the rest, only noise

Chapter 383 Damn Little Lu, it's him again!

"Moses and Sam Bowie suffered injuries successively. You really don't want to add a good young player to this position?"

Baylor's mind-boggling question stunned Pat Williams for a few seconds.

"Elgin, you're giving me a hard time, but we really 'don't want' Manute Bol."

They wrangled back and forth for more than ten minutes, and finally hung up the phone.

Williams felt lost.

He wondered if New York would call again.

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"What should we do now?"

"We should be depressed when a confident offer is rejected, so let's be depressed for a few hours." Louis looked at the time, "Whoever orders a takeout, it's lunch time."

Baylor didn't expect to be able to play like this.

"How many hours? What if they agree with other teams?" Baylor asked.

"No, it won't," Louie said. "Before we enter the field, this thing you said may happen, but from now on, until the draft, they will not change hands with the second pick unless there is an undeniable offer."

Baylor was considered a core player in Los Angeles before and participated in many transactions.

In a bidding war like the 76ers selling the second pick, wouldn't it be necessary to make a quick deal if you want to win?

Baylor didn't expect Louis' attitude of wanting to fight a protracted war.

"Elgin, is there anything you don't understand?"

"You look too calm." Baylor said tangled, "If other teams succeed, our hard work these days will be in vain."

"rest assured."

Louis drank Coke and briefly explained the current situation: "Actually, the only ones who have the chance to get the second pick are us and Cleveland. Portland is just a price hiker, and their players are not attractive. Although the main purpose of the Philadelphia office is to reduce the team's financial pressure, Pat Williams is not a person who is willing to be resigned. He must use this deal to stop losses as much as possible."

"The best offer Cleveland can make is Roy Hinson and cash, and we're more than that," Louie laughed. "Pat knows that, so he's going to wait for us to make a second offer, and by the way, put a little pressure on Cleveland to see if they can spit out more."

Baylor was dumbfounded.

"Your current generation, why are you like this?"

Baylor complained.

"When I was playing, the transaction was not so complicated. The head coach is the general manager. If you want to make a transaction, just call the other party. I want your Mike. Do you want my George? If you want it, we will make a deal." Baylor is very displeased with the current style. "It's so complicated now, it's not interesting at all."

Zhao Yuanzheng didn't see it that way.

"Trading has changed from the earliest barter game to a mental game and game. This is the progress of professional basketball."

"Elgin, do you think there was no intrigue in the early years?" Louis gave him another example, "How did Boston get Russell? They only had the second pick in the first round in 1957. The Rochester Royals with the first pick chose a guy whose name I can't even remember now. Do you know why?"

"This... seems to be."

Louie revealed the answer: "At that time, the owner of the Boston Celtics had a women's skating team. Reid called the owner of the Royals. As long as they didn't choose Russell with the first pick, they would let the skating team go to Rochester for free. So, they accepted and watched the skating team's performances for free in the next few months at the cost of losing 11 NBA championships."

Louie throws the empty Coke can in the trash.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Louis is the general manager, and he really has to listen to how to trade.

But Louis is also a person who doesn't like dictatorship. His dislike of Auerbach's dictatorship is an important reason for him to leave Boston.

Although he has the prophetic advantage of a time traveler, he basically asks his colleagues for their opinions every time he makes a decision.Regardless of whether their opinions are reliable or not, he will listen to them before deciding whether to accept them or not.

Louis ordered Chinese takeaway and it was delivered immediately.

There are roast duck, General Tso's chicken, white-cut chicken, sweet dumplings and the original leek dumplings that Louis prefers, fried noodles, twice-cooked pork, fried cabbage
"Do you order that much every time?" Tomjanovich asked.

"Because there are so many people today, I don't know what your tastes are, so I ordered all kinds of signature dishes. If you don't like them, it means that you have nothing to do with my Chinese cuisine. You can order takeaway and eat your high-calorie junk food."

Luckily, Louie ordered enough that there was something for everyone.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Louis's satiety receded, and he continued the morning transaction.

"How do we bid this time?"

Louis took out a Knicks roster and circled three names: "The cash remains the same, the draft picks are withdrawn, and they are added."

"Lu, this..." Baylor realized that if Louis really didn't make a move, he would hit a critical blow as soon as he made a move.

