The Rest, Only Noise

After dinner, Louis sent them away, and when he returned home, he actually received a fax.

The recipient of the fax is the Union Office.

"LittleLu, congratulations on your great achievement in the finals. In early July, the league will organize a delegation to China to negotiate future cooperation with local basketball organizations... Therefore, we sincerely invite you to join our team.

It will be a wonderful journey, and it will be even better with your participation.

—David Stern"

Opportunities suddenly rained down on Louis, and he took the option that was most beneficial to him.

He remembered that there was no live broadcast of the NBA at this time in China. After all, it was not long before the black and white duo "saved" professional basketball, and the domestic market in the United States had not yet been consolidated, so how could there be time to think about foreign markets.

But Stern deserves to be Stern. He knows that China is a huge potential market. Even if he does not act now, it does not mean that he will not act in the future.

If you have an idea for that market, it's time to get ready.

The NBA delegation's mission to China this time has a basketball-level significance like the ping-pong diplomacy in the 1970s.

Louie believes he is just a mascot, a testament to the NBA's tolerance for China.

So, if he's going, he'll have to figure out a way to do something else.

After thinking for ten minutes, Louis decided to accept the invitation and join the delegation.

After he told his mother about it, she was very happy. In her opinion, it belonged to the glorious ancestors, but he did not plan to go back to his mother's hometown. He had other things to do.

The next step is to inform Lorraine, after all, he has to leave for nearly a month.

Finally, through his agent, he told the Knicks how long it would take him to travel to China and when he would start working.

After Louis became a free agent, there were a lot of offers from all parties, but no team provided better conditions than the Knicks.

The Knicks had two major obstacles, but that didn't stop Louie's attempts.

He eventually agreed to sign with the Knicks, but asked for secrecy, that is, to keep it private until he returned from China.

This is also his little thought.

The Knicks' requirements for him are naturally satisfied, after all, it is not a matter of violating principles or causing trouble to others.

The rest is up to Boston.

How to convince Li Xuanbing to move to New York with him, how to tell Tomjanovich that he was jumping from the Boston Star Destroyer to the Titanic facing two icebergs, how to tell Auerbach "I don't want to coach Birdsong" Poussin Thomas Maxwell Ranbir, I want $2.2 million, get out with your contract and the shamrock sign."

Especially the last thing, will he stab him to death with a cigar?

Louie is really hard to say, he told Tomjanovich about the situation first.

Tomjanovich has no doubts about this, he has already stated his position, and he will go wherever Louis goes.

When someone who knows the bottom line goes with him to drive the Titanic, Louis is relieved. Even if they really hit an iceberg, they will have a chance to escape on a small wooden board to the limit.

The rest is Auerbach.

On June 29, Louis came to the Hellenic Academy and walked directly to Auerbach's office.

"Dong dong!"

Louis knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Louis opened the door and saw Auerbach sitting there. He was like a Chinese, with fritters in one hand and soy milk in the other.

In terms of eating habits, Auerbach is not much different from the Chinese.

"Come on." Auerbach said casually.

"Well," Louis sat down, "come here."

Auerbach's eyes lifted slightly when he read the newspaper, "Are you here to talk about work, or are you going to talk about other things?"

Louie smiled: "I'm here to say goodbye."

Auerbach folded the newspaper, took off his glasses, and asked, "Have you made a decision?"

"Probably, I think, Boston has nothing worth doing." Louie showed a frivolous side just like in front of the media.

Auerbach hummed disdainfully: "I didn't dare to say that until 966."

If Louie remembers correctly, Auerbach completed eight consecutive championships that year.

As a basketball coach, only John Wooden is qualified to be as successful as him.

"My pursuit is different."

Today, Louis not only came to say goodbye, but also to showdown.

He wanted Auerbach to know what he wanted and why he was leaving. Bird they can leave as he is to make more money, Auerbach can not.

He had to let Auerbach know why he left, maybe he already knew, but today is the day to smash the window paper.

"What is the difference?"

