The rest is just noise

Chapter 1512 Dinner with a Madman

Pat Riley lives a reclusive life.

Since leaving professional basketball, his life has been changed.

There are still people who are willing to hire him as a coach or GM, but he can no longer find the motivation to continue and just wants to stay away from basketball. He tries to find new interests and hobbies, but no matter how he does it, deep down in his heart, he has always been there.

Struggling with a feeling of failure. Despite his best efforts, it seemed like everything he did was wrong.

Fortunately, he has a good wife. Everyone who can persist in living after such a tragic failure has a good wife.

His wife's comfort made Riley try to ignore the frustration in his heart and move on, but as time passed, a sense of frustration began to weigh heavily on him. He began to feel that he had failed in all aspects of his life, from career to

Relationships. The painful feelings continued to increase, and he couldn't bear it. Slowly but surely, he began to lose his grip on reality.

The man who once had it all now seemed like an empty shell, consumed by the fear of failure and unable to escape its grip. He allowed his insecurities and lack of self-worth to lead him down a dangerous path

, now he is trapped in his own madness.

Louis wanted to visit Riley, but was refused.

According to Riley's wife, Riley can't see anyone now, especially him.

Riley's wife said, "Excuse me, Coach Lu, I don't know what Pat would do if he saw you."

Although Louis had contact with Riley many times in the past, they were always at intervals.

But for safety reasons, Louis temporarily spent a lot of money to find someone who had served as a bodyguard for the president to protect him.

Riley arrived on time.

Louis saw madness and anger in Riley's eyes.

This made him want to know more about what had become of Riley.

There was no way Riley was familiar with Louie's voice through previous exposure.

Louis smelled a sense of crisis from her words.

To be honest, Riley is now completely different from the gentleman who led popular culture in the early 1980s and had Hollywood stars rushing to imitate his style.

"What kind of presidential bodyguard is that?"

If the two people hadn't sat down and observed each other carefully like now, and Louis had passed Riley on the street, he would never have recognized this slovenly old man as Riley.

Louis called directly.

"Actually, those people are right." Riley took a sip of red wine. "I am indeed crazy. Maybe I look normal now, but to many people, I am already crazy because I am unwilling to accept it.

There were many times when I could have won if we had done just a little better, but we didn't. I stressed that, and they thought I was crazy. I felt like fate wasn't looking out for me, and I thought God was cruel, so they thought

I'm crazy. Coach Lu, thank you for asking me out. Apart from my family, you are the only one willing to eat with a lunatic like me."

"If I remember correctly, you are supposed to be president in Boston now?"

Hearing this, Riley smiled coldly and said, "Coach Lu, even you think that I must be the strongest person you have ever met to avoid going crazy, right?"

The truth is just ugly.

"Coach Riley?"

It was like someone grabbed Louis by the ears and yelled, "Stop fucking calling me again!"

For some reason, these words made Louis' hair stand on end.

"Coach Riley, do you know who I am?"

Because judging from the appearance of the other party, this guy had probably worked as a bodyguard for Melezon. Otherwise, he couldn't imagine that someone who had worked as a bodyguard for the president would be reduced to being a temporary bodyguard.

In this day and age, everyone has a cell phone, and so does Riley, unless he's really crazy.

Louis didn't call again. He was a decent man and stalking was not his style.

"There are only a few days when the management is needed every season. The president is actually a sinecure, no different from retirement."

"I know your voice very well. I've heard it countless times."

"No, you are the cause of his madness!"

"Madam, please forgive me for being presumptuous. Although I don't know Coach Riley's current situation, but if he is really a dangerous person, I don't think you can live with him. So, I think I can meet Coach Riley,

Maybe I am the medicine that can help him get rid of his inner demons."

"If you can come to the Christmas Diner on Seventh Avenue in Madison at seven o'clock in the evening, I will tell you why."

Before Riley arrived, Louis had been questioning the bodyguard's resume.

"This is a fraud!" Louis said dissatisfied, "I spent so much money to hire the president's personal bodyguard!"

The presidential bodyguard received a text message from his employer, which read: "Remember your oath, you must risk your life to protect me!"

Without a slicked back hair or an Armani suit, this man who has been cool for most of his life is now just wearing casual clothes and a messy hairstyle to attend the banquet.

But if Pat Riley wasn't the toughest man Louis had ever seen, how could he withstand twelve consecutive losses in the Finals?

"Coach Riley, that's not what I meant."

"I don't think it counts either."

"You are in your prime, why don't you coach anymore?"

Louis was pleasantly surprised: "You actually recognize me?"

Judging from the conversation on the phone, Riley was not crazy.

There was silence on the other side.

But Riley said that he had heard Louis' voice countless times?

"Since you retired, the game has become boring. Now that I have retired, do we two retired people want to have a meal together?"

After a while, the phone was answered.

This is what happens when two unfamiliar people sit down to eat together.

"I feel much more relieved when I see you," Louis said. "The NBA Summit was held in New York yesterday. Many people said you were crazy. I didn't believe it because you are the strongest person I have ever seen."

"Are you still listening, Coach Riley?"

The reason that made him uneasy was that he was the culprit who made Riley feel unwilling to accept his fate, denounced his unfair fate, and criticized God's cruelty.

Louis didn't want to use such words as his opening remarks. It was because he had no friendship with Riley and could only play riddles.

"I believe you are not crazy, Coach Riley." Louis sent a long-edited text message to the presidential temporary bodyguard sitting not far away, "Or else I am crazy because I actually planned to invite a lunatic here.

Be the Celtics coach."

"Sir, I only maintained order during the president's speech."

At seven o'clock, the restaurant bell rang several times.

The old bodyguard said with a loyal face, "Don't worry, sir, I will protect you with my life. And if the president's personal bodyguards were really that effective, there would be no assassination in 1963."

"You're getting old, Coach Riley."

"Which one?"

Just when Louis thought the other party was no longer listening, Riley said abruptly: "Louis?"

When Louis called for the third time, the other party answered the phone and then hung up the phone.

He started to feel uneasy, and he really didn't look like a normal person.

"You look as young as ever."

Through connections, Louis obtained Riley's mobile phone number.

After that, both sides were silent for a while.

"receive."

The old bodyguard replied helplessly. He really didn't know what happened to the rich people nowadays. They knew clearly that there was danger but still insisted on asking the other person to go out for dinner. They spent a lot of money to hire a bodyguard and still didn't trust themselves at all.

The old bodyguard had observed Riley, and he felt that this person had no ability to threaten the life of his employer. Unless he had a gun hidden in his trouser pocket, the employer would definitely be safe.

Judging from the way Riley entered the restaurant, he didn't have a gun in his trouser pocket, so the old bodyguard felt at ease, but he still had to keep an eye on Riley out of professional ethics.

(End of chapter)