"Trust me, it's not going to be the sale price," Louie said firmly. "Call."

Pat Williams was afraid to leave his office. The Knicks hadn't called for hours, and he wasn't sure if the other party wanted to trade.

He has to wait.

The Cavaliers made a few more calls trying to speed up the deal, and now, they have a second option. If the Knicks are determined to want it, their bid will be higher than the Cavaliers.

In order to wait for the call from New York, Williams didn't go anywhere, eating and drinking in his office.

At 2:11 p.m., his phone rang again.

Williams answered the phone quickly, "Hi."

"Pat, it's me."

"Oh, Elgin, it's you." Although he had been waiting for several hours, Williams was able to act as if nothing had happened.

"I really didn't expect that you would reject our offer." Baylor stated his attitude on behalf of the team. "However, we really really want the second pick, so we decided to make another offer."

Williams listened.

"Unlike the first bid, this time we will withdraw Bol and the 1990 first-round pick. We hope to use AC Green, Gerald Wilkins, Mario Eli and $50 in cash in exchange for your second pick in the first round. Pat, what do you think?"

Last season, the Knicks were all soldiers. Tony Campbell averaged 20 points per game, the highest in the team, followed by Ewing with 18 points per game, Ellis with 16 points per game and Stockton with 11 points per game.

They have six players averaging double figures and eight players averaging more than eight points per game.

Green and Wilkins are high-quality rookies who averaged more than 8 points per game.

If it weren't for the Knicks with many rookies, they could definitely get more playing time and perform better in other teams.

The vitality of Wilkins in the third position is what the 76ers need. Green is also a powerful supplement as a substitute insider. Eli proved in the playoffs that he belongs to the NBA.

Plus $50.

The Knicks offered an offer no less than that of the Cavaliers.

"I have to say I like your offer, Elgin, give us a moment."

After expressing his liking, Pat Williams hung up the phone.

He immediately called the Cavaliers.

The people in the Knicks' office know what he's doing, and bidding up prices is routine in trades, not new.

"This guy is too greedy, he still wants to raise the price?" Baylor thought they had paid enough.

"Elgin, you should learn from him, this is a reassuring general manager."

Louie absolutely forgot that he was the general manager of the Knicks.

"Study?" Baylor said disdainfully, "Learn ass!"

"This old guy who doesn't seek to make progress is really hard to deal with." Louis complained to the people around him.

At this time, there were many people in Louis' office.

There are assistants, there are teaching assistants, and they're all waiting for a call back from Philly.

Louie's biggest annoyance now is that he doesn't have the eyes to see the Cleveland Cavaliers' office screen.

If you can see it, it must be wonderful.

Louis' guess is probably right.

The general manager of the Cavaliers, Harry Weltman, who was already in a position to win, suddenly received a call from the 76ers office.

They were told that a team had proposed a better bargaining chip.

"Unfortunately, the negotiations between us may have to stop here." Williams meant to get rid of the Cavaliers and then complete the transaction. "I hope we can reach an agreement next time."

"Wait, Pat! I want to know which team gave you better leverage!" Wiltman would die knowing who backstabbed him.

On the phone, Williams seemed troubled.

"I shouldn't have told you, but who are we friends? I can tell you which team it is, but I won't tell you what they gave."

"I know the rules."

Pat Williams' answer came to Weltman's ears a second later: "New York is bidding, and their bid is high. I can't refuse."

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New York!

Thinking of the deal that Wiltman regretted last year, the team he hates most now is the New York Knicks.

"It really is them!"

"Yes, they are aggressive."

"Pat, give me a little more time." Wiltman had to stabilize the other party first, and if the deal was made, everything would be over.

In front of Wiltman sat the current head coach of the Cavaliers, George Karl.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"Damn New York! They bid! Of course they will bid, I should have thought of it, they are the league's worst team to see us!" Wiltman cursed, "Damn New York, fuck Little Lu!"

Carl said with a heavy face: "We can't give up, once the second pick falls into the hands of New York"

"Yes, the price must be increased, we must get the second pick!"

Thinking of his own situation, the more difficult it was, the hatred for Louis in Wiltman's heart increased.

(End of this chapter)