The rest is just noise

What’s surprising is not that the Knicks led the 76ers by 20 points in three quarters, but that the rookies they drafted this year, known as the “Animal Class” of 85, all performed well.

Ewing exposed all his problems in front of Malone, including aggressive defense, poor positioning ability, and poor lower body strength. But his talent is so good, and with the transmission and help of the N.UCLA system, he performed very well with

Efficiently scored 20 points, 10 rebounds, 3 assists and 3 blocks.

In his career debut, he can score 90 points.

The person who helped the Knicks seal the victory was Dale Ellis. His crazy three-point performance in the second quarter made the 76ers never recover.

Today, he scored 35 points, 4 rebounds and 1 assist. He is the ultimate scorer and does nothing but shoot.

The sophomore Stockton scored 12 points and 17 assists, breaking his career single-game assist record in the first game of the new season.

Bol's 5 big blocks, Oakley's 7 points and 15 rebounds, Webb's energetic 8 points and 4 assists, and Mario Elie, who was abandoned by the Spurs, scored 10 points in the fourth quarter.

Antoine Kyle efficiently scored 12 points in 21 minutes.

This is a strange phenomenon. Rookies from other teams are still adapting to the intensity of the professional game, while the Knicks' rookies have begun to become the basis for winning games.

When a CBS on-site reporter asked Louis what he thought of Ewing's career debut.

Louis laughed and said: "I said, Patrick is not as good as you said, but he is still very good, but he cannot meet the expectations of the fans for the time being. He will reach it one day, which requires your patience and support.

, give him more applause and encouragement."

That night, Louis took Ewing, Ellis and Stockton to the press conference.

Then Louis realized that he had done something terribly stupid.

If the Celtics have the dirtiest All-Star lineup in the league, then the Knicks have assembled the most uncomfortable All-Star lineup in the league.

Ewing: Cold, shy, slow to respond to jokes.

Stockton: Shy, boring, unable to throw away baggage and accept jokes.

Ellis: Silent like an orphan, extremely autistic, unable to guess his thoughts.

Sitting next to the three men, Times columnist Bill Wallace asked: "Little Lou, what are your goals for this year?"

"Last year our record was fourth from the bottom. I don't want to make excuses. That was a very bad result. This year we have to make the playoffs no matter what."

This is regarded as a military order issued by Louis.

Moreover, he had a reason for issuing a military order: "Because no matter how badly we perform, even if we get the No. 1 pick, we will be replaced by Cleveland, so we need to pursue victory with all our strength."

Reporters know that Louis traded Cartwright to the Cavaliers during the draft in exchange for the ninth pick and the right to swap first-round picks for the next two years.

At the same time, the Cavaliers also want to exchange first-round picks with the Knicks for the next two years.

This is a decision that puts the future of the team on the line.

Reporters asked Louis in detail about the first-round pick swap, and Louis explained them one by one.

Then, it's the players' turn.

Louie spotted Bob Ryan of the Boston Globe among the reporters on the scene.

What is this kid doing in New York?

Ryan posed the question to Ewing: "Patrick, what do you think about playing for New York?"

Ewing didn't even smile. If he was a player with strong public relations awareness, he should have said something like, "I enjoy playing for my hometown."

Ewing was not in the mood to talk to him in such a dramatic way.

He responded to Ryan, who looked very mean, with a stern face: "I didn't care about it."

"You are the player with the highest annual salary in the league, but you have never considered what this city means to you?" Ryan's question became a bit mean.

Ewing said impatiently: "I just play ball."

"Moses Malone claims you are a spoiled brat."

"I won the game, so whatever he says." Ewing looked at Ryan dissatisfied, "Is there anything else?"

Ewing's performance made reporters discover that his low emotional intelligence during his time at Georgetown, which was mistaken for feigned indifference, and the isolationism controlled by John Thompson, seemed to be his true nature?

You must know that his income from advertising and sponsorship this year alone exceeds his salary as a player.

Sponsors and advertisers are touting him as the next Michael Jordan.

To become the second Jordan, you not only have to play well, but you also have to have a business face, and your external image must be as perfect as Jordan and Dr.

Ewing made the wrong move from the first step.

Or maybe he never wanted to go the way Jordan did.

Next came questions from other media, from Ewing to Ellis to Stockton, none of them gave people a good feeling.

Louis was actually the only one the media felt comfortable asking questions about.

When they walked into the passage from the interview room, except for Louis, the other three were relieved as if they had been tortured.

"What's wrong with you?"

Louis stopped and blocked their way.

