The rest is just noise
Chapter 404 Reveals its true form (1/156)
"Rip City!" Bill Chanelli will say whether the Trail Blazers win or lose. "Good night basketball fans, no matter where you are, this is an exciting game!"
Louis stood on the sidelines as if they had won.
Wilson's teammates have not yet reacted to the recent incident.
He went against Louis' tactical instructions and chose personal heroism in the face of a better opportunity. If he made that shot, no one could say anything.
As a result, he missed the shot.
"You better figure out what you're doing!" Ewing said to Wilson dissatisfied.
Just when he was about to further accuse his teammates, Stockton came to persuade him.
"Patrick, leave the rest to the coach. I believe Benj also wants to win." Stockton curbed Ewing's anger.
McHale asked with a smile; "Has this happened before?"
"No." Stockton shook his head, "Never."
They walked off the court and Louie came to midcourt and shook Rick Adelman's hand.
"It seems like there's something wrong with you." Adelman had already seen the problem with the Knicks' last attack.
"It's inevitable for young people." Louis laughed and said, "If you can't balance the ball rights between MJ and others, and continue to let MJ play in the current way, I don't think you can beat the Lakers."
Adelman didn't want to hear a junior like Louie talk about their game.
"This is our internal matter." Adelman bluntly pushed back Louis' suggestion.
Louis was not in the mood to interfere in the Blazers' team matters. But he still wanted to say, without his interference, the Blazers would have had a bad Jordan?
Farewell to Adelman, he came to the sidelines to accept a live interview with reporters.
Louis was asked by reporters about the final attack.
He was angry because Wilson didn't play according to his plan. Ellis ran out of opportunities. If the Knicks lost the open three-pointer that Ellis missed, he thought the whole team would have no objection.
But such a failure, running out of tactics but not passing the ball, is unacceptable.
"I believe that no other young player will be as confident as Benj." Louis said meaningfully, "He proved his responsibility, but he just didn't make that shot. I think he will make the shot next time."
Come in."
Benj's shot reminded Louis of Nick Young's "steal" of Kobe's buzzer-beating shot.
Everyone knew that the Lakers would give Kobe the winning shot, so Yang Shaoxia's steal was a stroke of genius. He made the shot, giving that dramatic steal a perfect result.
What if he misses?
Back to tonight, as long as Benj hits the buzzer beater, no one will say anything.
Louis returned to the locker room and asked Wilson to attend the press conference with him.
Moreover, he only took Wilson with him.
"Do you know what to say later?"
Louis asked Wilson before coming to the interview room.
"I failed everyone's expectations and did not follow the tactics..."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Louis yelled angrily, "That was a good shot, you just didn't make it. If I give you a chance like this next time, you will still make it. You are full of confidence. Do you fucking understand?
?”
"That was a good shot?" Wilson asked in horror, "You really think so?"
"Of course I don't fucking think that, but you have to fucking say it, okay?" Louis asked loudly.
Wilson knew Louis' attitude: "I understand..."
Because of Louis' instructions, Wilson was not tricked into saying anything in front of the media.
At the end of the interview, they walked parallel to each other in the corridor.
"Coach, I'm sorry."
"Sorry? What do you have to be sorry for? You are so brave. You didn't even look at your teammates' openings. You didn't listen to my tactics. MJ wasn't afraid anymore. You just forced the shot in front of him. Although it didn't go in, you made the next move.
You will do this again, right?" Louis said with a smile, making Wilson wonder what his mood was.
Is he serious?
"I..."
"Right?!" Louis' smile suddenly disappeared and he became particularly irritable, "Next time you will still treat my words as earwax, continue to treat the team's efforts as bullshit, and only want to be a hero by yourself, regardless of other things.
Human feelings, right?”
Wilson has always lived in a halo.
Growing up, he was always asked to take the key shots for his team, so on the last shot tonight, his guilt was that he missed the shot, not that he ruined the strategy.
Being scolded by Louis at this time, he became bolder: "Yes..."
"What the hell did you say?"
"If it was Larry... wouldn't you let him take the last shot?" Wilson straightened his chest and said, "I want to be a player like Larry Bird."
Louis was so angry that he laughed, and behind the laughter was uncontrollable anger: "If you want to take the last fucking shot, you should have told me when I was laying out the tactics, and you should have said loudly to me, 'Fuck you.
tactics, I'll deal with them', instead of walking onto the court without saying a word after I laid out the tactics, and giving me a surprise at the last moment! Larry Bird would never do that, you are just a guy who doesn't dare
Coward who speaks his mind, don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking. As long as you make the shot, you are a hero. I tell you, if the same thing happens again, I guarantee that from now on, you will be sitting there for every life and death ball.
