The rest is just noise

In the restaurant, McMahon offered to exchange scouting reports on Ralph Sampson with Louie.

Louis didn't want to exchange, not because he was afraid or worried, but because he thought it wasn't worth it.

Although McMahon is one of the best scouts in the world, he, like today's scouts, omits space whenever he can. Louis can think of anything written in those few lines with his eyes closed.

How can it compare with his "hard work"?

"Do it?"

"No?" McMahon said in disbelief, "You know how many people want to exchange scouting reports with me, right?"

As far as Louis knew, McMahon was the one who pioneered the practice of privately selling scouting reports to make extra money.

Starting from McMahon, more and more scouts with bad morals and low quality are selling out the team's interests just for a small amount of money.

"Do you still need to exchange your scouting reports? Aren't they all bought from you?" Louis mocked.

"You brat! Do you think your scouting report is valuable?" McMahon said dissatisfied.

Louis said modestly: "It's hard to say how expensive gold is, but it is definitely worth more than yours. If you want to exchange it with me, I will definitely not agree, unless you treat me to dinner."

McMahon originally wanted to make a change as soon as he could, but after all, Louis wrote most of the game in front of him. Who would normally write a scouting report like this?

His curiosity became more and more intense. If he had known this, he would have chosen a cheaper restaurant.

Judging from this kid's appearance, he won't hand over the report obediently if he doesn't take advantage of him today.

"Okay, I'll treat you!" McMahon said harshly like cutting meat.

"What a pleasure!" Louis handed over the notebook, "Just so I wanted to ask Uncle Jack to see if there are any deficiencies in my scouting report."

"Brat!"

McMahon read the article first and was shocked.

A game fills ten pages. Where is this scouting report? This is clearly game shorthand!

Louis recorded Sampson's every offense, every defense, and every shot.

The summary begins on the last page.

McMahon began to take a closer look, while Louis glanced at the other party's report cursorily.

The result was exactly what he expected. Regardless of the touting passages, McMahon's analysis and prospect prediction of Sampson was not surprising.

"Undoubted star potential."

"We need to step up our efforts to polish our basic inside skills."

"You need to gain at least 30 pounds (13 kilograms)."

McMahon believes that Sampson is not a true inside player, and this statement hits the nail on the head. Not only does Sampson not look like an inside player, he also looks a bit like a 2-meter-2 guard.

Based on the understanding of today's professionals, it is natural to want him to become an insider with outside skills.

This is not surprising at all.

It was McMahon, who looked at Louis' scouting report with a solemn expression.

Louis had already started eating, but he was still reading, especially the last page.

After a long time, he returned the notebook to Louis.

"I don't know if you're crazy or if you gave me a fake copy." McMahon said in disbelief. "If this is your evaluation of Ralph, then you are the only person in the United States who is not optimistic about his future."

Scout!"

Louis explained: "You misunderstood me... It's not that I'm not optimistic, I'm just pessimistic about his future."

"This is already seriously negative!" Based on McMahon's understanding, it was difficult for him to agree with Louis's idea.

As everyone said, Sampson is not a creature in the pool. As long as he polishes his skills in college for a few years, he will transform into a dragon when he enters the league and will surely devour everything.

This is where Louis' views differ from theirs.

He firmly believed that if Sampson stayed in Virginia for three or four years like the others, he would be useless.

"That's exactly what I think of him." Louis laughed.

"If you dare to put this report in front of Reed, I'm sure he will crumple it into a ball and burn some cigars!" McMahon predicted.

Uncle Jack doesn't care.

Louis said: "Maybe."

After dinner, they each went back to their respective hotels.

Louis called the female classmate from North Carolina State who helped him get the tickets, and he asked her to come to his hotel room for a drink tonight.

The reason why Louis is obsessed with her has nothing to do with desire.

He wanted to get the videotape of tonight's game, but he was leaving tomorrow, so he could only sell his lust and a small amount of money and ask her to find it for him.

Of course, after talking about business, we will naturally talk about romance, and then go to bed to have sex.

The next day, Louis traveled to Kentucky.

What he's looking at today is Louisville ace Darrell Griffith.

