The rest is just noise

Media day was the most tortured day of Louis' career as a professional coach, second only to the day when he ran to the garden and rushed to Auerbach's office only to find that there was no Coca-Cola in his refrigerator.

Independence Day's Blake Adrian asked a question Louis really didn't want to answer.

"After coming to New York, have you considered improving your relationship with the media?"

It's no secret that Louis only had problems with the New York media.

Adrian's words tied all the media onto the New York media chariot.

Listening to his words, Louis said calmly: "Maybe, just like Elizabeth and Darcy in Pride and Prejudice, some media people think that I am arrogant, and I regard their views as prejudice. To be fair, we have never

I haven’t had any close contact.”

"I mean, you don't know until you put on a shoe whether it fits or not. In the same way, whether I can improve my relationship with the media doesn't depend on me personally, it depends on the media."

"I will do whatever they want to do. If they don't want to do that (improve relations), then I can only continue to maintain my 'arrogance.'"

Each of the 20 media outlets at the scene raised questions.

Moreover, as if they were colluding, each family asked different questions.

Some of it was personal, some of it was about basketball, some of it was about Louie's public image, and honestly it was driving him crazy.

Fortunately, the last media outlet to interview Louie was the New York Post.

The Post cleverly asked Selvin Haley, the only New York City reporter with a personal relationship with Louis, to attend the Knicks' media day.

Seeing his friend, Louis smiled happily: "Selvin, I'm so happy to see you."

He said this often, but more sincerely than now, no more than 100 times.

"Me too, Coach Lu, I never dreamed that you would become the head coach of the Knicks." Harry chatted with Louis like a friend.

"Come on, ask whatever you want." Louis said, "I will definitely answer all your questions."

Unexpectedly, Harry came up with a question that could make headlines: "How is your relationship with Bernard King?"

A reporter asked this question before, but Louis did not give a direct answer.

Harry asked again now, and Louis thought, maybe he shouldn't hide it. If the same question was thrown in front of Jin, would he hide it?

"The problem definitely exists. We all have a good professionalism and know what to do. This will not affect us." Louis told a lie.

His relationship with Bernard King will 100% affect the Knicks' preparation for the game.

Harry asked five questions, and Louis gave positive answers to each one.

It was one of his most relaxing moments today.

After the interview, he and Harry wandered around the Blue Palace.

Suddenly, they saw Bernard King doing his signature offensive moves in front of the camera.

Watching him put on a show is like watching Yang Chaoyue dance. It's painful to force yourself to do something you're not good at.

Kim answered many questions today, including Louis's.

He was not as reserved as Louis, and said rudely: "The relationship between us is very alienated, and there will be no good results if things continue like this."

The fact that their conflict is public, and Kim's answer at media day, shows that halfway through training camp, Louis and his relationship have not made any progress.

Watching the Knicks' number one player put on a show in front of the media, trying hard to show off his handsome side, Louis frowned.

King's lucky shot from one meter beyond the three-point line sparked cheers from the crowd.

"!#@￥%"

Louis shook his head.

Another reporter from the Times, William C. Rhoden, asked loudly: "Coach Lu, are you dissatisfied with Bernard's performance?"

Louis remembers him.

After the All-Star Weekend last year, a reporter from New York asked Louis why he wanted to humiliate Bernard King. Louis gave his answer, and then the reporter roared: "This is an answer that insults the entire state of New York!"

Louis remembered this face. At this time, he deliberately provoked trouble and made everyone look over.

DeBusschere wanted to smooth things over: "There must be no other meaning to the road."

"Dave, I want to hear what Coach Lu has to say." Jin said.

If he says so, things won't end easily.

DeBusschere gave King a dissatisfied look. Personal grudges are personal grudges, and the team's image is the team's image. What he is doing now is tantamount to exposing the team's internal conflicts to all the media in New York.

This just makes people laugh!

"Bernard, you probably don't want to hear my answer." Louis smiled.

Jin said solemnly: "I want to hear it."

"If you want to listen, of course I can say it." Louis said loudly with a joking tone, "I shake my head because the three-pointer has never been in your arsenal. It was just a lucky goal. We

I won't arrange any three-point tactics for you in the game, you have never been a shooter like Larry Bird."

Hearing this, Jin sneered.

"I admit that my outside shooting is not as good as Larry's, but it cannot be easily denied by just anyone. I only recognize the evaluation of people who are worse than me!" Jin's words made the atmosphere at the scene very stiff.

All the media are inexplicably excited. They are not looking forward to the performance of the Knicks in the new season at all. This is a team that is as bad as shit. If they can find some valuable news from this shit, it will be good.

I didn’t expect to encounter such headline-level news!

"It's possible that my outside shooting is really better than yours." Louis said with a contemptuous smile.

"Then let's have a competition!" Jin said.

