father-in-law who met him for the first time, and the other looks like a deaf-mute person. What do you think is wrong? Do you know what will be written in the newspaper tomorrow?"

Ewing said nonchalantly, "They can write whatever they want."

Ewing's words achieved the effect that the gang of bastards headed by Byrd did a huge stupid thing on the court - breaking Louis' defense.

"rough!"

"Even if you don't care about your own personal image, you still have to take care of the team's public image, right? I don't ask you to speak frequently when answering reporters' questions, but is it difficult to keep smiling? Where is your upbringing? Don't you understand basic manners?"

Louis thought that tomorrow the front pages of the major newspapers would publish photos of the four of them tonight, only he was smiling awkwardly, and the other three had Sima faces.
Just thinking about that scene made Louie's goosebumps uncontrollable.

Stockton muttered: "I laughed really."

"You laughed, but you might as well cry in front of the reporters! You don't need makeup for that smile in a horror movie!"

Louis scolded them angrily, and warned them: "You are the top cards of the team, and you will often attend press conferences in the future. No matter what, you no longer represent individuals, but represent the team. Go back tonight and remember to watch this conference. See how uncomfortable your face is, and then think about how to correct it!"

After winning the game, they were trained, and the three returned to the locker room aggrieved.

Seeing their appearance, Weber smiled and asked, "Have you been making things difficult for the reporters? Ha!"

"What are you happy about?" Ewing asked angrily.

"I'm not happy, I'm just gloating. Oh no." Weber corrected before being thrown into the toilet by Ewing, "I regret what happened to you."

There are many people in the locker room who don't realize how bad the situation is.

Louis came back here, really like a zoo.

Bol, shirtless, loudly sycophants the returning trio of interviewees.

He claims that Ewing is the greatest center ever, that Ellis is the best shooter he has ever seen, and that Stockton's passing touch is as soft as a natural 36D.

"You're so sure, have you ever dealt with 36D's Naiko?" Weber confronted him head-on.

Watching the 1-meter dwarf fight against the 6-meter giant, Louis felt like he was living in a fantasy novel.

"Be quiet! Be quiet!" Louis clapped his hands to stop the noisy locker room, "I'll say a few words, and when I finish speaking, you don't care what you do."

After everyone quieted down, Louis asked Jackson to close the door of the locker room.

Dave Anderson thought he was about to say something important, so he took out his notebook to record.

"Congratulations, you kicked the 76ers' ass hard. The Phillies are probably in the emergency room now. You beat them black and blue. That's great!"

"!#@%..."

Before the locker room became chaotic again, Louie interrupted them with another gesture.

"We will continue to follow the existing tactical system and embark on a new path. I hope that our defense is fearsome, our offense is full of energy, and everyone has a chance to perform, not just relying on star players."

"Finally, I want to criticize Patrick, John, Dale."

"These three people performed too badly in front of the media tonight. You have to reflect on yourself deeply. Since you are playing in New York, dealing with reporters is a compulsory course for you. An outstanding New York sports team will be as popular as the Beatles, right, Phil?"

Jackson nodded and said, "That's right, in the early 70s, the Knicks were the Beatles of New York."

"Think about it, if we win the championship in the future, hundreds of writers will write your biographies. Do you want yourself to be a boring person in your biographies? Do you want future fans to find you so unpopular through your biographies?"

Half of them shook their heads.

"Don't think that the championship is far away from us. Under the leadership of Patrick, we are very close to the championship."

Ewing blushed.

"Although he can only take a bad jumper, can't grab rebounds, can't control his fouls, and often runs around the court like a silly dog, but if we want to win the championship, we must have him as the cornerstone of the team. Now that we have got him, the championship is not far away!"

The difference between Ewing and Byrd is that at this time, Louis will not use "QNMD" to interrupt his spellcasting.

But he would complain to Louie after the meeting.

"You really think I'm that bad?"

In the parking lot that night, Ewing blocked Louis.

Louis had to explain to himself: "Your problems do exist, but they are not as exaggerated as I said. You just need to know that they do exist and will affect your future."

"So I'm really that bad?"

"I say yes, will you kill me?"

"will not."

"You're worse than I said."

After saying that, Louis rolled up the window and drove away.

(End of this chapter)