The rest is just noise

Louis had sworn not to eat midnight snacks tonight.

If he eats late-night snacks tonight, Ewing will become impotent!

Louis felt that he had an obligation to protect Ewing's happiness, but someone insisted on treating him to a late-night snack.

This person is also tonight’s opponent, the Blazers’ star Michael Jordan.

You can withhold face from others, but how can you not give it to Jordan?

Well, Louis remembers that Ewing already has a child, so this is best. If his poisonous oath works, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Ewing family has a successor...

It was both strange and not strange for Jordan to ask Louis out for a drink.

The strange thing is that they just lost to the Knicks tonight, and they still have to digest it for a while, so why are they now looking for the opponent's coach to reminisce about the past?

It's not surprising that there is old history between them.

Louis and Jordan met on the 1984 U.S. Olympic Trials team.

As a time-traveler, Louis certainly knew that Jordan was not just a thing in the pool, and they had a relationship early on. After Jordan entered the NBA, the two had little contact because one was in the East and the other was in the West.

As the Trail Blazers and Knicks grow stronger, the chances of the two teams facing each other in the Finals have greatly increased.

Jordan is often asked similar questions, so private meetings are rare.

"Coach, here!"

Jordan waved.

Before Louis came, he noticed that this was a bar under Jordan's name. It closed early today, so there was no one there, just the two of them.

This ensures absolute security from being discovered.

Louis feels that this is a bit like an adulterer's tryst...

"Michael, let me agree first, not to drink, but to eat snacks." Louis asked, "Do you have any snacks?"

Jordan called the waiter.

Louie's "snack" was a whole plate of roast beef.

"No wonder Patrick talks about you gaining weight every day." Jordan joked, "It's hard not to gain weight, right?"

"What else did he say about me?" Louis asked kindly.

Jordan noticed that he had made a mistake. He was clearly meeting Louis, so why did he mention Ewing? He shook his head and said, "No, it's nothing."

"Michael, tell me how many bad things he has said about me, and I will tell you what is the biggest problem in Portland."

"real?"

"Go and ask around. Who in this circle doesn't know that I, Louis, am a loyal person? Are there any lies in what I said?"

Louis dares to say this because the people he has harmed are still alive and well in the world, so he doesn't have to worry about anyone coming to him in his dreams to "chat" when he sleeps at night.

"Okay, Patrick didn't mean any harm when he said these words. Don't take it to heart."

"Can you please be more relaxed? I'm so anxious!"

"Well...Patrick said that the reason why you gain weight is because you never know how to exercise restraint. You drink ten cans of Coke every day, and you never stop eating late at night. When others say something bad about you, you still use your status as a coach to suppress others..."

"Coach Lu, this is all what Patrick said..."

Louis said with a smile: "You can't tell that that guy looks like a gorilla, but he has so many ideas behind his back."

"Coach, that's it."

"You don't think he looks like a gorilla?"

"This remark contains serious racial discrimination."

"As his coach and the person who saved his career, from the first day he entered the league, I dare say that even his father didn't care about him as much as I did. I got up early and stayed up late every day, sulking over him, and saw that he didn't play well.

If I want to get angry, if I see him being bullied by his opponent, I will help him scold him. Even if the referee calls a foul because of his poor defensive habits, I have to put pressure on him... You say that I have done so much for him, but he is ungrateful. In front of you

Talk bad things about me." Louis was just joking at first, but now he is getting more and more angry. Why?

"Calm down, Coach Lu."

"I'm very calm. I haven't finished talking about the gorilla yet!"

Louis hasn't had enough of his rants yet, but Jordan has heard enough.

"Coach Lu, we won't talk about the orangutans tonight." Jordan asked, "Excuse me, what is the biggest problem in Portland?"

Louis saw the enthusiasm in his eyes.

He knew that Jordan and the Trail Blazers would be his biggest rivals in the future, and it would be useless to nudge him.

But he likes to take the most difficult road, and...

"The biggest problem in Portland is you." Louis laughed, "You always think of doing everything alone, which of course is not possible. Basketball is a team sport."

The problems faced by the pioneers cannot be solved by him with just one word or move. He is not a god.

When they parted, Louis even picked a fight.

