The Rest, Only Noise

Louie doesn't like using violence to solve problems, but he admits that violence can sometimes work.

Especially for those who do not understand human speech, violence is the only language they understand.

There was no reason for Louis' behavior, but it was purely because the idiot was wagging his tail for copulation and belittling the Asian man.

This completely aroused his dissatisfaction, so there are these things.

As for the result of doing so, he hadn't thought about it.

His dinner was waived, and he got the contact information of the clerk at the counter, as well as her name. She is not called "Li Huizhen", at best she is a half-breed with "Li Huizhen".

Her name is Di Anlan, a third-generation immigrant, of Korean descent.

If it is a second-generation immigrant, there may still be some traces of a cosmic kingdom on his body, but a third-generation immigrant is basically an authentic, second-rate American who is at the bottom of American society and the topmost target of American males.

Therefore, Louis prefers to think of her as a pure American, who just looks more in line with his aesthetic.

So after Louis finished eating, Di Anlan just got off work.

"That guy has been harassing me recently, I'm a little scared..." She might be a little scared, but it shouldn't be to the point where she can't get home without a flower messenger.

Louie was an adult with two lives, so he understood the metaphor in an instant.

"I'll take you home."

Louie said wryly.

On the way back, Louis briefly introduced himself. When he said that he worked for the Celtics, Di Anlan said happily, "Fortunately, you don't work for the Cavaliers."

"Are they bad?" Louie didn't care about the Cavaliers after he went to Boston.

Also, he doesn't work in management, so it's not clear what's going on with the operations of the teams.

"It sucks." Di Anlan shook his head and said, "I keep losing, and there is no future to speak of."

Later, Louis learned that Di Anlan was too polite.

The current knights are more than just rotten? From the bottom to the top, there is not a piece of good meat all over the body, it is simply a zombie.

Shortly after Bill Fitch arrived in Boston, the Cavaliers founder sold the team to advertising mogul Tedsterpin—why the English name all of a sudden? Because, this guy's translated name needs to be fine-tuned. The normal translation would be Ted Steppin, but because of his actions, perhaps his name should be translated as Ted Steppin.

As soon as this guy took office, he drove away all the team that created the Ridgefield miracle.

Hired Bill Musselman, who coached the NCAA with hundreds of violations.

Steppi knew nothing about professional basketball, and demanded that Musselman must perform. What to do then? Musselman has designed a package of reinforcements, and it is the most classic, the one that gives fans the least hope and hope, and the one that is most hated by other teams in the league, "I trade the future for the present."

The Cavaliers traded all their first-round picks from 1983-1986 with Steppi's tacit approval.

Then, the Cavaliers got the following in return: Jerome Whitehead, Jeff Houston, Richard Washington and Mike Bratz. All are marginal players.

Don't know each other? It’s okay if you don’t know each other. They are all role players and substitute players who have a bit of immediate combat power but can’t change the fate of the team.

Taking the first round of four years and changing this... the league office couldn't help it.

On November 28 last year, the NBA intervened and ruled that any transaction the Cavaliers made in the future must be approved by the league, rather than the two teams discussing it before and sending a fax to the league to complete the deal.

Steppy condoned a series of operations by the head coach, which led to the introduction of the "Steppy Rule", which stipulated that NBA teams must have a first-round pick of their own for at least two years. This is literally grabbing Steppi's ear and yelling: "Stop messing with NT!"

Steppi and Musselman fought bitterly with the league office, threatening to sue the league. The end result of this farce was the departure of respected Cavaliers home announcer Joe Tate.

The fans were driven crazy, they were happy to see Steppy and the Union dog bite the dog, and the Joker turned out to be himself.

The departure of the announcer has plunged the Cavaliers into a bottomless abyss, and Clevelands no longer care about the life and death of the Cavaliers.

There are many other stupid things about Steppi, such as throwing a softball from the upstairs and hitting a passing woman, losing hundreds of thousands of dollars; driving into a policeman while driving while drunk, almost being shot on the spot; forming a vulgar * *The band wants to open this year's All-Star Weekend with their show. Moreover, in order to prove the strength of the band, Steppi also invited President Larry O'Brien to his own party~www.novelmt.com~ It is said that Mr. President fainted on the spot, and he was determined to kick Steppi out of the whole team when he returned. Star Weekend's decision-making team.

One of the most classic stories, when he messed up the Cavaliers and was about to bury Cleveland's professional basketball, he held a lingerie show in his bar, and he had to select models himself, and invited the media to come here. Interviewing himself, proudly proclaiming: "I may not manage the basketball team, but I can manage the underwear show in good order."

The complacency in the words, the indescribable pride, the joy overflowing the newspaper, is like saying to people: Look, I am not without merit, please praise me!

Afterwards, the great radio talk show host Pete Franklin gave a classic rant: "Okay, let's stop talking about 'TooStupid'." (Stupid's initials are T.S/TooStupid)

Hearing that the owner of the team in his hometown was so rude, Louis could only say that he escaped.

If he had succeeded in staying in the Cavaliers at the beginning, he would not have escaped the end of being cleaned up. Even if it is not cleaned up, he will be disgusted by this brain-dead boss to the point of voluntarily resigning... So, that rotten jiba back then was the nobleman who saved his career?

Really disrespectful to the gentleman, but he is still a bad jiba.

Louis sent Di Anlan downstairs to the apartment.

Di Anlan blushed and asked softly, "I'm the only one in my house... do you want to come in for a drink?"

"Of course, I happen to be thirsty too."

Since becoming a teaching assistant, his days have been busier and he has no time to go to the bar to relax.