The rest is just noise

"Is his reaction a bit excessive?"

Louis hesitated for a moment, and Harry Weltman's first reaction when he heard his call was to hang up, which hurt his heart a bit.

"It's understandable, after all, you left him with some bad memories." Baylor heard about Louis' previous trade with the Cavaliers.

He was a typical hindsight: "If it were me, I wouldn't talk to you."

"Why?" Louis wanted to know.

"It's very simple. As a Cleveland native, you actually do such evil things to your hometown team, which is intolerable!" Baylor successfully assumed the victim's perspective.

Not only did Louis not feel sad at all, he even wanted to drink a Coke.

He opened the drawer, took out the coins, got up and put in the coins to buy a Coke.

"Don't make it sound like I forced them to make a deal with me. Many people only saw that Cleveland lost our No. 1 pick last year and the seventh pick in this year's first round, but they forgot that we also gave away consecutive

"Two years of draft pick exchange rights." Louis said proudly, "From the day this deal was completed, it was destined to be a mutual gamble between the Knicks and the Cavaliers to see who would climb out of the quagmire sooner.

Unfortunately, we have already gone ashore."

Baylor said in disbelief: "How could Bill Cartwright be worth that much?"

As of today, Cartwright has transformed into Oakley, Wilson and this year's No. 7 pick.

Yes, in this transaction, Cartwright played the most important role in his life. Even he himself didn't know that he was worth so much.

"At that time, we were ranked fourth from the bottom in the league. I traded away all the veterans. Although I got Patrick, he only had a group of young people around him. We looked like we were not a strong team." Louis opened a Coke with one hand, "

Who would have thought?"

He took a comfortable sip of Coke.

"We finally won 50 games and happily accepted Benj from the Cavaliers."

"My only advantage in this deal is that my opponent thinks he is smarter than me." Louis asked, "Elgin, do you think you can blame me for this?"

Belle looked back and thought that Louis really shouldn't be blamed.

"What do we do next?" Belle asked.

"Of course it's a bid with Chicago." Louis smiled, "This time it's up to you to call Weltman, offer a generous price, and say that we vow to get their fifth pick in the first round."

Baylor already understood the cause and effect of the matter and why Louis targeted the bull, and no longer ran around like a headless fly.

So now, finding ways to disrupt the situation is what he has to do.

Baylor went to his office, and Louis believed he could do a good job if given instructions.

Just when Louis didn't know what to do, the phone in his office rang again.

Could it be Harry Weltman calling?

Louis put the Coke in a safe place, then lay down on the table very ungracefully, and finally answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Coach Lu, I hope you still remember me."

Louis was a little unfamiliar with this voice.

He tried to guess: "Jack?"

"It seems that I am still your friend and you still remember me."

Jack McMahon, the former super scout of the 76ers, had known Louie since he entered the industry. It was also McMahon who made Louie realize that scouting reports could be sold, and the two often traded scouting reports with each other.

McMahon was one of the first industry insiders to discover Louie's talent.

A few years ago, 76ers owner Katz encountered serious management problems and reduced his investment in the team. McMahon also invested elsewhere.

In Jinzhou, he had the power he always dreamed of.

It’s not that he has never been a general manager, but the last time he was a general manager was 20 years ago. At that time, he was the general manager of the San Diego Rockets, the predecessor of today’s Houston Rockets.

The most important thing he did in the Rockets was to select Pat Riley with the seventh pick in the first round. Yes, he is the person you thought of.

20 years later, he has the power to control a team again.

"What are you doing, Jack?" Louis asked straight to the point without chatting with him.

McMahon said calmly: "I believe Scottie Pippen is not your target, who do you want?"

"Ahem, why do you think so?" Louis asked.

"I don't think he and Benjamin can coexist, I don't think you're going to trade John Stockton, and I don't think you're going to use this year's top pick on a backup who's only going to play 10 minutes this season.

"

"Well, I really don't want him." Louis said sincerely, "But I really like him."

