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Chapter 322 320: Who has the final say?
"Henson Joe, dinner with Giorgio Armani? The world is fucking over."

That was the reaction almost everyone had when they saw a photo of Henson and Armani having dinner at a restaurant on the news the next day.

Giorgio Armani, a fashion guru in people's eyes, an old-school gentleman, and an artist.Dining with Henson Joe, the jerk, liar, and rotten guy in people's eyes?
There is no doubt that this is an incredible thing.These are two people in completely different worlds, and there's no reason an old-school gentleman could be linked with a jerk.

The media have mixed opinions about the meeting between the two.

Some said that Henson entertained Giorgio Armani for his boss and father-in-law Vivek, while others said that the two had dinner at the same restaurant purely because they met by chance.

"Under Mr. Giorgio Armani's extreme reluctance, Henson Joe offered to have a meal with Mr. Armani." A tabloid reporter even wrote that, as if he was there at the time.

Seeing these reports emerging one after another, 100 versions can be compiled, Giorgio Armani himself is naturally grinning from ear to ear.

Not to mention how these media comment on Henson, but looking at the entire league, going out to dinner with someone can attract so much exposure and discussion, who else is there?
Exposure and commercial value, those guys will never understand.
"Spokesperson!?" At this time, in Henson's office, Stevens looked at Henson with a ghostly expression.

He can guarantee that all media speculations are not as exaggerated as reality!

"A spokesperson for Armani suits? I've never heard that they will find a basketball coach to be their spokesperson." Stevens looked at Henson in disbelief. He had seen a lot of commercialization of players, but this was the first time he had heard of commercialization of coaches.

"Now you've seen it. Believe me, when I heard the news, I didn't look much more relaxed than you, Brad. But I think, this is what we need. We can all bring benefits to each other, so why not?" Henson spread his hands, and threw all the fashion magazines and gossip newspapers he bought this morning into the trash can.

Stevens also put away his smile. He knew what Henson meant—it was time to work.

"I just got the report from the team doctor. You can continue to rest assured that there are no potential injuries for all members." Before Henson could ask, Stevens reported the situation of the team.

Having worked with Henson for a long time, the members of the Pacers' coaching staff all have a characteristic, they can talk nonsense and never talk nonsense.

"Jimmy Butler's three-point shooting percentage has improved again recently. Frazier said that he is learning quickly, and he may be able to increase the proportion of his shots from beyond the three-point line in the future."

"The next game is also our last game in January. We will play against the Detroit Pistons at home. The Pistons are still the same. Greg Monroe and Ronnie Stuckey are the core of the offense. As long as these two points are strangled, the Pistons have nothing to fear. In the past two days, we can set up defensive training according to the opponent's 1nd and [-]th offense."

"Well," Henson nodded slightly after hearing what Stevens said, "The Detroit Pistons, the last time they played against them was Paul's first game after his suspension. To be honest, they are simply vulnerable. If there are no accidents, we should be able to win the 21st game at home, and then"

"Then, we're going to attack the Rockets' 22-game winning streak, Henson! Haha, this is so fucking crazy!" Stevens smiled excitedly. When he first came to the NBA to coach, he never imagined that he would become one of the creators of the league's second-longest winning streak.

"Yeah, 22 consecutive victories, the longest winning streak in the history of the league except for the Lakers' 33 consecutive victories. And we are only one step away from this longest record. But it seems to be arranged by God. After the Pistons, our opponent is the Miami Heat. In other words, if we want to win the 22nd game in a row, we must kill the Miami Heat." Henson said, frowning.No one or any team can relax their minds before facing the Miami Heat.

Stevens' smile also gradually disappeared. Yes, the 22-game winning streak happened to meet the Heat. "This may be the legendary, fateful encounter."

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In addition to the news that Henson and Armani had dinner together, the hottest topic in the NBA recently is undoubtedly the fateful duel between the Pacers and the Heat that the media has been hyping up.This topic is like a bloody 22 o'clock TV series, and there are not many people in the entire basketball circle who don't know it.Everyone knows that the Pacers are about to tie the record of [-] consecutive victories, and the condition for tying this record is that they must defeat the powerful old opponent of the Miami Heat!
So Henson wouldn't be surprised to see so many reporters gather on the practice field at Bankers Life Fieldhouse during the media opening hours during today's training session.

