The rest is just noise

"Is there a father like you? The child has been crying for a long time and still hasn't responded!"

The old mother's Hedong lion's roar is always a more powerful tool for waking up than the alarm clock.

Louis rubbed his eyes and asked: "What time is it?"

"It's just dinner time, I asked you why you slept so late?" Li Xuanbing's loud voice was about to ask Louis what happened recently, but Louis had already stood up.

He went back to bed at about eight o'clock and set an alarm clock for four hours, but he didn't actually fall asleep until the last hour. It was about ten o'clock, and now it is twelve o'clock in the morning, which means he only slept

about an hour.

Louis went to wash up first, and then made milk for his son to drink.

Li Xuanbing cooked a table of side dishes. Lorraine usually didn't go home at noon, so there were only Louis, Li Xuanbing, the nanny and Lu Wuxia.

Louis ate by himself and fed the baby at Li Xuanbing's strong request.

Louis could only pretend that the bottle was a plane, flying rumbles towards his son.

The moment the pacifier entered Lu Wuxia's mouth, he glanced at his father with a suspicious expression, and swallowed the milk with a complicated and strange expression.

Louis will never forget Lu Wuxia's expression. This is the most similar thing between him and Lorraine.

Whenever Louis did something stupid, Lorraine would look at him with this expression.

Then, suddenly, Lu Wuxia raised his hand to applaud his father. Obviously he was still a baby without self-awareness, but his high-five gave people a heavy sense of irony.

Louis felt like he was being scolded by his son.

Or, his applause just now had at least this meaning: "Wow, Dad, you can actually find my mouth, that's amazing, I won't be proud of you if I give you some applause."

To be honest, Louis suddenly found that it was more fun to go to the Blue Palace to scold Ewing than to feed his children.

At least he can scold Ewing as much as he wants, and when he gets too excited, he can scold him in both Chinese and Western ways. To his own child, Li Xuanbing will not let him go even if he curses him with just one word.

Mr. You, I didn’t expect that I need you so much.

In the afternoon, Louis went to New York University to deliver desserts to Lorraine, and then rushed to the Blue Palace.

When Louis first arrived at the Blue Palace, Ewing was already sweating from practice. Truk Robinson was practicing blocking with him, and Spot Weber was responsible for passing the ball.

He works hard, but what he needs to work on is to develop the habit of finding someone to block the shot when he sees it.

What he should bear will not be reduced by one bit because of his efforts at this time.

Louis came to his office with an indifferent expression.

After a while, Tomjanovich came and took out the edited video.

Louis put it in his office. He has watched this game three times since yesterday and has memorized all the details that need to be remembered.

He watched it in fast forward and said to Tomjanovich, "There are a few pieces missing."

Tomjanovich asked in surprise: "Which ones?"

"In the sixth minute of the first quarter, Patrick was distracted when he was stuck, and Larry took the rebound away."

"In the seventh minute of the third quarter, Patrick just came on the field to prevent a pick-and-roll mistake. In the eighth minute, he was out of position and had an offensive rebound taken away."

"Make up these three shots."

Louis actually remembered so many details. Tomjanovich found that his work was still not done well, so he quickly went to the editor to process it.

The players on the training ground didn't know that Louis planned to get angry at today's review meeting.

Manute Bol promotes his draft story for the 101st time.

The 1985 draft was not his first draft. His first draft was in 1983, when he was selected in the fifth round by the Cleveland Cavaliers. As a result, because the league determined that he was not eligible for the draft at that time, he did not wait until 1985.

He officially entered the NBA through the draft.

Boll is a very interesting person, and everyone likes to listen to his stories.

His favorite story is about tribal life in Sudan, about how he and his family killed lions with spears, used cattle as currency, and pulled out teeth in Dinka ceremonies, which surprised his teammates time and time again.

Before the afternoon training session started, Louis held a review meeting.

In the video room, everyone on the coaching staff was there, and the players sat in their seats.

Louis first performed a stunt of filling a bottle of Coke with one hand, inserted a straw, and asked Tomjanovich to play the edited video.

The video is divided into two parts. One part is about how the team was beaten by the Celtics, and the other part is Ewing's "personal show".

Different from the highlights in the popular sense, the highlights shown to the audience always report good news but not bad news, while the highlights for internal review always report bad news but not good news.

The principle is that the fact that you played good ball for 39 minutes should not cover up the fact that you played bad ball for 9 minutes.

"Manute, if you spend half of your time telling jokes on increasing your muscles, these balls won't be pushed away." Louis pressed the pause button, and then let everyone see Bol being knocked away by Thomas in a head-on confrontation.

After completing the layup, "You are 7 feet 4 inches tall, but you have been repeatedly humiliated by a guy who is as short as a dwarf in your eyes. I feel really ashamed for you. I even doubt that you have killed a lion."

