The Rest, Only Noise

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That night, when Louie returned to the hotel, he knocked on Thomas and Sampson's door one after another. He wanted to know how the two were feeling after being put together by reporters.

Sampson is still calm, after all, there is a lot of his performance tonight that can't be seen from the statistics.

Thomas said frankly: "I won the game, why should I be sad? They like Larry is their business, why should I be angry? I do my best on the court, I don't need to be sad, that's it."

Louie didn't know Thomas, but he knew Thomas' nemesis Jordan.

With Jordan, Thomas has done a lot of double-edged things, and this is only for Jordan, and there are many things that Louis doesn't understand. Therefore, he will not take Thomas' side words lightly.

It's just that he killed him and refused to admit it, and Louis couldn't say more, just treat it as if he was telling the truth.

Back in the hotel room, Louis received a voicemail from Auerbach.

"Congratulations on your win, I would like to know the details about this game, please call me back as soon as possible."

Louie wanted to call Auerbach back, but the signal to Boston was poor, so he could only reply to Auerbach by voicemail.

The next day, the Celtics returned to Boston.

To be able to bring the game back to home is already satisfying for some fans.

This turbulent season has left a lot of people exhausted.

Before the new collective bargaining agreement was reached, many teams had already made plans not to play in the playoffs.

Later, the labor-management agreement was successfully reached. Although the season was able to continue, the damage caused to the team during the season was irreparable, and many teams performed far below expectations in the playoffs.

The Celtics are just one of them.

It can be said that this season is the most accidental, most impactful and relatively least competitive season since 1976.

Only the Philadelphia 76ers are ready for a championship.

Big favorites like the Celtics were torn apart long before the playoffs.

Louis immediately rushed to the general manager's office of the Greek Academy to report the situation to Auerbach.

It was already after twelve o'clock in the morning. When Louis arrived at Auerbach's office, the air conditioner was not even on. The old man was eating the fried noodles and a bottle of beer that he had just delivered.

Louie consciously took out a Coke from the refrigerator.

He was so thirsty that he opened it and drank it, but found that the taste was not right.

"What is Pepsi?" Louis asked.

Auerbach rolled his eyes at him, "It's all Coke, you're still picky!"

"Is that Pepsi drink by people?" Louis only took a sip and put it back in the refrigerator.

"Damn, you pay attention to your quality!" Auerbach's fried noodles flew all over his mouth, and the whole mouth spewed out, "What do you mean by opening the bottle and drinking it and putting it back?"

Louie said: "The smell makes me want to vomit, but I'm not sure if people like it or not, so I just took a sip, and I didn't eat anything in the morning, I brushed my teeth, and I didn't have bad breath, I was healthy, absolutely clean, who Can you despise me?"

"If you don't drink it, throw it away. I don't need you to save me money!"

Auerbach saw the virtue of Louis, and immediately felt that fried noodles and beer were not delicious.

"You asked me to report to you, but you didn't even give me a drink." Louis shook his head in disappointment, "Reed, do you have a good conscience?"

Auerbach picked up the chopsticks again.

"Stop talking nonsense, I eat mine, you say yours!"

Louie took the Coke out of the refrigerator and put it on the table. If he was too thirsty later, he would take a few sips.

"What do you want to know?" Louis asked.

"The details of the game, your thoughts, I want to know all." Auerbach said decisively.

"There are no details to speak of, I can't think of a link that deserves attention." Louie said casually, "We can win because our execution has been greatly enhanced. The better they perform, the more it shows that Coach Fitch is there. At times, they deliberately fail to do their best.”

Auerbach knew this was the case.

At this time, he was not angry.

"It's the manager's job to get the locker room set up and the players willing to play for them, and Bill screwed it up," Auerbach said decisively. "He took it upon himself."

Louie smiled and said: "Yes, I think so too. I can understand it logically, but from a professional attitude, this is unacceptable. They can't deliberately lose because they hate Bill."

For Auerbach, Fitch's dismissal of get out of class was an accident, but being able to help Louis on the horse ahead of time was considered to be the right choice at the wrong time.

He watched the game last night, and he could see that the Celtics players trusted Louis and could basically implement his tactical intentions.