"A little too much, Bernard?"

DeBusschere doesn't want to see things escalate.

"Dave, this is not an exaggeration at all. I like this proposal." Louis stopped DeBusschere who wanted to control the situation forcefully and took a few steps forward. "I don't like simple competitions. You have to

Bet something."

"What do you want to bet on?"

"How about your and my salary next year?"

Jin's face changed drastically, he didn't want to play it so big.

"My annual salary is almost twice yours, that's not fair!"

Louis laughed as if he had seen the biggest embarrassment: "You averaged 28 points per game last season, and I haven't even played college basketball. Is this game fair? In other words, you are not sure of winning?"

"That's it! Bernard, Coach Lu doesn't know how to play basketball at all!" Pat Cummings shouted.

Someone spoke, and others followed suit. Bernard King couldn't stand it, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll bet you and my annual salary next year!"

"I like your straightforwardness, and I believe you are a man of your word." Louis smiled and waved, "We have the entire team here to testify with the 20 most influential media outlets in Apple City!"

Jin was determined to compete, so naturally he would not cheat. He asked: "How do you want to compete?"

"It's very simple. It doesn't need to be too complicated. You and I randomly choose a shooting spot, and each of us shoots five goals. The person who scores more goals wins. If the number of goals is the same, there will be an extra game." Louis said exaggeratedly, "I was so nervous on my fingers.

Shivering, please go first."

Jin snorted coldly, took the ball and walked to the top of the arc where he had just entered.

His three-point shooting data so far in his career is 3 of 21. He does not have the habit of practicing three-pointers in normal times, and he almost never shoots three-pointers in games. He only relies on feeling when shooting three-pointers.

The first ball is a hit, the second ball is a hit, the third ball is a hit, the fourth ball is a hit, and the fifth ball is a hit.

"Hmmmm~~~~" Pat Cummings boasted loudly, "That's great, Bernard! It seems that Coach Lu is destined to lose!"

There were a lot of shouts at the scene, and I must reiterate that this was 1984, an era when someone scored a three-pointer in a game and the home fans would be as excited as a climax.

A score of 3 out of 5 is considered good for a person who has never practiced three-pointers.

"That's good." Louis smiled and stepped forward.

He turned back to Stockton in the crowd and said: "John, could you please pass the ball to me?"

"I'm very willing to help." Stockton ran to the basket with the ball and passed the ball to Louis.

As a result, Louis passed the ball back and said: "Pass it higher and harder."

"Coach Lu looks very professional." Cummings said next to King, "Bernard, you are in danger."

"Humph, it's just a bluff."

Jin and everyone watched Louis catch the ball and shoot a three-pointer with his left hand, but he didn't even touch the basket.

About ten people snorted with disdain at the same time. Thinking that Louis had staked his salary for next year, they began to look forward to how it would end if he lost this game.

Immediately afterwards, Stockton passed the second ball.

Louis caught the ball and adjusted it. This time, he actually shot a three-pointer with his right hand.

"Whoosh!"

The speed was so fast that no one had time to react. He turned around and explained: "Sorry, I just forgot that I am right-handed."

Dave Anderson's sad face suddenly appeared with a smile every moment, as if there was a funeral in his family.

"Something interesting is going to happen."

"Lucky ball! That one just now was definitely a lucky ball!" Jin yelled, he wanted to interfere with Louis in this way.

Louis turned back and smiled: "Bernard, at least in front of reporters, you can show some manners, okay?"

The King of New York noticed his gaffe, and the scene suddenly became very quiet.

Louis raised his hand and scored the second ball.

"Whoosh!"

Even Stockton was shocked. He caught the ball under the basket and passed it out with the same force and in the same direction.

"Do you know? I once went to Cleveland to interview with scouts, but I didn't even meet Bill Fitch, so I was passed over by a guy named Jiba."

Louis said, the fourth ball.

"Whoosh!"

“#!@%##￥…”

"If the next goal is scored too!"

"Bernard is going to lose next year's salary to Coach Lu!"

"For so long, many people have looked down on me, and I have been wondering why." Louis put the ball on his waist and looked back at the guy who was betting against him, "Today, Bernard made me understand

, all those who underestimate me, all those who regard me as a fool, lack one thing - brains. I admit that each of them has a brain, but they have never used it properly from beginning to end, such as Bernard

.”

"Bernard, you thought you were great and could easily win this game, so you foolishly bet next year's salary, which is a full $900,000."

"If I were you, at least before this game, I would clarify one thing. I would ask, 'Coach Lu, what is your initial role on the Celtics coaching staff?'"

"I will definitely tell you..."

Louis' fifth ball was thrown in a standard posture.

"Whoosh!"

The reporters exclaimed in disbelief.

Louis turned back and looked at the ashen-faced Bernard King: "I am John Long's shooting coach."