The rest is just noise

"Xiao Zhi, why don't you watch TV inside?"

Louis was surprised that Wang Zhizhi was running alone outside.

"I feel like there's nothing interesting to see." Wang Zhizhi stopped to calm down his breathing.

"Then you really missed a wonderful game." Louis sighed, "It's a pity that the Knicks lost."

Wang Zhizhi is shy by nature, the kind of person who is easily shy, but after staying at Louis' house for two years, he has completely integrated in.

To him, Louis is like a kind uncle, although Louis prefers him to treat him as an older brother. The two of them chat with each other without any boundaries, and they can talk about whatever comes to mind.

"I actually find it boring to watch the game, because at some point I always feel that the players on the field can do better in some details."

Just because Xiao Wang can say such arrogant words in front of Louis, you can see how relaxed he is.

There are many professional basketball players who don't like to watch games, and the reasons are different.

It is normal for Wang Zhizhi to think so.

"Then do you want to keep running?" Louis asked.

Wang Zhizhi, who had nothing to do but was full of energy, wanted to run a few more kilometers.

In the United States, going out for a run at night is never a good idea.

However, Louis' home is located in a wealthy area of ​​Manhattan, and there have been no criminal cases in the area for several years.

Originally, Louis thought the wealthy area was safe, until the O.J. Simpson case happened.

So when he heard that Wang Zhizhi wanted to run for a while, Louis didn't agree. He really had energy that he couldn't vent. There was a gymnasium and a gymnasium at home, so he could still exercise no matter what.

Wang Zhizhi just liked the feeling of running outside, but he couldn't resist Louis and had no choice but to agree.

Even though he agreed, Louis' thoughts didn't stop.

"Don't walk around outside at night. Don't take chances. How will I explain to your parents if something happens?"

Louis was talking from outside into the house.

As soon as they entered the room, Lorraine began to introduce the latest developments in the Simpson case and her and Li Xuanbing's speculations.

Wang Zhizhi decisively adopted the "break up and sell out" tactic, "Uncle Lu, I'm going to play ball for a while."

"That kid really doesn't have any gossip cells at all." Lorraine said regretfully.

Louis laughed dryly, if this involves the gossip cell, then he definitely doesn't have such a thing.

To be honest, Louie was fed up with Simpson because the news about him was overwhelming and reaching his ears in all kinds of ways that he could never imagine.

Even if he doesn't read the relevant news at all, he can still learn about the latest developments in the case from various channels.

The next day, Louis got up very late.

He usually gets up around eight o'clock, but today he slept until nine-thirty in the morning.

After waking up, he went directly to the living room and turned on the TV to watch sports news.

Then he discovered that the news he wanted to watch had already been broadcast.

So he walked to the bathroom to wash up in despair. While washing up, he realized that he was really stupid. If he wanted to know something, he could just call and ask the people in the team. What news should he watch? When would he rely on watching the news to get the latest news?

News?

Louis really feels like some of his functions have deteriorated.

For example, the response is too slow.

The salty life made his body fall into a deep sleep, and it was not as sharp as before.

Louis called Zhao Yuanzheng.

The person who answered the phone was a woman. Her accent sounded like a black man.

Louis waited for half a minute, and Zhao Yuanzheng finally answered the phone.

"Tell me the latest situation." Louis said directly.

"Reggie suffered a lumbar contusion and a torn left shoulder. He is out for the season."

"What about Portland?"

Louis didn't believe Thomas was okay.

"Isiah Thomas suffered the same ACL tear as the Lithuanian. Judging from Portland's reaction, Isiah's condition seems to be more serious."

"That is to say"

"Yes, in the seventh game, Portland not only lost Sabonis, but also Isiah, and we only lost two Reggies." Zhao Yuanzheng paused, "We have a huge advantage."

In fact, the Knicks lost more than just two Reggies.

And Toni Kukoc and Dennis Rodman.

Both of them were suspended by the league for the brawl in Game 6.

Among them, Kukoc was suspended for 12 games for "attacking (accidental injury)" the referee.

Rodman was the one who escalated the conflict and was suspended for an additional 4 games.

There is only one game left in the season, so Kukoc and Rodman's seasons are over.

For the Trail Blazers, Xavier McDaniel and Thomas, the flashpoint of the gang fight, were also suspended.

But Thomas is already out for the season, so an additional suspension is not painful for him.

McDaniel's suspension is a real loss to the Trail Blazers. He is the toughest and roughest player on Portland's front line. Without him, the Blazers may not even be as aggressive as the Knicks.

By the seventh game of this series, the hatred and hatred between the two sides for each other could already overflow through the TV screen.

Such a large number of personnel losses is also rare in the history of the NBA.

After Louis grasped the basic situation, he went to have breakfast and then rushed to the Blue Palace early.

