The Rest, Only Noise

The Knicks are on a winning streak ahead of the All-Star break.

Louie's 600 wins not only did not let them slack, but found enough motivation for this.

Louie only hates the All-Star weekend for breaking this momentum. If they can maintain the current momentum and enter the playoffs, even the current 46-5 Blazers will be destroyed.

However, the footsteps that should be stopped must be stopped.

Between February 17th and February 23rd, there will be no games due to All-Star Weekend.

On February 18, Louis assembled the players at the Blue Palace for the last training before the holiday.

Ewing deliberately announced today: "My family's new Jamaican deli is open for business today. Who is interested in joining the show? I'll treat you."

"There's a treat, why don't you go?"

It was originally a voluntary thing, but if Louis is now emphasizing it, no one else will be able to do it.

Rodman was the only one who tried to pull out the dragon's beard: "Coach, can I not go, I'm not interested in Jamaican food... To be honest, I don't like foreign food..."

This kind of thing is different from training. If Rodman has an excuse not to come, everyone else will have an excuse.

"Do you think about it again?" Louis said with a smile on the basis of democratic principles.

Rodman treats Louie as a father in private, and is extremely precise about whether his smiling face is true or false.

"Don't think about it, I'll go!" Rodman snorted, "Isn't it because someone invited me to a party at her house? I'm the king of the party, what party have you never been to? Don't go!"

Rodman, the most difficult monster to conquer, was persuaded by Louis, and others dared not have any opinions.

Wilson made a request: "Coach, I'm not interested in Jamaican food."

Ewing gave him a serious look.

Louie didn't believe Wilson would demolish his stand.

"However, I can go, but there are conditions." Wilson laughed. "Why don't we cancel today's training session and go directly?"

"This is good!"

You can see who is the least motivated.

When counting McHale the loudest.

"Patrick, I hope the food in your shop is healthy."

Ewing affirms: "That's of course, we are professional and can satisfy anyone's taste."

Wilson's request was not excessive, and Louis complied on the spot.

I would have no problem with anyone who resisted going to a Jamaican specialty deli after training.

Although Ewing didn't do anything that helped him make money after he came to New York, except messing up his off-field business value, his family seized the opportunity and began to plan the family's business map in 1985. The catering business begins.

There are 20 Jamaican restaurants owned by the Ewing family.

Training was canceled, and the Knicks team set off.

All but two of the G League rookies (Mukong Wang and Matt Steigenga) came to Ewing's Jamaican Deli.

"Patrick, if you find something spicy for me again, I won't come next time."

Louie doesn't have any fond memories of eating at the Ewings' restaurant.

No, maybe it should be said that the taste of black specialty food shops is a bit strange.

The first is all kinds of chickens.

Including this deli at Ewing's.

Louis looked at the menu, my dear, the main dishes are: roast chicken, stewed chicken, curry chicken, dried pork chop, snapper fillet, black pepper oxtail, curry shrimp, curry goat, curry jerky...

Each dish has a picture.

So thoughtful, but Louie didn't like it all.

"Have some fries," he said tactfully.

Ewing thought Louie's order was too conservative.

"My treat." Ewing rolled his eyes, "Why are you being polite to me?"

"Then another pea fried rice."

Ewing asked harshly, "Don't lose weight?"

"Gan, what do you want from me?"

Ewing said angrily: "How long has it been since you ate out? The signs are in the first column. The signs of our shop are cocoa bread and roast chicken."

"Since it's a sign, let's each have one," Tomjanovich said. "If you need anything else, let the staff know."

Ewing went to the kitchen to prepare.

Since it's a deli, everything is ready-made, just in the incubator.

So it can be served quickly.

Seeing Tomjanovich frowning, Louis asked with a smile, "What's so unhappy? Saying it makes me happy."

Tomjanovich said insincerely: "I'm sad to see Jeff and Billy doing a good job in Miami and Los Angeles."

"I asked you before."

The two errands in Miami and Los Angeles, which Louie had Tomjanovich pick himself before assigning them to Donovan and Van Gundy.

But he didn't choose either, he just wanted to stay in New York.

"I know, just thinking about it now, maybe my choice is wrong." Tomjanovich sighed, "Miami and Los Angeles have very good lineups, no matter who goes to be the head coach, they can make achievements."

Louis hummed softly: "If the lineup is not good, I won't let them go."

They are all assistant coaches who came out of his subordinates. If they go to a new team and get poor results, wouldn't that be a blow to his brand?

"Do you have any ideas now?" Louis asked.

If Tomjanovich is really in a hurry to coach, Louie can help him find a job at the end of the season, although it may not be successful, but it is not difficult to enjoy.

"No, I guess I was tossed by the children at home, sigh, believe me, two children are enough, don't have more." Tomjanovich was distressed.

Louis remembered that Tomjanovich's family had recently added another member.

It is said that Tomjanovich could not find a bulletproof helmet after returning home from an away game and was eager to solve his personal needs, so he went directly without defense.

Unexpectedly, I won the lottery at once.

Tomjanovich took Louis to recall the hardships his son and daughter brought him as a child.

Tomjanovich said he accidentally spilled milk on a diaper this morning, and his first reaction was that it would stink, and if anyone found out, some would say he's the worst dad in the world.

Louis felt the same way.

Who says only pregnant women can be jittery? After the baby is born, those responsible dads will also be nervous.

Louie and Tomjanovich had the same experience, and can't remember whether it was when his son was a child or when his daughter was a child. In short, there was one time when he picked up a plastic bag at home and put the child's diapers and a change of clothes in it. He picked up a few bags that were suspected to contain filth, and after walking a few steps, he found that the sewage inside had soaked his pants.

He convinces himself with "that's just juice."

It turned out to be a child's pee...

After telling Tomjanovich the story, Louie said: "You know what, I'd lock myself in the shower for an hour now, but at the time, I thought it would be better to get some boy urine on me. that would make me look like a conscientious father."

"Too **** agree!" Tomjanovich cried, "Is it easy for us men?"

Louie said lightly: "Since then, whoever told me that maternity leave is happy, I want to slap them in the face, and only irresponsible dads can spend happy maternity leave, like our impeccable nursing dads. , those days went by..."

Louis and Tomjanovich exchanged parenting lessons and suddenly found resonance.

That's why their relationship is so good.

They have worked together for many years and the connections in their lives are countless.

At this time, Ewing brought the store's signature grilled chicken and cocoa bread~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which also included the French fries and pea fried rice that Louis had ordered earlier.

"You think I can eat that much?" Louie felt the gorilla teasing him.

Ewing looked at Louie's belly in awe, and nodded seriously: "If I say no, your belly probably won't agree."

Louie was annoyed, "If someone tells you that your food is not delicious, I won't help you out!"

"Don't worry, they will swallow it."

Uncle Ewing is overconfident in his character.

Louie looked seriously at the so-called roast chicken, which was actually more than roast chicken.

In addition to the roasted chicken, which was roasted so black that Louie suspected it was full of carcinogens, there were also a few pieces of roasted sweet potatoes, a dollop of fresh purple potato rice and a plate of vegetable salad.

The cocoa bread looked like a linen-colored sleeping bag, and Louis picked it up and took a bite. It was full of high-sweet cream, and he was tired of it in one bite.

"How?" Tomjanovich asked.

"My assessment is that it's better to eat spicy food."

Only those who are familiar with Louis know that this evaluation is similar to "might as well eat shit".

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