All three of them looked puzzled.

They really don't know what they did wrong.

"Coach, what's wrong with us?" Stockton asked.

"What's wrong?" Louis didn't want to look back on the past ten minutes or so. "One of you seems to have been shot, one seems to be meeting his father-in-law for the first time, and the other seems to be a deaf-mute. What do you think happened? You know tomorrow

What will the newspaper say?"

Ewing said nonchalantly: "Whatever they write."

Ewing's words achieved the effect that the gang of bastards led by Bird had to do a huge stupid thing on the court to break Louis' defense.

"rough!"

"Even if you don't care about your own personal image, you still have to care about the team's public image, right? I don't ask you to use witticisms when answering reporters' questions, but is it difficult to keep smiling? Where has your education gone? Basics

Don’t you know how to be polite?”

Louis thought that the photos of the four of them tonight would be published on the front pages of major newspapers tomorrow. Only he was smiling awkwardly, and the other three people had Sima faces.

Just thinking about that scene makes Louis' goosebumps uncontrollable.

Stockton muttered: "I actually laughed."

"You smiled, but you damn well might as well have cried in front of reporters! You don't even need makeup to act in a horror movie with that smile!"

Louis angrily scolded them and warned them: "You are the leader of the team, and you will often attend press conferences in the future. No matter what, you no longer represent individuals, but represent the team. When you go back tonight, remember to watch this

At a press conference, look at how uncomfortable your expression is, and then think about how to correct it!"

After winning the game, they were even punished, and the three of them returned to the locker room aggrievedly.

Weber saw their appearance and asked with a smile: "Are you being made difficult by reporters? Ha!"

"What are you happy about?" Ewing asked unhappily.

"I'm not happy, I'm just gloating." Weber corrected himself before being thrown into the toilet by Ewing, "I'm sorry for what happened to you."

There are many people in the locker room who don't realize how bad the situation is.

When Louis came back here, it was like a zoo.

Boll went shirtless and loudly flattered the trio of interviewees who returned in glory.

He claimed that Ewing is the greatest center in history, Ellis is the best shooter he has ever seen, and Stockton's passing touch is as soft as a natural 36D.

"You're so sure, have you ever manipulated 36D's Naiko?" Weber confronted him head-on.

Watching the 1.6-meter dwarf fight against the 2.31-meter giant, Louis felt like he was living in a fantasy novel.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Louis clapped his hands and stopped the noisy locker room. "I'm going to say a few words. When I finish, you don't care what you do."

After everyone calmed down, Louis asked Jackson to close the door of the dressing room.

Dave Anderson thought he was going to say something important and took out his notebook to record it.

"Congratulations to you. You kicked the 76ers' butts so hard. The Phillies are probably checking into the emergency room right now. You beat them black and blue. That's great!"

“!#@%……”

Before the locker room became chaotic again, Louis interrupted them again with a gesture.

"We will continue to follow the existing tactical system and embark on a new path. I hope our defense will be formidable, our offense will be dynamic, and everyone will have a chance to perform, not just relying on the performance of star players."

"Finally, I want to criticize Patrick, John, and Dale."

"These three people behaved too badly in front of the media tonight. You must reflect on yourselves deeply. Since you are playing in New York, dealing well with reporters is a required course for you. An outstanding New York sports team will be like the Beatles."

Popular, right, Phil?"

Jackson nodded and said, "Yes, in the early 1970s, the Knicks were the Beatles in New York."

"Think about it, if we win the championship in the future, there will be hundreds of writers writing biographies for you. Do you hope that you will be a boring person in the biography? You hope that future fans will find out through the biography that you are so boring.

Are you welcome?"

Half the people shook their heads.

"Don't think that the championship is far away from us. Under the leadership of Patrick, we are very close to the championship."

Ewing blushed.

"Although he can only make poor jump shots, can't rebound, can't control his fouls, and often runs around the court like a stupid dog, if we want to win the championship, we need him to be the cornerstone of the team. Now we have got

For him, the championship is no longer far away!"

The difference between Ewing and Bird is that at this time, he will not use "QNMD" to interrupt Louis' spell casting.

But he would complain to Louis after the meeting.

"Do you really think I'm that bad?"

That night in the parking lot, Ewing blocked Louis.

Louis had to explain to himself: "Your problems really exist, but they are not as exaggerated as I said. You just need to know that they really exist and will affect your future."

"So I'm really that bad?"

"If I say yes, will you kill me?"

"Won't."

"You're worse than I said."

After saying that, Louis rolled up the window and drove away.