"Damn it! Come on, have more energy. How can I expect you to avenge me in the seventh game if you are like this!"

Some guy with a torn shoulder is yelling on the field.

It's not normal training time now, but someone has already come to train.

Those who came to the Blue Palace for training early include Stevens, Christie, Houston, Kukoc, Cassell and Mahon.

Except for Stevens and Christie, everyone else is a player who just joined the team this season.

This kind of morning training is not so much that the players want to come, but rather that the newcomers huddle together to keep warm.

Only Mahon is an exception.

Ma Hong has maintained the habit of practicing three times a day for many years. He is not only an excellent executor, but also an excellent basketball leader.

Unfortunately, Rudy hasn't found his correct use yet.

In a scene like yesterday, if it were Louis, Ma Hong would have been put on the field to "kill".

Rudy only gave Mahon 6 minutes. When he saw his poor performance, he replaced him and did not replace him again. Even if the Blazers took the initiative to fight with the Knicks later, he never thought of replacing Mahon.

This is certainly not a matter of style.

Because Rudy can use Rodman flexibly, he does not reject violent basketball.

It can only be said that Rudy trusts the elders in the team more than Ma Hong.

After Louis arrived, Miller came over to say hello.

"Coach, those bastards in Portland are really fucking smart. They dare to play like this. Don't they know who is the ancestor of this style?" Miller only hated that he couldn't play in the seventh game. "The night after tomorrow.

They are pretty!"

Louis glanced at the tape used to fix Miller's left shoulder and asked, "Are you feeling okay?"

"It's not good at all. Damn it, I really want to play. I want to play injured, but the team won't let me. I don't understand. Back then, John Havlicek could play with a torn shoulder."

Playing in the Eastern Conference Finals, why can’t I?”

"Maybe it's because in addition to your shoulder injury, you also have a waist injury?"

"That's why I have to overcome difficulties! Without me, who can guarantee our outside scoring?"

Louis laughed and scolded: "You bastard is really arrogant. Without you, we still have Doug, MAR, and Alan. You can rest in peace and recover."

"Isiah Thomas, that bastard who got fucked a thousand times, I won't be able to forgive him even if I beat him a thousand times!" Miller said through gritted teeth.

"Don't think about it. You can't play because of injury. Think about our Tony. This poor guy accidentally hit the referee in order to help you. Who can explain this?"

When talking about this incident, Miller became even more angry: "That Croatian guy with cerebral palsy can even bend his fist when he hits someone. How can we expect him to perform in the seventh game? Come on!"

Toni Kukoc is right up front.

Miller was one of the veterans he was most afraid of. When he heard what the opponent said, he mustered up the courage to say: "I won't hit the referee again next time."

"Stop talking nonsense. There will be no next time. I don't need you, a stupid pig like you who can't hit anyone to hit me, to stand up for me. Take care of yourself!"

If Miller, that bastard, could be quieter, he wouldn't be so noisy that Louis would want to kick him out of the Blue Palace.

Seeing that he was injured, Louis didn't care. He quickly went upstairs and closed the office door tightly. Although he could still vaguely hear Miller's roar, it was better than facing the mentally polluting irritability downstairs.

The language is much better.

It's a pity that those people downstairs have to put up with Miller all day long.

In the afternoon, Ewing came to Louis and complained: "Kaminsky (team doctor) is so stupid! He knows that Reggie can bark, why don't he have another disease for him where he can't speak loudly? He can't understand it anyway, and now he

It’s noisier than my dad’s turkeys!”

"Shut up, you bitch!" Louis said angrily, "If you don't want him to bark, go downstairs, grab that bastard's ears and tell him to shut up. Don't chirp like me, I don't care.

You have so many!"

Ewing was sprayed away by Louis.

When Miller trolled people again, Ewing really worked.

"Can you, the loser who can't play, get away from me?"

As we all know, Ewing has always had low emotional intelligence.

Miller said angrily: "Okay! I won't make any noise. You bunch of bastards better win the game for me, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"

"Get the hell out of here, you're even crazier than that bastard upstairs. Do you think the world won't work without you? Get out of here!"

"Ahem," Ma Hong asked in a low voice, "Who do you mean the bastard upstairs?"

Ewing changed his expression on the spot: "What bastard upstairs? I never said that. Rick, you have just joined the team not long ago. Don't criticize Coach Lu. His loyal dogs are everywhere here. Let him

No one can protect you if you know."

Aren't you bullying honest people?

Mahon looked at Wilson angrily, wanting him to seek justice.

Wilson used two decent barks to let Mahon know who was Louis' number one loyal dog.

Although Louis always stayed upstairs, what happened downstairs was never hidden from him.

The atmosphere in the team made Louis feel at ease. Although they had just lost an unforgettable game, they still maintained a relaxed and comfortable mentality.

For this group of people who have won countless life-and-death battles, this is what they should be like.