Let’s watch the others fight!”
"With your virtues, do you still want to be Larry Bird?"
"Although that hillbilly guy in Boston has very questionable character, he never disobeys my tactics. He will do whatever I ask him to do. I let you watch his game and learn his playing style, but you learn
What happened? You selfish little bastard, I actually picked you with the first overall pick, you idiot! Damn it!"
Wilson was so scolded that he did not dare to reply.
This was the day he really got to know Louis, and his attitude and confidence only added fuel to the fire of tonight's mistakes.
Louis didn't appreciate him any more for it.
Back in the locker room, Louis did not continue to get angry. There were many problems in this game, and many of them were caused by the rookie.
He has no habit of getting angry in the locker room after losing a game.
Louis will tell everyone what to do and then point out the problems during the review.
So the night was basically uneventful. If Wilson hadn't self-righteously expressed his attitude to Louis, he wouldn't have been scolded so severely.
Louis believes that compared to when he scolded Ewing, he was more restrained with Wilson.
If you don't look at the last ball, Wilson performed very well tonight.
He scored 28 points against Jordan for the first time. With his qualifications, he must be the Knicks' future ace.
But that last goal turned his entire night into shit-flavored ice cream.
Back in the hotel, Tomjanovich brought the game tape to Louis' room.
Plus Phil Jackson and Zhao Yuanzheng.
The four coaching staff began to review the game and analyze it round by round.
They reviewed the game together until four in the morning and found that the only player who made no mistakes was Stockton.
Ewing and McHale, who seemed to be the pinnacle of stability, had some problems on both ends of the floor.
Except for the last attack, Wilson's other attacks seemed to be normal choices.
"Review meeting in the afternoon..."
"Open it."
Louis turned off the TV.
"Let's all go back and rest."
The game against the Trail Blazers is the first game of the Knicks' recent difficult schedule.
The next game is at home, against the Los Angeles Lakers, one of the toughest teams in the 1980s.
After winning two championships in the first few years of the 1980s, they failed in all three consecutive Finals matches with the Celtics, allowing the Lakers to continue the curse of being unable to defeat the Celtics to win the championship in the 1960s.
The Lakers can't beat the Celtics, but they have no problem beating other teams.
The pre-game analysis meeting that was supposed to be used to prepare for the game against the Lakers was used by Louis to scold him.
Back home, in the Blue Palace video room, Louis spent an hour berating Ewing, Wilson and Rodman.
This period was mixed with clips of scolding other players for their mistakes, but the Knicks' double No. 1 pick and Rodman were the tanks that took the main damage.
Ewing has become accustomed to it. Although Louis scolds him unpleasantly, he will accept it as long as the scolding is reasonable.
Wilson had been scolded in the corridor yesterday and was mentally prepared.
Rodman's words... it's much worse.
Louis' main attack was Rodman's reaction when the opponent got angry and wanted to settle a score with him after Rodman elbowed McDaniel.
The scene where Rodman apologized happened to have a close-up.
"Sorry Sir?" Louis repeated Rodman's words loudly, "Are you serious? Sorry Sir? Look at your expression at that time. You looked like a sissy. No, you looked like someone who was being raped.
Fagot, cowardly and incompetent, even if a criminal holds a gun as a hostage, he will not show any weakness than you! Dennis, are you a fucking weakling?"
Louis' fierce attitude and vulgar words broke Rodman's defense.
He was scolded so much that he burst into tears and kept sobbing.
"If crying can solve problems, I will cry harder than you." Louis asked harshly, "Dennis, do you cry to solve problems when you encounter them?"
"I'm sorry, coach...I'm sorry."
"Damn it, stop crying!" Louis said angrily, "You played well last night, but you shouldn't act like a wimp and apologize to your opponents in a low voice after causing trouble. You don't need to fucking apologize to them.
You just have to be tough like a man, it's your duty to knock them over, leave the damn 'sorry' to God, fuck it! I'm warning you all, from today on, if anyone dares to commit a crime on the field
Afterwards, you said that word to me like a sissy...S.o.r.r.y, that's the word, who dares to say it, I want him to look good!"
Louie's anger filled the video room.
To the other "old men," Louis simply showed his true colors.
The new people still need to adapt, especially McHale, Wilson, Rodman, and Dell Curry. They discovered for the first time that when Louis is angry, he is like a mad dog that has lost its mind and bites anyone it sees.
Rodman was crying like that, but he still didn't soften his attitude.
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