The rest is just noise

When Benjamin Wilson made that shot, Louis was standing behind him.

Louis smiled, his feet feeling a little weak.

The nerves that had been tense all night could finally relax. The reason why his excitement was not fully vented was because Wilson was injured.

But his teammates were not as thoughtful as Louis thought.

Regardless of his relationship with him, after the goal was scored, teammates on and off the field pounced on him.

Louis let out a breath. Unlike others, his excitement and pride increased as the fact that the Knicks won the game was confirmed.

Perhaps because he is a coach and not a player, he will not have such intense emotional outbursts.

For him, if he cannot climb to the top, he will not get a moment of peace.

Only at this moment, when the final whistle sounds and the season is finalized, will he feel this way. In the past, the feeling has not been so strong.

The pioneers brought amazing challenges, they overcame various difficulties and finally got through this difficulty.

It has been a long time since Louis felt the tranquility and glory in life as he did tonight.

It is an emotion that others cannot understand.

Compared to his current mood, the cheers and excitement in the garden were just noise.

His opponent, Pat Riley, walked to midfield.

This is also the eighth time Riley has failed in the finals. He has as many runner-ups as tragedies.

"Coach Lu, congratulations on winning your fifth consecutive championship."

Riley, who had brought Louie a lot of trouble, said with a sincere smile.

Louis took his hand.

Riley, who was smiling, suddenly stopped smiling: "Enjoy it, Coach Lu, give us another year, and the Knicks will not be our opponent at all."

Louis could use his number of championships to mock Riley, and he could use the result of this series to humiliate Riley, but he didn't.

Next year, the Blazers will be even more difficult to deal with, that's for sure.

"I'm a little tired and just want to enjoy myself, so I wish you good luck." Louis said and turned around.

He returned to his assistant, and Tomjanovich gave him a bottle of Coke.

"If you don't drink this, I always feel like something is missing."

"Thank you so much."

Louis' mouth was dry and his body was weak. Coca-Cola was like rain from a severe drought to him.

The Knicks players were celebrating. As a defeated player, Jordan suppressed all kinds of unwillingness and painful emotions and forced himself to remain calm for the interview.

He made no excuses for failure.

"New York plays better."

At the same time, he believes that the Blazers' failure stemmed from the inside.

"We had no countermeasures against Patrick."

Of course, the most sensitive question is unavoidable. What does it feel like to miss the championship? It can even be said that Jordan is only one goal away from the first championship in his career?

"Of course it's disappointing not to get a championship ring, but my career will never, ever be frustrating. The friends I've met along the way, the stories I've experienced, and the achievements I've accomplished are, to me,

Always interesting and unforgettable. I will definitely win a championship, but if I can't win, I will never declare that my career is a failure because I don't have a championship."

Jordan said these words forcefully and then walked to the tunnel.

Instead of blessing the Knicks or saying hello, they just left.

This is a tradition started by the Celtics in 1988.

After a bloody battle and losing in the end, they also did not wish the Knicks any blessings. They just turned around and left, leaving the other side to entertain themselves.

In Louis' previous life, this head was opened by the Pistons. To be precise, it was opened by Laimbeer. Laimbeer suggested that his Pistons teammates leave early, and what happened was a scene that Jordan will never forget.

In this life, Laimbeer plays for the Celtics. When this happens to the Celtics, the public opinion they face is not as bad as the Pistons.

No, it's not even bad.

After random arguments in the mainstream media, the Celtics' practice of not shaking hands with their enemies has actually become a "honorable tradition", just like shaking hands with opponents is shameful.

The Trail Blazers did the same thing today, but it's understandable.

New York and Portland really hate each other.

Ewing did not celebrate wildly. For him, this series was not easy at all. At the end of the game, he just let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, he glanced at Louis.

Unfortunately, his coach seemed to be immersed in some strange emotions and didn't notice him at all.

Ewing admitted that he had caused Louis a lot of trouble, and he also knew that Louis had worked hard on his relationship with Wilson, but some things were beyond their control.

After Wilson's teammates finished going crazy, they remembered that he had an injury on his foot and quickly dispersed.

He was freed and came to Louis' side.

Louis hugged Wilson and said, "If you ask me to make a decision again, I won't let you appear."

"I understand, coach."

"I'm sorry, Benj, I wasn't responsible for your future tonight."

Wilson said sincerely: "No matter what the result is, this is what I am willing to do."

The five consecutive championships did not directly touch Louis' soul, but Wilson's words made his eyes warm.

"What's wrong, coach?" Wilson smiled, "You're not going to cry, are you?"

There was mist in Louis' eyes, which he couldn't control.

"When I chose you, I just hoped to get a crown from you." Louis took a deep breath. Only in this way, tears would not "run" out of his eyes, "But, Benj, you gave me a kingdom."

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Louis' gaffe made the conqueror on the court who looked down upon Jordan and despised Portland panic.

"Coach, no matter what I did, I deserved it." Wilson said sincerely, "Without your teachings, I would not have been able to succeed; without your guidance, I would have been lost on the journey; without you, I might not have been able to succeed."

I have been beaten to death by gangsters, coach, you gave me a new life, and the things I have done are not enough to repay you for the chance you gave me."

Seeing Louis becoming more and more prone to breaking defenses, Tomjanovich was worried that this guy would show his ugly face in front of Wilson, so he hurried over and asked Wilson to be interviewed, and then gave Louis a towel.

"I hope you weren't acting," Tomjanovich joked.

Louis rolled his eyes at him, "Do you think I'm an Oscar winner?"

"You're not? Who is?"

"Go to hell!"

The players were interviewed individually and returned to the locker room one after another.

In the locker room, the celebrations began early.

Champagne can be used to make artificial rain, or it can be used as a firearm to attack people around you.

Louis was very experienced. He took off his suit in advance and walked in to withstand the hail of bullets.

This is the best atmosphere in the Knicks this year. There is no selfishness, no intrigues, no disputes over interests, just the joy of winning.

As they dressed and returned to the court for the awards ceremony, Jordan and Barkley came to the Knicks' locker room in plain clothes to congratulate them.

When Jordan arrived, Wilson's legs were in the ice bucket and he couldn't stand up.

Jordan stretched out his hand to him and said, "See you in the national team."

Wilson despised Jordan on the court, but off the court, he couldn't disrespect his opponent who scored 53 points in the tiebreaker and averaged 40+ points in the series.

"I can't wait to be your teammate."

Wilson held Jordan's hand, and the two leaned close to each other and patted each other's shoulders as a greeting.

Barkley was the most natural. He seemed to be relieved on the spot that he was only one goal away from the championship.

After greeting everyone in the Knicks, Jordan and Barkley left.

Louis sent them out of the locker room. After turning around, he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You should know by now that I am not talking nonsense every day about those bastards in Boston who have no quality, right? Look at people, they don't shake hands with us after the game.

It's wrong, I shouldn't have come over immediately to apologize."

"The difference between this person and other people is sometimes greater than the difference between Patrick and Benj."

"Is this just a fucking difference?" McHale made the audience burst into laughter. "I've always felt that these two people belong to two different species!"