As in the past, except for the Indianapolis local media, most reporters are almost overwhelmingly more optimistic about the Miami Heat.They believe that the Heat will act as the "hero" and stand up to end the Pacers, the "dragon" that ravaged the league.

After all, the Heat are now strong and in good shape.In the past half a month, 6 of the 5 games have been won.Of course, the biggest reason for the media to think that the Heat can win the game is: the last time the Pacers defeated the Heat in the absence of Wade, and now, the Miami Heat lineup is complete!
So when the reporters rushed onto the practice field, it felt like Henson had let in a bunch of annoying flies.

"What do you think of the strength of the Miami Heat? How likely are they to stop you from completing your 22-game winning streak?"

"Facing the Miami Heat with a full lineup on the 22-game winning streak, will you feel the pressure doubled?"

During the break between practices, reporters have been asking questions about the Miami Heat.In his own training ground, he has been asked how the Heat are doing. Not to mention Henson, even the Pacers players are not happy.

More polite players like Horford and Leonard will answer more or less in an official tone.When encountering bad tempers, such as Anderson and Stephenson, they would directly give the reporters a disgusted look, and then push the microphone away.

No way, when the reporters around you open their mouths and shut up and say "what about the Heat", "what about Wade after his return from injury", the players will always have a feeling of "I am underestimated".

Did these stupid journalists make a mistake?We are about to tie the 22-game winning streak, not the Miami Heat!
After experiencing the friction in the Eastern Conference finals last season, Henson himself didn't like the Heat, and he also knew that the league was more partial to the Heat.So today, he does not intend to save any face for these media.If the players dare not say it, let him, the "wicked man", say it.

So, Henson called all the reporters around him, claiming that he would answer all the questions.However, before the reporters gathered any questions, Henson began to speak on his own.

"I want to be straight so you can figure it out. Ladies and gentlemen, you're all in the fucking wrong place! We're next up against the Detroit Pistons and you're in Bankers Life Arena in Indianapolis! To follow the Miami Heat, you can now take a cab to the airport and buy a ticket to the South Coast! No one here will answer any of your questions about the Miami Heat! Since I'm sure you can't ask anything other than the Heat, So I declare that today's media opening period is over!"

After Henson finished speaking, he waved to the arena security personnel and told them to throw the media out of the training hall.

The reporters stayed where they were in shock, looking at each other.etc?What is this guy up to?Chase the reporter away?

"You have no right to do this, Coach Henson Joe! The media opening hours are approved by the league, and your team is obliged to accept interviews and filming!" A fat reporter waved his fist in protest.

Henson turned his head and looked at the shouting reporters.His sharp eyes immediately made the reporter lower his head slightly without any momentum.

"Tell me, Mr. Reporter, what is this place!?" Henson shouted loudly, and the entire training hall immediately fell silent, just like when the teacher lost his temper on the podium when he was in school, the classroom would suddenly fall silent.

"Banker Life Arena." The fat reporter replied hesitantly.

"Very good, in the Bankers Life Arena, what you say doesn't matter, what the league says doesn't matter. Who has the final say? Henson Joe has the final say! And I just said, the interview time is over!"

Henson turned angrily, and the reporter left the training ground under the action of the arena security personnel.

Bird, who was on the second floor of the training ground, couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the following scene.Shooing away the reporters during the media opening hours, he can guarantee that within half an hour, the league office will call.

But Bird doesn't blame Henson. If someone praises your direct competitor in front of you, and then asks you to say something good about this competitor, they will be dissatisfied with it if they say something bad. Unless they are mentally ill, no one likes this kind of thing.

Therefore, Bird is supporting Henson.And as long as there is victory, there is no fear of offending the reporters.After the Pacers get their 22-game winning streak, those guys will line up and wait to come into the practice field for interviews.

And what this guy Henson is best at is winning!

"Do it well, Henson. Let those who look down on us suffer!" Bird muttered to himself, and then walked to his office.

He is ready to answer the "complaint call" from the league office.

(End of this chapter)