"Michael, next time you see my rookie, please be more ruthless. He's sitting on top of you and tyrannizing you. You still don't teach him a lesson, which makes me very worried about them." Louis said sadly.

Said, "Young people must not have a sense of awe."

Jordan asked: "Which one do you mean?"

"Reggie, or Benj?"

"Uh..." Louis smiled, "I think you need to deal with everyone. The one who needs to be dealt with most at this stage is probably Reggie. He was waving his jersey in the locker room and threatening to beat up MJ..."

In fact, Miller never did this.

But Jordan believed what Louis said. He knew that Coach Lu was a loyal person. He not only cared about his players, but also knew how to deal with all parties. Since he said this, it means that the Knicks rookies must be so arrogant that even him

It's beyond the point of being able to stand it.

Looking at it this way, it should be taken care of properly.

Just the description of Louis created a picture in Jordan's mind.

That birdman Miller can really do it!

Jordan clenched his fists, kept his trademark smile on his face, and said to Louis: "I will do it, Coach Lu."

"Then I'll thank you on behalf of Reggie." Louis said before leaving, "If everything goes well, maybe we can meet in the finals, and then you can teach Reggie how to behave on the biggest stage.

It makes sense."

"Please, Michael."

Jordan looked back at Louis, who was walking away, but those last words seemed to contain other meanings.

Is Coach Lu’s purpose really that simple?

Doubts flashed through Jordan's heart. He thought the world was not that simple, but Louis always gave him a simple feeling.

Just like the advice he gave himself, how could ordinary people be so direct?

No, an ordinary person wouldn't be able to say outright that the Blazers' biggest problem lies with him.

Although what he said may not be right, only a loyal person like Coach Lu would state the problem so straightforwardly.

Looking at it this way, he hoped that what he said about teaching Miller a lesson must be true, and that little trash Miller really needed to be educated.

To be able to force Coach Lu to ask someone from an outside team to educate him, you can already imagine how arrogant he is.

Jordan has already imagined this picture in his mind.

Miller was shirtless, swinging his jersey and yelling in the locker room: "Portland is trash, MJ is just shit promoted by the league, completely inferior to me..."

Just thinking about this made Jordan angry.

When Louis returned to the hotel, his players were mostly back in their positions.

Portland is an away game and there aren't many places to play.

Louis met Wilson outside the room.

"Benj, what are you doing?"

"Coach, I can't go back to my room." Wilson said, "There are two women in there."

Louis was puzzled by what he said.

"When did you become Guy?"

Considering that he had the experience of being tricked into becoming a father by a scumbag in high school and almost losing his life, it is understandable that he is afraid of women, and even worse, his sexual orientation has changed.

"I don't!!"

"Really?"

"Is there something dysfunctional there?"

"How is that possible?" Wilson patted his belly, as if he was very confident in himself.

Louis opened his hotel room and found a woman inside.

I'm in trouble!!!

"Oh, coach, you won the prize too." Wilson smiled, "It must be a prank played by Kevin and the others!"

Louis saw that the woman was as beautiful as a flower, she might have just grown up, and she had golden curly hair that was common in the 1980s.

"Please give me some time."

Louis closed the door and asked Wilson: "Since you are not Guy, there is no problem in that regard, why are you afraid of two women in the room?"

"When I want to do this, I will naturally find a way. I just don't want to be passive." Wilson said domineeringly.

If he was really domineering, shouldn't he drive those two women out of his room?

"When was the last time you took the initiative?"

"Uh...last month ago."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No…"

"You, a young and normal man with a net worth of nearly ten million, do nothing but play ball for a month and you still say it's no problem?"

Wilson became worried: "Is this problem serious?"

"This problem is so damn serious!" Louis analyzed in a serious manner, "That thing is the second 'person' in us. It has matured now, just like us. It needs exercise and rest.

If you don't control the balance, it will be unhappy, which will affect your performance and state, and your performance and state will affect our team's results. Do you think this is serious?"

"so serious?"

"That's right, so go back to your room right away. Not only can you relax your body and mind, but you can also release excess energy."

Wilson was in awe of Louis: "Coach, you know so much."

"Of course. From national affairs to Dick's maintenance, you can ask me whether I, the Little Dong King of New York, deserve my reputation in vain."