the rest, only noise

Chapter 343
"What you just did is almost the same."

Sometimes, Louis' anger and cursing are acting out.

It was a performance that he himself regarded as performance art, but just now, his performance was the anger accumulated from staying up late last night in the replay game, and he broke out uncontrollably after seeing the person involved.

It is an expression of true feelings.

"Because I really care." Louis didn't regret it, even if there was a gap between him and Ewing, even if Ewing hated and hated him.

If You changed those wrong habits and styles of play because of the people he hated and hated, Louis could accept it.

He doesn't mind being hated by others, what he minds is that a person with a bright future becomes mediocre under his nose, just like Zhou Qi.

He is responsible for Zhou Qi's mediocrity, but he can still find excuses.

For example, the general environment of CBA at that time was not suitable for cultivating people, for example, he was not a member of the coaching staff.

If he had no direct connection with Zhou Qi's growth, then he should not be responsible for the other party's downfall.

It's different now. Ewing came under his command. His performance determines not only his own future, but also the future of the Knicks.

Before Jordan's rise, except for the Seattle SuperSonics in 1979, every championship team had a great insider.

If Ewing develops normally, he can still become the inside cornerstone of the championship team.

But Louie doesn't want to make another flawed movie like he never was.

Now that he is the director of Ewing's movie, he can decide the whole process of the movie. Since he has seen this movie before, should the original problems of the movie reappear in the movie under his direction?
Maybe, if it were a time traveler, he probably wouldn't care about anything, just build a space battleship based on the foresight of omniscience and omnipotence, but he couldn't do it.

He has Zhou Qi PTSD (can't see the fall of future players), and he is not so omniscient. For the NBA after 1985, he only knows what it is and doesn't know why.

So be careful and careful every step of the way.

Ewing is his foundation, and he can't let the foundation have any problems.

No one persuaded Louis and Tomjanovich to supervise the training, and Jackson asked if he needed to comfort Ewing.

"Don't go, do what you should do!" Louis said angrily.

Robinson asked, "Then who am I practicing today?"

"Patrick doesn't train today, so you can train whoever you want, and don't make yourself too tired. If that guy has a pursuit, maybe he will let you stay and train with him."

In the end, this matter was hit by Louis.

Louis was planning to watch a movie to relax when suddenly his phone rang.

It was Baylor.

"Seattle wanted to make a deal with us," Baylor said.

Louis asked with great interest, "What do they want?"

"Louis Orr."

"What's the offer?"

"George Johnson C and Alex Stivrins SF and a 1988 first-round pick with top-[-] protection."

The Sonics have an urgent desire to reinforce. Their first-round pick in 1986 was in the hands of the Celtics.

"Elgin, what do you think?" Ask your colleagues for their opinions first, which is a basic respect for them and also shows that you are open-minded.

Baylor is positive about the deal.

"Although neither George Johnson nor the Latvian is of much use to us, George is on an expiring contract, and the Latvian is a rookie with room for improvement and a future first-rounder. On the contrary, Orr is of little use to us."

Louie said lightly, "Let Wilkens call me."

"it is good."

Louie waited for a while when the Sonics general manager, Lenny Wilkens, called.

"Hello, Coach Lu, Elgin should have told you about the trade, do you have any thoughts?"

Louie found it hard to believe that Wilkens would negotiate in a tone that the deal was a win-win.

"Lenny, you and I are old friends. Let me just say it. If you don't give me more picks, I won't make a deal with you."

"Lu, I have already given you two useful players and a first-round pick. What I want to exchange is a player who is not very useful in your hands. This is a deal that is beneficial to both of us."

Louis is used to the words of this group of people.

In the trading field, there are very few win-win situations. Sometimes one side wins twice. If you can’t win twice, but neither side earns much, it is called stop loss.

If Louie agrees to this deal, he will be sending away a player who can start for nothing in exchange for an aging center and an international player whose historical significance is greater than practical significance—well, is Stevens really an international player?He forgot.

Oh, and an impossible-to-discount draft pick.