"I like him too. If San Antonio goes crazy and drafts him with the first pick, I will definitely write you a check for $100,000 as a thank you."

"It's settled? I'm going to call Bob Hill to discuss the possibility of selecting Scottie with the No. 1 pick!"

If they had no business to discuss, McMahon would be more than willing to mess around with Louie.

"Let's get down to business, Lu, who do you want? I can help you." McMahon said lightly, "Except David Robinson, you can get anyone you want, as long as you combine the No. 7 pick with Dennis

·Rodman gave it to me."

"Just take it easy, Dennis is not for sale, and I don't want to trade the No. 7 pick."

McMahon concluded that Louis was trying to fish in troubled waters by inflating Pippen's worth.

He must have his eye on a certain player in the lottery pool and hope some idiot takes the bait so he can get it.

The Warriors have the second pick this year. If Louis really wants to do this, he can just trade it directly. Why bother?

At this time, Louie's remarks were regarded as a smokescreen by McMahon.

"Lu, I'm serious. We can make a deal, or if you are willing to send Dale Ellis and Charles Oakley to your seventh pick, the second pick will be yours."

Louis knew he had been greatly misunderstood.

Presumably at this time, McMahon's big fat face, which can compete for at least third place among all general managers in the league, has seen the image of Louis as a man behind the scenes toying with the entire league with a sinister smile.

If you want to know who the first and second big fat-faced general managers are, I might as well tell you, Jazz general manager Layden, Bulls general manager Krause, plus McMahon, three smart and capable fat guys.

, it’s really hard to say who is the fattest one.

"You misunderstood, I really don't want it, and I really like Scotty." Louis smiled bitterly.

McMahon said lightly: "What a pity, Lu, I can solve your problem, you only need to pay a small price. If you reject my proposal, I will definitely find the big fish you want. By then

I would draft him with the second pick."

"You won't get it anymore."

"Then I can only cheer you up, Jack."

No way? No way? No one would really choose Reggie Miller with the top six picks, right? This is the only player he wants this year.

Louis hung up the phone and waited patiently for his prey to surface.

The biggest difference between this year and previous years is that the talent pool is not deep.

Except for Robinson, there is no player who is guaranteed to become a talent.

Louis continued to wait, waiting for the next call.

He didn't have to wait long before a call came from Los Angeles.

Every time he answered Jerry West's call, Louis was very cautious.

Before he traveled through time, in his eyes, West was no different from a god, but after several contacts, he felt that he was very pragmatic.

West is an opportunist like Auerbach.

If you get a head start, do it; if you don't get a head start, get lucky.

Louis made several trades with the Lakers, and although they got two first-round picks from them, they were basically late first-round picks that others thought were of little value.

"Coach Lu, I want to negotiate a deal with you that is beneficial to both of us." West's opening remarks made Louis very happy.

He likes this kind of deal the most, which is beneficial to both parties.

"Appreciate further details."

"Now you are the best team in the league, and the team is full of talent. However, it is good to have talent, but if it cannot be realized, it may become a bubble. Now you are the most likely to beat in the next few years.

Celtics team, do you want to take the next step?"

The background of West's words was when the Celtics defeated the Lakers 3-1 in the finals.

The Lakers are no longer able to face the Celtics, and fans are about to witness their first four consecutive championships since 1969.

No, even when it comes to defending the championship, it was the Celtics who did it last time, and now it's still the Celtics who do it again and again.

The Lakers could not escape the shadow of their predecessors, and got the so-called "the most hated sentence in the English language: 'The Lakers can never defeat the Celtics in the finals.'"

"Of course, I think about it every day." Louis followed his words.

"So, I'm going to give you an opportunity." West said bluntly, "I can send Dominique Wilkins to the Knicks, and then you will have a wing that the Celtics can't limit.

Player, with the N.UCLA system, you can let him catch the ball continuously in his comfort zone. Bird can't compete with his athletic ability, and Sampson can't stop his impact. He is an unstoppable player.

If you add Dominic to your team, they will definitely be able to defeat the Celtics!"