"Next, what are your plans?"

Auerbach wondered about Louis' follow-up plans.

"I'll try to win Game 5, but I believe the Bucks will win this series," Louie said lightly.

Auerbach said dissatisfied: "You can win two games, you can win four games, why do you say such depressing words?"

"Because I'm taking over a conflicted team, and I don't have time to transform them, I can only take a bold strategy to win, which can work in a game or two, but as the series deepens, the Bucks' kind of Teams that stand on defense will show their fangs," Louie said calmly. "They just need to fight as hard as we can to meet the Phillies in the conference finals, and we need to win four games."

Auerbach understood what Louis meant.

It's really hard to win four life-and-death battles in a row.

Louis still took over temporarily. He didn't have time to build his own system, and he didn't have the opportunity to instill his game philosophy into the players. The Celtics were still strictly speaking Fitch's way, but Louis subtly adjusted the play on both ends of the offense and defense. Law.

"In this case, Bill's resignation is still a little late." Auerbach made a cold joke.

Louie took a sip of Coke, and the sugary Pepsi couldn't stand it.

"I still can't drink this shit!" Louie put a bottle of Pepsi almost full in the trash.

Auerbach asked another question: "When you say there is a lot of conflict within the team, what do you mean?"

"White stars are sought after by thousands, black stars are jealous but don't say a word, reporters take it for granted, and it's hard to say whether our white star will realize this, although I reminded him, but that Hillbilly is too hard to deal with."

Although Louis did not directly name the name, he said it was no different from reading someone's ID number.

"You mean Larry and Isiah?"

"You're so smart, Reed!"

Auerbach heard Louis' mockery and snorted: "This kind of contradiction is not a special product of the Celtics, nor is it a special product of your generation. Russell and Cuz (Cousy) also came here back then; Hondo , the big redhead, JJ (Jojo White) and Paul (Silas) came over the same way.”

"Even, the team that wins the championship is not immune to this problem. This is not our specialty. It is a social problem in the United States since ancient times." Auerbach reminded, "This is not something you and I can solve, understand?"

"Isn't it?"

"What's wrong?"

"If Larry is a racist who opens his mouth and shuts his mouth to clear the bugs, then it really can't be solved." Louie said seriously, "but he is not, he is just a self-esteem and inferiority sensitive country bumpkin, he doesn't like it Spotlight, but how can the great white hope not have the spotlight? I just want him to enjoy the spotlight and make his teammates, especially the teammates who have a racial string stretched for a few moments, proud."

Auerbach was very worried about Louis, and he said cautiously: "Promise me, don't say those sensitive words outside."

"thanks for reminding."

How could Louie not know how sensitive the racial string is, he doesn't even use the word "black" very much outside, shouldn't it be "African American"? Look how politically correct this is.

"I don't think you can handle this, Russell gave us eleven championships, but before he publicly announced his application for a gun, there would still be people opening his door and **** on his bed; Kurz Before retiring, the media always ignored Russell and his contributions, and regarded the white people including Kurz as the soul of the team." Auerbach said slowly, "That's why I like those unassuming players, only This kind of person can live with the media snub."

"Unfortunately, Isaiah Thomas is not that kind of person, not even Cedric Maxwell."

"So what you have to do is appease them, not blow them up."

Auerbach was serious, and he wanted Louis to know how hard it was.

He felt that Louie was not American, so he couldn't understand.

But Louis came to the United States since he was a child. As the British-Chinese at the bottom of the discrimination chain, he understands better than anyone how the tumor-like virus of racial discrimination has divided American society~www.novelmt.com~ This is innate in immigrant countries Congenitally ill, he does not intend to go against the sky.

"I'm not interested in being a babysitter, and I don't want them to self-destruct." Louie said with a smile on his face, serious and unquestionable, "I just want this team to be what it should be. "

Auerbach's eyes looked through the minds of countless people, but he couldn't always see Louis's thoughts.

Not this time either.

But he saw a youthful young man with a deep ambition in his face, and he thought he could change the problems that have existed since black people entered the league.

Auerbach sighed, "Then let it go and let me see what this team should be like."

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