the rest, only noise

Chapter 937
The Knicks are undefeated ahead of the All-Star break.

Louie's 600 wins not only did not let them slack off, but found enough motivation for it.

Louie only regrets that the All-Star Weekend broke this momentum. If they can maintain their current momentum and enter the playoffs, even the Blazers, who are currently 46 wins and 5 losses, can still be destroyed.

However, the footsteps that should be stopped must be stopped.

From February 2th to February 17rd, there will be no games due to the All-Star Weekend.

On February 2th, Louis gathered players in the Blue Palace for the last training before the holiday.

Ewing made a special announcement today: "My family's newly opened Jamaican deli opens today. Who is interested in joining the show? I treat you."

"There is a treat, why don't you go?"

It was originally a voluntary matter, but now if it is emphasized by Louis, no one else can do it if they don't want to.

Rodman was the only one who tried to pull the needle: "Coach, can I not go, I'm not interested in Jamaican food. To be honest, I don't like foreign food"

This kind of thing is different from training. If Rodman wants to find an excuse not to come, others will also have an excuse.

"You think about it again?" Louis said with a smile based on the principle of democracy.

In private, Rodman regarded Louis as his father, and he was extremely precise about whether his smile was true or false.

"Don't think about it, I'll go!" Rodman snorted, "Isn't someone inviting me to a party at her house? I'm the king of parties. What party haven't I attended? I won't go!"

Rodman, the most difficult monster to subdue, was persuaded by Louis, and the others did not dare to have an opinion.

Wilson made a request: "Coach, I'm not interested in Jamaican food."

Ewing gave him a serious look.

Louie didn't believe Wilson would tear him down.

"However, I can go, but there are conditions." Wilson smiled, "How about canceling today's training session and let's go directly?"

"This is good!"

Whoever is the least motivated can be seen right now.

When McHale yelled the loudest.

"Patrick, I hope your food is vegetarian."

Ewing said affirmatively: "Of course, we are professional and can satisfy anyone's taste."

Wilson's request was not too much, and Louis agreed on the spot.

People who were still resistant to going to the Jamaican specialty deli after training are fine.

Although Ewing did not do anything beneficial to his money after he came to New York, except for messing up his off-site business value, his family seized the opportunity and began to plan the family's business territory in 1985, starting with the catering industry.

There are 20 Jamaican restaurants under the Ewing family name.

The practice was cancelled, and the Knicks set out.

Except for two rookies in the development league (Wang Mukong and Matt Steinga), everyone else came to Ewing's Jamaican deli.

"Patrick, if you find something spicy for me again, I won't come next time."

Louie had no fond memories of eating at the Ewings' restaurant every time.

No, maybe it should be said that the tastes of black specialty restaurants are a bit strange.

The first is various chickens.

Including this deli from Ewing's.

Louis looked at the menu, good guy, the main dishes are: roast chicken, stewed chicken, curry chicken, dried pork chops, sea bream fillets, black pepper oxtail, curry shrimp, curry goat, curry jerky.
Each dish has a picture.

So thoughtful, but Louie didn't like it all.

He said tactfully, "Have some french fries."

Ewing thought that the dishes Louis ordered were too conservative.

"I treat you." Ewing blanked him, "Why are you being polite to me?"

"Then have pea fried rice."

Ewing asked harshly: "Don't you lose weight?"

"Hey, what do you want from me?"

Ewing said angrily: "How long has it been since you ate out? The signboards are all in the first column. Our signatures are cocoa bread and roast chicken."

"Since it's a signboard, let's each have a copy." Tomjanovich said, "If you need anything else, just talk to the staff."

Ewing went to the back kitchen to prepare.

Since it is a deli, everything is ready-made, just in the warmer.

So ready to serve in no time.

Seeing that Tomjanovich was frowning, Louis asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Let me have fun by telling it."

Tomjanovich said insincerely: "I see Jeff and Billy doing well in Miami and Los Angeles, and I feel sad."

"I asked you before."

The two errands in Miami and Los Angeles, before being assigned to Donovan and Van Gundy, Louie let Tomjanovich choose himself.

But he didn't choose either, he just wanted to stay in New York.

"I know, just thinking about it now, maybe my choice was wrong." Tomjanovich sighed, "Miami and Los Angeles have a very good lineup, whoever goes to be the head coach can make results."

Louis snorted softly: "If the lineup is not good, I won't let them go."

They are all assistant coaches who came out of his subordinates. If he went to a new team and did not perform well, wouldn't that be a blow to his brand?

"Are you thinking again now?" Louis asked.

If Tomjanovich is really eager to coach, Louis can help him find an errand at the end of this season. Although it may not be successful, it is not difficult to enjoy it.

"No, I guess I was spoiled by the children at home. Alas, believe me, two children are enough, don't have more." Tomjanovich was distressed.

Only then did Louis remember that Tomjanovich's family had recently added another person.

It is said that Tomjanovich was unable to find a bulletproof helmet after returning home from an away game and was eager to meet his personal needs, so he went directly without defense.

Unexpectedly, I won the lottery at once.

Tomjanovich took Louis to recall the suffering his son and daughter brought him when he was a child.

Tomjanovich said he accidentally spilled milk in a diaper this morning and his first reaction was that it would stink and if anyone found out he would be called the worst dad in the world.

Louie felt the same way.

Who said only pregnant women can be jittery?After the baby is born, those responsible dads will also be nervous.

Louis and Tomjanovich had the same experience. He couldn’t remember whether it was when his son was a child or when his daughter was a child. In short, once, he picked up a plastic bag at home and put the child’s diapers and clothes in it. He also picked up a few bags that were suspected of containing dirt. After walking a few steps, he found that his pants were soaked in the sewage inside.

He convinces himself with "that's just juice".

It turned out to be a child's urine
After telling the story to Tomjanovich, Louie said: "You know what, today I would lock myself in the shower for an hour, but at the time, I thought it would be better to have some kid pee on me, it would make me look like a dutiful father."

"It's so fucking agreeable!" Tomjanovich cried, "Is it easy for us men?"

Louis said lightly: "Since then, whoever told me that maternity leave is happy, I want to slap them in the face. Irresponsible dads will have a happy maternity leave. Impeccable dads like us have a good time."

Louis and Tomjanovich exchanged parenting experience, and suddenly found a resonance.

That's why they have such a good relationship.

They have worked together for many years and the connections in their lives are countless.

At this time, Ewing brought up the store's signature roast chicken and cocoa bread.

Among them were French fries and pea fried rice that Louis had ordered before.

"You think I can eat so much?" Louis felt the gorilla teasing him.

Ewing looked at Louis' stomach in awe, nodded seriously, and said, "If I say no, your stomach may not agree."

Louis was in a hurry, "If someone says later that your food is not tasty, I won't smooth things over for you!"

"Don't worry, they will swallow it too."

Uncle Ewing was overconfident in his character.

Louis looked at the so-called roast chicken seriously, but in fact there was more than just roast chicken.

In addition to the grilled chicken so black that Louis suspected it was full of carcinogens, there were also a few pieces of roasted sweet potatoes, a ball of freshly cooked purple potato rice and a plate of vegetable salad.

The cocoa bread looked like a flaxen sleeping bag, Louis picked it up and bit it, the inside was full of high-sweet cream, it made him so tired after one bite.

"How is it?" Tomjanovich asked.

"My evaluation is that it is better to eat spicy food."

Only those who are familiar with Louis know that this evaluation is similar to "it's better to eat shit".

(End of this chapter)