Auerbach asked slowly.

"Fitch ruined the team, I remade it, and now, it won the championship in perfect form, and even if I stayed, I couldn't do more." Louis confronts Auerbach with sophistication "And, no matter how much I win, I can't get rid of your shadow, I've had enough of the media chanting your name in my ear, Reed."

Auerbach has seen many people, and he sees something very different from other coaches in today's Louie.

He has the sharp fighting spirit of Bill Russell.

He left as a winner and was eager to return as a winner.

What he wants to get out of is the shadow of the greatest coach in NBA history, he wants to get out of the shadow of the best manager in NBA history.

"I said, wait a few more years and you'll get what you want," Auerbach said regretfully. "Why? Why don't you just wait a few years?"

Wait a few years, really?

Just think how deeply rooted the story of Auerbach's 997 gamble on Duncan's retreat was.

If this story is true, Auerbach's influence on the Celtics continued into 997. If it's fake, even worse, he's still haunted until 997.

This is like all the emperor-level rising stars entering the league with the goal of surpassing Jordan.

Until they retired, the ghost of Chicago lingered.

"Why wait a few more years if I can get what I want now?"

Louie said confidently: "I'm just fighting for the day."

Louis is the best behind-the-scenes operator and coach that Auerbach has ever seen.

When K. Jones was terrified of the Celtics' coaching job, he knew that a very dangerous conflict had arisen within the team.

As a result, Louie reshaped the team's offensive and defensive system, suppressing the desires of Maxwell, Thomas, Sampson and others.

He pushed the team on the right track to win the championship with the most perfect posture.

He's only 24 years old this year, and great managers and coaches always have incredibly long careers.

In theory, Louis could still be active on the front lines until 2024 if he wanted to.

This young man who has a lot of time, but told him that it is only a matter of time.

"Since when did you have this idea?"

Now that Louis was determined to go, Auerbach no longer hesitated.

At least they broke up peacefully, Louis and he are still friends and they can communicate a lot.

"I'll never forget that day." Louie was caught up in happy memories. "When Fitch first arrived in Boston, you called me into the office and asked me softly, 'Are you interested in coaching?'"

"It was at that moment that I saw my future."

Auerbach smiled and shook his head: "Well, if that's the case, then you can go."

"Who is your next family?"

"New York."

"Damn it, New York again?" Auerbach should have thought. "This time they finally got it!"

Before Louis left Auerbach's office, he received a gift from the bishop.

A box of Cuban cigars.

It's one of Auerbach's favorite things, and he smokes several a day.

"If you don't smoke, find someone who knows how to put it away for you. If you keep it well, you can keep it for a few years." Auerbach said ~www.novelmt.com~ Thank you. "

Louie picked up the humidor and said, "Goodbye, Reed."

He walked outside the office, Jane Walker already knew the result, and he gave Louis a hug.

Louie went to his office, put the keys on the table, and when he came outside, he met K. Jones.

"Are you really going to stop thinking about it?" K. asked.

Louis shook his head and said, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Louis felt like Li Yunlong, who had led the independent regiment to finish the county seat, told the deputy regimental chief of the aftermath: "Now the army is strong and strong!"

K. Not sure he can handle this team.

"Lu, I don't think I can do it," K. said.

"Think about the Lakers, if they knew I was leaving, Buss and Riley would be so happy that they would slap their stomachs, they would look down on you, this is your chance." Louie said, "There's nothing like coming from an opponent. despised better fighters."

Just as Louis was about to leave, K. finally asked him, "Is it really just a coincidence that we met for the first time?"

"Of course not, how can there be so many coincidences in the world?"

Louis laughed and walked away.

K., who realized that he was being played by Louis, laughed angrily.

Louie is comfortable, and like all movie endings that go to perfection, he opens the humidor, cuts a cigar, lights it, and imagines a winner.

As a result, he was severely choked.

The cigar was not enough for his lungs. He was choked with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he had a dry cough. He wanted to cough out all his internal organs.