The truth of the matter.”

The camera turned around and showed Tony Campbell those stupid offensive choices.

"Who can tell me why Tony dared to shoot like that?"

"Who are you? Michael Jordan? Or Bernard King? If you were MJ, I would trade you right away. If you were Bernard, I would pray that you would be like that before you do something like that again.

Injured like the unlucky guy, didn't you fucking realize that you were attacking in the Boston trap like a stupid pig from beginning to end?"

"What's this?"

A pull-up, hard-throw round.

"What's this?"

Ignoring teammates' open positions, he quickly attacks and gets blocked.

"And this!" Louie pointed out a play in which Campbell forced a shot while being flanked. "What the hell are you telling me?!"

Ball was scolded, Campbell was scolded, and Wilkins was scolded. Except for Stockton, only Ewing has not been scolded.

But when Ewing became the protagonist in the highlight reel, the nightmare of Jamaica King Kong began.

Screen 1: Bird missed a three-pointer, Ewing didn't get stuck, and was easily picked off the rebound by Sampson behind him. And because of poor defensive choices, the opponent unexpectedly dunked with his right hand from the center.

"Patrick, do you have a mysophobia? Why don't you come closer? Why are you so stunned?" Louis shouted, "What kind of defense is this? You look like the security guard of the Sampson family welcoming him in!"

Picture 2, congratulations, Ewing was stuck in position, but not stuck in position. Because he held Sampson behind him, the confrontation he exerted was not enough to control the opponent on the surface.

So Sampson jumped up with all his strength, took the rebound from behind him and put in the basket.

"I really fucking feel sorry for your girlfriend. How could she find any pleasure in bed with a wimp like you?"

Louis roared: "Break up with her, you are good for nothing!"

Ewing was furious and stood up to attack Louis personally, but was stopped by his teammates.

"Let him go!" Louis shouted, "I want to see what this weakling dares to do to me!"

In the next scene, Sampson grabbed the rebound from behind without getting stuck.

Louis pressed pause, walked up to Ewing, grabbed his clothes and pointed at the screen: "How many fucking times do I have to tell you? If you are an insider, confrontation is your obligation in the game, but what are you doing?

Are you resisting? Are you stuck? You look like a useless loser who can only rely on tools to satisfy your partner. I sympathize with your woman more and more!"

"This is an accident!" Ewing shouted with red eyes.

Louis let him go and sneered: "There are too many surprises, right?"

Next, no blocking, no blocking, French military salute, wrong defensive position, no blocking, no blocking, no blocking. What data can reflect that a person who scored 12 rebounds in a single game almost didn’t?

Didn't he use blocking to protect any rebounds he should have protected?

"This is just a highlight of the first half! When our center, the most trusted guy on the team, and the highest-paid player in the league performs like this, the defeat is doomed!" Louis once again attacked Ewing, "Yesterday

At night, the Bostonians humiliated every fan in New York City and the entire Knicks team, but you were the one who hurt us the most! What you did in the paint, your bad defensive habits, damn,

I don’t know what to say, you’re like a fucking spy leading the enemy and ruining our game!”

"This is the worst performance I've ever seen!"

"Shameful, hard to look at!"

"We paid the most money to this weakling who can't get his seat, and New Yorkers still expect him to lead the Knicks to a revival?"

Louis smashed the remote control against the TV and roared as if he was having a hyperthyroidism attack: "In order to expect you, a bastard, to revive New York basketball, why don't you hold a machine gun and have players from other teams in the league line up to shoot you! This is asking you to lead the revival of New York basketball.

The only way!"

The TV screen is cracked but still playable.

Louis clicked play with the remote control, and just in time, Ewing opened his hands to send Bird off for a layup in front of him.

Louis laughed, and paused again.

"Except for Patrick, everyone else should go back to training!"

The players who heard this sentence ran away like prisoners who had been pardoned.

"You don't need to train today." Louis put the remote control in Ewing's hand, "You just watch this videotape here, watch it over and over again, remember every round, remember how incompetent you are in front of them, remember

How ugly your posture is here, you will see my face at the end of the video, and you will see a face that is disappointed, painful, but helpless."

When Louis walked to the door, he turned back and said: "If you don't have the courage to face it, I can accept it. After all, cowards like you all have the same characteristic, that is, they dare not look back on the past of shrinking their eggs."

"You guys should stop watching here." Louis told his teaching assistants, "Give our coward some personal space."

The teaching assistants came out and followed Louis back to his office.

Louis bought a bottle of Coke directly from the vending machine and asked his assistants: "Did I go too far just now?"

Phil Jackson smiled flatly and said: "I heard that the director of "Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom" made the actors eat real feces in pursuit of authenticity. Do you think this is too much?"

"Is it too much?" Louie heard about the movie.

Jackson smiled and said, "What you just did is almost enough."