He has a well-known nickname "Dr. Big Thunder".

Judging from what Louis observed, this man is undoubtedly the most powerful defender among the 1980 graduates. He has a strong ball-handling ability - really strong, has a very fast first step and dares to fight hand-to-hand.

This person is quite famous in the NCAA, and everyone among the scouts praises him. He is a stable top three candidate.

The only thing that prevents him from ascending to the No. 1 pick is the ancient saying "When everyone's situation is similar, let's choose an insider."

But this ancient saying is a typical example of content that fails to convey its meaning.

When the rookies are all about the same, choose an inside line. What if the outside line is better than the inside line? No doubt, choose the inside line; but what if the outside line is much better than the inside line? A large number of teams will still consider and consider the inside line.

In addition to his fierce breakthrough and desperate play, Griffith also had a long-range shot that left a deep impression on Louis.

Judging from his confidence in shooting and his shooting movements, he should be able to adapt to the three-point line.

This trip was well worth it. In addition to Griffith, Louis also wrote a scouting report on his teammate, Derek Smith SG, who also has NBA potential.

Louisville is also a team without long players. The starting height is the same as North Carolina State, both 2.01 meters.

But their combat effectiveness, rotation depth, athletic ability and enthusiasm for rebounding are unmatched by North Carolina State.

The gap here is the gap in competitiveness between the two teams.

Although the NCAA is rigid in its competition rules, there are too many teams, and coaches with supreme authority can build their own systems as they wish as long as they can ensure record results.

This makes many teams look like they are led by time travellers, each one is very unrestrained and small balls are rampant.

There are also unspeakable hardships in this. Before young talents from all over the world poured into the NCAA, various schools could only recruit talents from the United States. Even if the United States is the kingdom of basketball, there are not so many senior people to support the universities. Therefore, talented people

Long people are a rare commodity.

Even as the baby boomers grow up and all walks of life in the United States usher in a talent explosion, the situation has not changed much.

All new attempts are a last resort.

In addition to Ralph Sampson and other popular freshmen players, as well as junior players who may participate in the draft, Louis also has a goal, which is to find an excellent defender.

The back line is definitely the Celtics' weak point.

No disrespect to Archibald, but if the person on this line is still him, then the Celtics will have no power to fight back against any top defender.

Especially considering that their wings lack athletic talent and their interior line is old, slow, and tender.

Originally, choosing Cheeks could solve all the problems, but the dream was shattered by the former boss before it even started. No, he didn't take away Bird's signing rights. The Celtics should be grateful.

I can complain more.

Ronnie Lester PG was the next subject of Louis' observation.

He played for Edward University. On game day, Louis discovered "Smart Man" Lincoln, the chief scout of the Lakers, and Stu Inman, the general manager of the Trail Blazers. Although this guy has a poor vision, he always does things well.

I do everything myself and I love going to watch the games.

Louis and Lincoln had a conversation.

Judging from the other party's reaction, it seems that Leicester is not his favorite candidate.

"He doesn't have the game intuition like Moji." His words really gave Louis the illusion of understanding.

A talent like a magician is too rare to meet once every 15 years. Does he want to discover another one?

"The 'Dr. Big Thunder' in Louisville is pretty good." Louis smiled, "I kindly recommend you to go see him."

"Dr. Big Thunder is good at everything," Lincoln said angrily, "but he's 'expensive'."

In this draft, the Lakers don't have any early picks. If they want to be in the early first round, they have to make trades. That's why Lincoln will focus on these players in the middle of the first round.

Louis' views on Lester were the same as Lincoln's.

But his scouting reports were not as arcane as Lincoln's.

Very direct.

"Short and thin, he doesn't look like a 21-year-old player."

"There is a problem with breakthrough selection and insufficient explosive power."

"My shooting ability is worrying, and my shooting hand shape has huge hidden dangers."

"Not worth a choice."

He always writes about such mediocre things simply and neatly, and is extremely vicious, as if the other person has a grudge against him.

However, another professional at the scene, Blazers general manager Inman, watched with fascination. He obviously had a different appreciation for Lester than Louis and Lincoln.

Louis and Inman knew each other, and he went to say hello when he was about to leave.