"Lenny, this deal is only good for you. I don't see where the good is for us. Do you want to say that George Johnson is very useful to us, or that international friends who have no chance with you can come to New York and play like a qualified NBA player? As for the first-round pick you said to give me, in my opinion, there is no sincerity at all." Louis and Wilkens have met many times, and the two are familiar. "I'm very pessimistic about your future, so I believe that until 1988, your first-round pick was also within the top ten. If you set up a top-ten pick protection, you are just trying to do nothing. I can't agree."

Wilkens said dissatisfied: "Do you think I will add a draft pick that may become a lottery pick for nothing?"

"This is your problem, Lenny, this is what I ask for Louis. You know, although his main position is power forward, he can defend small forwards. He can play center in small ball lineups. The defense is the best in the Knicks. I don't use him purely because I want to give more time to rookies."

Louis said confidently.

"If you want him, you have to pay more."

"what do you want?"

"Change the 1988 first-round top-ten protection to top-three protection, and give me a future first-round pick swap, maybe I will agree."

"Impossible, Louis!"

"It's a pity, Lenny, I hope you can get a good player in someone else to solve your immediate needs, I love you, really."

After all, Louis hung up the phone.

Louis walked out of the office and asked Tomjanovich downstairs, "How is the Seattle SuperSonics' record now?"

"Bad!" Tomjanovich recalled. "Only four wins."

It seems that my asking price is still too conservative, and two first-round picks should be exchanged.

Louis thought to himself, and suddenly found that the players were all looking over.

Immediately, a stinky face was thrown over, "What are you looking at? I was thinking about trading you bastards!"

Suddenly, the phone in the office rang.

"Are there so many people who can't hold their breath?"

Louie muttered, sitting on the desk and answering the phone.

"Hey."

"What year do you want a first-round pick swap?"

"I know this matter makes you very difficult, so, I don't want to make it too difficult for you, so let's do it, you give me the swap option for the first-round pick in 1992, and we will make a deal."

"Seven years later?"

"That's right, seven years later, in 1992, you will no longer be the general manager of the Supersonics. If you really do us a favor, we won't be able to hold you accountable."

"you"

"Lenny, what are you hesitating about?" Louie lay on his desk, leaning on his notebook and said, "If you unfortunately fall to the bottom seven or worse this year, and you give the Bostonians a lottery pick for nothing, will the top management in Seattle let you go? The most important thing now is not 1988 or 1992, but how to avoid giving the Bostonians the first and second picks in the 1986 draft."

After a long struggle, Wilkens finally chose to drink poison to quench his thirst.

With a draft pick protected only by the top three picks in the first round, he exchanged with the distant first round in 1992, took out two garbage players, and sent them to New York in exchange for the immediate combat power Louis Orr.

"So be it."

"Good business, Lenny."

"I never want to call you again, Louie!"

"No, Lenny, this is what you said. I think it's great to make a deal that is beneficial to both of us!"

Amid Louis' banter, Wilkens hung up the phone.

Louie called Baylor again and told him what he had done.

"Is he crazy, can he agree to your condition?" Baylor called out.

Louis said with a little regret: "After learning about Seattle's record, I think my asking price is still a little lower, but it's okay. Who made me and Lenny be friends? It's okay to suffer a little bit. Contact them quickly and send the fax to the league, lest they regret it."

Baylor asked amusedly: "Didn't we suffer a bit? Why would they regret it?"

"Elgin, stop talking nonsense! Get to work!"

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Louis walked out of the office again and called Louis Orr.

"Come to my office."

After Orr arrived, Louie gave him his favorite Budweiser.

The polite greetings and all kinds of care and care made Orr very uncomfortable.

Al knew something was up.

"Coach, please speak up if you have something to say."

"You've been traded."

Louis said regretfully: "You are a player I like very much. You can see this from our roster this season. You are the only veteran player. I like your professional ethics, game attitude, experience, and defense. I don't want to trade you, but sometimes I have to reluctantly give up."

If Orr cooperates, maybe Louis can shed a few tears.

"I understand, Coach," Orr asked. "What's my next stop?"

"Seattle," Louie said, "they promised me a higher tactical status for you."

"Thank you, coach."

Orr was about to leave. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Your attitude towards Patrick is a bit too much. If it were me, I would definitely kill you."

"Well, I know Patrick loves me." Louie laughed.

(End of this chapter)