the rest, only noise

Chapter 556 I Don't Care (6)

97 to 80, this is the final score.

The game lost its suspense from Ralph Sampson's cramp. In the fourth quarter, Ewing left the field with six fouls. He frequently fouled Isiah Thomas violently.

Half a minute later, Dennis Rodman fouled out.

Then Stevens fouled out.

The Celtics made 41 free throws in the game. Their muscles trembled due to the confrontation given by the Knicks. They only hit 20 goals, and their free throw percentage was less than 50%. This is the true portrayal of this game.

All 13 players on the Knicks' active list appeared on the stage, and even a small role like Brad Rohaus scored a crucial 9 points.

It seems that no player is completely useless under Louie.

The playing time of the 13 players was distributed reasonably. The players who played the most were Wilson and Ewing, both of whom played only 25 minutes.

In this game, the Knicks were defending oppressively every second. The terrifying intensity made the Celtics have to attack Dell Ellis, who was crazy on the outside line.

In the eyes of Bostonians, the Knicks, wearing blue jerseys, are demons.

Tom Heinsohn denounced the atrocities of the New Yorkers on the field: "I don't think they should be called the Knicks, they should be called the Blue Devils! New York Blue Devils, this name is quite suitable for them!"

Louie stood up, and the audience booed him.

The Celtic players who once respected him had hatred in their eyes. KC Jones, who led him into professional basketball, looked at him like an enemy. Heinsohn, who had always supported him on CBS, also became Cunningham's accomplice.

Everything related to Boston was given up by him.

Does it matter?

Louis asked himself.

Time is the most deceptive, but it can also make you understand that there is nothing in this world that cannot be lost. What is gone is the scenery, what is left is life, and the person who goes to the end is the right person.

"Want a Coke, Lou?" Tomjanovich asked.

"Thanks." Louis stretched his waist, "I've had enough to drink today, and my mother will call and scold me if I drink any more."

He got up, and the series wasn't over.

Now, they are only briefly out of the elimination queue, and the Celtics still hold two match points.

It's not over, far from it.

Louie patted each player on the shoulder and said to them, "Well played!"

He'd scolded them so brutally on the training ground over the past two days and taunted them in the halftime dressing room that they were softies, but they turned out not to be.

This hard game to the bone is the best response.

Louis walked up to KC Jones, no handshake, no exchange.

"Don't think it's over," KC said.

"Of course this is not the end." Louis said, "The debts you owe have not been paid off yet."

He then did a live interview with CBS.

"You guys seem to put everything you have into the game," said Louie's longtime CBS acquaintance, Todd Allen. "How does it feel to win this game?"

"It's hard for me to tell you guys how I feel."

"Everyone is waiting for Boston to advance, but I don't want that to happen," Louie said. "I just don't want to."

Allen could see that Louis was emotional.

"Multiple sources say Larry's back injury has returned, does that improve your chances of winning the series?"

"Maybe, I don't think about it."

"I don't care about tomorrow. I don't care about Larry. I don't care about Boston. I don't care about Boston. I don't care about what other people think. What will the future be like? Maybe it will be a bouquet of flowers, a shooting star, a wish for a miracle; no, it may become a vow. I made a promise to many people, and they didn't believe it. I don't intend to get their blessing. We are here, we are on a journey, and we will continue to move forward. No matter what happens, we will play the next game as if it is the last."

Allen found that Louis' eye circles were already red, and from the day he left Boston, he was destined to be an enemy of his former friends.

Today is the day he broke with Boston, and it is also the day when the Knicks are reborn.

His heart was full of emotions, but his rationality told him that this was not the time to vent his emotions, the journey was not over, and the destination was still far away.

"Coach Lu, thank you for accepting our interview. For me, this is the best game I have ever seen." Allen said after closing the mic.

"Thank you."

Louie walked down the aisle, and fans would still throw things at him.

This time, he dodged.

The press conference that night became a stage for the Boston media to attack the Knicks.

The two media, headed by the "Herald" and "Globe", kept pressing the Knicks to answer their malicious attacks on the Celtics during the game, especially the matter of McHale overturning Bird with a clothesline.

Even if they interpreted McHale as a demon, Louie had only one sentence: "In my opinion, it was just an ordinary foul, and the referee called it that way. Many similar fouls were called like this in this series. I don't understand the difference. Are you guys not satisfied because it's the Celtics who are in trouble? What do you think about Bill Lambiel deliberately stepping on Dale? Why didn't you come out and talk when Larry spat in Benj's face?"

"So, you are all bad media with your own standpoint. If you want to criticize us on this matter, you are not qualified. If there are no other problems, let's stop here today."

Now, the media in Boston know how their New York counterparts felt when Louis attacked the New York media.

Louie is the kind of guy who likes to take the moral high ground and poke you where it hurts, and he doesn't care what the media says about him.

"Is it possible for you to do anything as long as you win the game?"

A reporter couldn't help but ask.

"Don't get me wrong, the guy who did it first was Bill Laimbier. My players just responded with his standards. When the Boston players hurt my players, I didn't complain. I think it's the rule of the game. In the same situation, the Celtics got injured. Why are you so noisy?"

"No way, in your eyes, it can only be Celtic players who hurt players from other teams, and players from other teams will be disqualified if they dare to fight back?" Louis sarcastically said, "Considering your region's notorious history of racial discrimination, I don't think it's impossible for you to think this way, but I'm sorry, I don't fucking agree with you!"

"Little Lu, don't spout blood!"

"Since you don't want me to spout blood, I also ask everyone here to save some effort and don't beat me up."

When Louis took Ewing out of the media interview room, [-]% of the reporters on the scene were pissed off.

They have never seen such an arrogant coach.

No, he is more like a player. The coach is usually responsible for putting out the fire. Louis has no intention of putting out the fire at all, and every word he speaks has the effect of adding fuel to the fire.

Louis and Ewing walked into the flow channel together.

At the junction of the passages, one goes to the visiting team's locker room, and the other is the home team's locker room.

It was here that Louis met some old people.

Reid Auerbach wears brown glasses and looks displeased.

"You go first, Patrick," Louis said.

When Louis faced KC, he would still feel apologetic in his heart, but in front of Auerbach, he had a clear conscience.

Auerbach did support him, but he also repaid the Celtics by rebuilding the Celtics and reshaping the team's locker room chemistry in the 1983-84 season, as well as 72 wins + championships.

"Do you know who you look like now?" Auerbach asked.

Louis asked, "Who?"

"Karim." Auerbach said in a deep voice, "You have broken all your connections with Boston. You no longer have your friends here, and you will not be welcomed like Karim in the future."

"Isn't that nice, Reed."

"Why do you think I left Boston?" Louie's mouth gradually drew a sinister smile, "The Celtics are a seemingly invincible team. I don't want to stay here to win one championship after another without difficulty. I can make this team, and I can also destroy it."

Auerbach said: "You can do this in 1986. If you traded the second pick to us, the Celtics would collapse immediately."

"Hehe~"

Louis walked past Auerbach with a smile, and the moment he brushed, "That would be meaningless."

He destroyed his connection to the city, leaping high like a beast to strangle Boston's pro basketball.

What kind of impression did he leave on the city in the end?

Does he really have no affection for this city?Auerbach didn't think that was true. He didn't come to stand up for Bird, nor did he come to accuse Louis. He just wanted to have a few words with Louis.

After they finished talking, today's Louis is no longer the little scout who asked him for money with a flattering face.

However, the battle is not over yet, the Knicks want to climb up, but also the Celtics.

Try it if you can, kid!
(End of this chapter)