The Rest, Only Noise

"Are you finished?"

Auerbach asked impatiently.

"almost."

Louie put down the contract documents, he was happy, Auerbach did not add some clauses in the contract that might restrict him, it was a real contract.

"If there is no problem, just sign it." Auerbach deliberately chose to renew his contract with Louis at this time, just to make sure that everything was under control.

He believes that Louis can lead the team to win the championship, and he also believes that as long as he wins the championship, Louis will jump out of the contract as soon as possible.

At that time, it is beyond his control what kind of offer Louis, who has joined the free market, will get.

He gave enough sincerity in this contract. The problem is, if Louie goes to the free market, some teams will give more sincerity.

Now is the best time, Louie hasn't won the championship, the future is uncertain, the Celtics are at their best, is there any coach who doesn't want to coach this team for a long time?

Auerbach does not believe there is such a person.

To put it mildly, even the most mediocre coach to lead this team, the record is not too bad.

The rare thing about Louis is that he taps the potential of the team so much, which completely exceeded the expectations and imagination of the management.

Some coaches don't know how to eat even if they serve a good dish.

Although Louie has yet to bring a mediocre team to fully reflect his coaching ability, it is enough to make a strong team play its full power.

However, Louis' decision was beyond Auerbach's imagination.

"No, the season is not over, I don't want to decide my future so quickly." Louis pushed the contract documents to Auerbach.

Auerbach asked unexpectedly: "Are you unhappy with your salary?"

"How? You surprised me this time with your generosity."

"why?"

"Didn't you say, I don't want to decide my future so quickly."

"Stop farting with me!" Auerbach exclaimed. "If you're happy with your salary, I don't think there's any reason for you to reject me!"

Louis smiled: "Yes."

"Why?"

"Didn't I say it? A controllable future." Louis was about to spit out the sacred word, "Freedom. Isn't this what America and many Western countries admire, I want to be free to choose my future, and decide now. , a little too soon, I'm not ready."

Auerbach doesn't believe Louie cares about **** freedom, he just doesn't want to sign.

"You want to test the waters of the free market?" Auerbach is not an idiot. Louie only needs to win two more games to activate his jump-out clause. At that time, he can test the waters of the free market as a historic rookie coach.

Auerbach believes that teams will compete as much as young superstars bidding to become free agents.

Now that this has happened, there is no need for Louis to hide his intentions.

"Reed, I'm always thinking, what would my future be like if I put down roots in Boston?"

Auerbach looked at Louis solemnly, "Have you thought of that?"

"Probably, I'm just a second Tom (Heinsohn) at most." Louie drank another coke, "I can't run the draft freely, I can't trade as I want, I can't control the future of the team, because I have the upper hand. And Jane, there is still you on Jane's head, and you have your own considerations, it is difficult for me to pass this level."

"You're still **** young! These things are not as easy as you think!"

Auerbach immediately thought of the trade he pushed back during the season.

It was a deal that Louie negotiated, and Auerbach didn't want to do it if he couldn't see the benefits.

Auerbach suddenly discovered that perhaps it was the deal that left Louis uncertain about his future.

He began to want "freedom".

His freedom is by no means the kind of freedom to die that people who still go to the beach to bask in the sun, participate in social activities, and even insist on going out despite the mild symptoms of the new crown when the epidemic is spreading more than 30 years later. .

Louis wanted more than Auerbach wanted.

"If youth can be an excuse, I shouldn't be coaching the Celtics." Louie joked.

Auerbach already knew that he could not get Louis to sign a contract extension today.

If all goes well, the Celtics will win the Finals and Louie will jump out of his existing contract and become a free agent.

From what he just said, Auerbach can conclude that he will not stay in Boston.

"Why do you want more when you know how difficult it is for you to sit in this position at such a young age? What do you want? To take my place?" Auerbach's eyes became dangerous, as if A landlord male lion looking at the wandering male lion.

"No one can take your place. Before you fail, or you get dementia, everyone who wants to take your place will be drowned in the spittle of fans."

That's why Louie won't stay in Boston for long.

He did not want to live in the shadow of Auerbach for long.

