The rest is just noise

Chapter 529 I’m so damn proud of him

When the Knicks entered the garden, the boos they received were fierce.

As usual, the lights in the garden are not very bright, and the green floor with strange lights feels very strange.

Before the game started, the fans who entered the stadium drank a lot of wine, and there were no adequate ventilation and air conditioning in the garden, so the away game became a hell on earth.

The Knicks already experienced the same situation last year.

"Just shoot, don't worry about anything else."

Louis asked the players to move on their own to find out their handles, and then he went to say hello to tonight's referee.

I don’t know what the league thinks, but tonight’s referees are Paul Mihalak and Earl Strom.

If we were to make a list of the most hated referees from each team, we would definitely not be able to fill it on one page.

Even the option "The referee you hate the most" requires at least three names to be listed in order to almost list all the referees you hate the most.

Michalak and Strome will definitely be mentioned by many fans and coaches. One of them blows the whistle depending on his mood, and the other is a famous home killer.

In games refereed by Strom, the home team has a lower winning percentage than the away team.

Michalak, who blows the whistle to see his mood, does not have strict and unified standards. It is like having schizophrenia. No one can understand his thoughts and standards. Maybe after maintaining the standards for a period of time, he suddenly feels boring and changes to another one.

scale.

Inexperienced players will suffer a big loss, and even veterans can't stand his standard style of calling one penalty at a time.

"You two, it's your first time here. It's been a hard journey." Louis said in a friendly way.

Mihalak asked defensively: "Lu, what's the matter?"

"I'm sure you guys hate Celtic as much as I do"

"Stop it." Michalak regarded himself as a prestigious referee, determined to enforce justice, "I will not violate my principles for you."

Do you have principles? Your principles are fucking bullshit.

"Of course, the principles of you two are the most important

,Enough."

Louis does not greet the referee in every game. He will only negotiate with the referee when he encounters a stupid situation.

It's better to be polite first and then fight later. When the game starts later, if they are mentally retarded, Louis will roar again.

K.C Jones, unlike Louie, has given up communicating with referees.

He himself is not used to communicating with referees, so this is a very strange scene.

The away team coach came to the referee and politely asked for some accommodations. The home team coach didn't say a word and didn't even pay attention to the referees.

The most dramatic thing is that there are three commentators today.

The irresistible Dick Stockton, Billy Cunningham who has clearly demonstrated his road black attributes, and Celtics legend Tom Heinsohn, who has ended his cooperation with CBS and is here as a guest today.

"This time, the Knicks have met a real opponent." Heinsohn insisted that he would not waver for a hundred years. "The Celtics are different from the mediocre teams they encountered before."

Cunningham agreed: "The Celtics are stronger, and the Knicks are slightly worse. In this case, the coaching staff needs to play their role."

He has already started to set the pace.

According to him, if the Knicks eventually collapse, the responsibility will definitely be Louis's.

It’s true that Heinsohn thought nothing of the Celtics. He recognized Louie’s ability, so he didn’t tolerate Cunningham’s nonsense: “Little Lou’s ability no longer needs to be proven, whether he is coaching in Boston.”

During his four years in New York, we have seen his outstanding side. The Knicks and Celtics are two completely different teams. In New York, he is both the head coach and the general manager.

An era that was far more complex than the 1950s and 1960s has accomplished what Reed did in the 1950s and 1960s, which is remarkable!"

"Well, it's just so-so." Cunningham just couldn't face Louis' results.

Dick Stockton smiled and said: "Okay, now let's focus the camera on the scene, the game is about to start."

Tonight, the Celtics chose a little girl who survived the shooting to sing the national anthem to the audience with humane care.

After the national song is finished, all the preludes are over.

The game is about to begin.

Both sides appear.

The Knicks are Stockton, Miller, Wilson, McHale, and Ewing.

The Celtics side is no different from the past, consisting of Thomas, Harper, Bird, Sampson, and Laimbeer.

"Let's win the jackpot in one go!" Louis slapped Ewing's butt hard.

Ewing touched his buttocks and suspected for the millionth time that Louis was gay.

But if he was gay, he wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend as beautiful as Lorraine.

Ewing came on the court with the strange idea of ​​winning a jump ball for the Knicks. He didn't know if it was a jackpot.

The Knicks' standard N.UCLA position was in place, and Ewing and McHale were brought up at the same time to cover.

Stockton has been targeted as a weak point by his opponents many times in previous games, and this time he wants to get it back on his own.

Therefore, with the help of Ewing and McHale's horn screen (Horns Screen), Stockton broke through Thomas' defense and made a pull-up jumper on the right side.

2 to 0

"Quickly retreat!"

After watching countless Celtics game videos, Louis smelled danger from Thomas' dribbling movements.

Yes, Thomas wants to counterattack quickly.

Moreover, he saw that the Knicks players had not yet tightened up their bodies and could not retreat fast enough, so he rushed to the frontcourt like a rocket, passing people like a ball, and relying on Wilson who came to help to defend, he completed a difficult pass.

Layup.

2 to 2

"Aren't you awake? The game has begun!" Louis shouted, "Retreat quickly!"

Before Louis finished speaking, Wilson ran forward at the same fast speed.

The young Knicks believe that their speed is no worse than that of the Celtics. Wilson and Thomas are even more conflicted about the All-Star Weekend freeze incident, not to mention that they both came from the streets of Chicago, which is one of the worst cities in the United States. They grew up there.

There is no black star who does not have a charlatanism.

Wilson wanted to stop the ball quickly, and Knicks' pass was in place.

However, Bill Laimbeer did not give him this opportunity.

Just as Wilson was about to attack, Laimbeer roughly raised his hands to attack. Everyone's attention was attracted by his French military salute defense, but they did not notice that his thigh deliberately bumped Wilson's knee, thus destroying the latter's attack.

Balance in the air.

"Beep!"

Wilson fell hard to the ground, and the referee blew the whistle and gave Laimbeer a common foul.

In an era when there were no bad fouls, it was either a common foul or a T. Neither Michalak nor Strom had a pair of sharp eyes enough to spot Laimbeer's little moves.

"Bill, keep your fucking feet clean for me!" Louis yelled.

Laimbeer spread his hands harmlessly, but luckily Wilson was unharmed.

Louis knows that threats and scoldings like Laimbeer alone will not work. He cannot play. Therefore, he can only rely on the players, referees and himself to solve the problem.

It's also a good idea to replace the players with Oakley and other thugs, but the game has just begun, and breaking the rotation too quickly will affect the rhythm of the game.

Laimbeer's foul did the trick.

Wilson made the first free throw and missed the second, giving the Celtics a chance to counterattack.

Harper dribbled the ball forward, and Miller defended in front of him, barely stopping the Celtics' quick counterattack.

He saw Miller's lack of experience and took the initiative to seek physical contact.

As expected, Michalak blew the whistle and gave Miller a body hair, warning the rookie not to do anything.

The Celtics also took the opportunity of the timeout to reorganize.

Suddenly, they lined up in fours and Bird served to Thomas.

Thomas called Sampson's pick-and-roll, accelerated casually, and passed the defense. Ewing and Stockton's attention was all on him.

All Thomas has to do is pass the ball to Sampson behind him.

From outside the three-point line, the two-meter-two big man took a shot.

Now, except for the three-point line in the corners on the left and right sides, Sampson no longer has any offensive blind spots on the court.

A three-pointer from the corner is meaningless to him because he can't stand in the corner.

The existing skill package is enough for him to dominate the court.

5 to 2

"I really shouldn't have reminded him to develop three-pointers!" Louis scolded, "Now I can't even find a damn offensive blind spot!"

The Zen master encouraged him in reverse: "You personally guided the most talented center in the history of basketball. You should be proud."

"Can't you see?" Louis said through gritted teeth. "I'm so damn proud of him!"