"You're still young, Louis." Auerbach's hard knives and sugar-coated cannonballs were useless, and he took out his last weapon, the soft knife. "A lot of things are not as simple as you think. You are eager to participate in the construction of the team, I can understand, and I am willing to let you participate. You came to Boston at the age of 18, this is your second home, all Everyone thinks you're going to take my place in the future, but you need a little patience."

There seemed to be magic in Auerbach's hoarse voice: "It's yours, it'll always be yours."

"Let me reconsider."

Auerbach's hard knives, soft knives and lucrative contracts didn't impress Louie.

He said he would consider it, but his determination was unshakable.

I saw him leave the office with another bottle of Coke, and Walker waited outside the door for them to finish their conversation.

"Is it done?" Walker asked.

Louis teased: "Almost."

Hearing this, Volker's face darkened immediately, and he hoped that Louis would stay.

Because Louie is a young coach with discerning eyes and unlimited potential. Auerbach will retire sooner or later. At that time, he will be the general manager, and he needs a coach he can trust to advance and retreat together.

However, Auerbach's magic does not seem to be working today.

This young man rejected Reed Auerbach.

Louie walked away before Volker entered Auerbach's office, and he wanted to know some details.

"Jane, I don't know what the problem is." Auerbach lit his cigar.

He really doesn't know that there is no team better suited to a rookie coach than the current Celtics.

This team has great talent, a strong lineup, and it can dominate the league.

Rookie coaches can use this lineup to experiment with their tactics, and even if they fail, they can rely on the team's strength to make a bottom line.

Even if Louis wants to leave, he should stay here for a few more years and make enough achievements before leaving.

But just now, he acted impatiently.

Auerbach couldn't understand why a young man who made his debut in Boston and spent only 6 years on the road from scout, to assistant coach, and then to head coach, why his ambitions were so inflated that he was unwilling to wait for him to let him go.

"K.C. said that no one really knew Louie," Walker said bitterly. "We never knew what he was thinking and what he wanted to do."

His pain lies in the foreseeable future. From the coaching staff to the management, no one can share it for him, and no one can deal with Auerbach with him. Even after Auerbach retires, he may not even be able to keep his job as general manager without someone like Louie to support him in his work.

Cigar smoke swirled around Auerbach's mouth, and he exhaled a cloud.

"Maybe, he's just that kind of guy."

Auerbach said mockingly.

"From the beginning, he aimed at my position."

"You mean when he was 18...he thought about this day?" Walker said horribly.

"What?" Auerbach snorted coldly, "Do you think it's impossible?"

Volker could see Louis' ability and potential in him, and liked his character more, but he couldn't see through Louis' heart.

"We have to prepare for the worst!"

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Louie opened another bottle of Coke brought from Auerbach's office as he stood on the second floor overlooking the court below.

Bird had finished running and was drinking.

Paxson continued to shoot, and the three-pointer seemed to be the only one in his life.

Louie recalled that Auerbach's contract extension, it is impossible to say that he is not moved.

If he had less ambition and more desire to build a career, he might have signed that contract. Anyway, there are only four years. The next four years will be the golden period for the Celtics to impact their results. If it goes well, it is not impossible to win the three championships in the next four years, or even all of them.

At that time, he may leave Boston with five rings, or four rings, the honor enough to be inducted into the Hall of Fame.

Whenever his thoughts tilted toward the stay-at-home option, he couldn't help but think of how Auerbach ran the Celtics like a dictator.

He doesn't want to work for a long time under a framework that he can't control~www.novelmt.com~ Before he had no choice, now it is different, even if he is going to a bad team, as long as he has enough permissions, he can still Build a team to take on the Celtics.

That would be a team without Auerbach at all, and no one would ever say, "Without Reed, none of this would have happened."

Starting from scratch, starting from nothing, and defeating the Celtics and the Lakers as the ultimate BOSS, what a difficult road this is, Louis is terrified just thinking about it.

The harder it was, the more his adrenaline surged.

When your life starts over, you will accept all challenges.

To be content with the status quo, or to seek shortcuts, was never an option for him.

The more time passed, the more unshakable Louis' determination became.

He's made a decision, just hasn't spoken to anyone.