The Rest, Only Noise

Chapter 26: He doesn't think he's making a lot of money, does he?

On the night of signing Bird, Auerbach gave Louis four game tapes.

"Give me a scouting report for M-L Carr in one night."

Louis hesitated.

Where is the business gap between senior scouts and top scouts?

To put it bluntly, senior scouts are responsible for tracking the rising stars of the colleges and reporting them to management if they find them. Then the management will send top scouts to check the authenticity. In addition to observing rookies, top scouts are also responsible for producing scouting reports for opponents.

This will be used for trade and game plan making.

At present, the scouting reports for opponents are basically from the hands of John Kyrilla.

The game plan is a brand new concept, and it was only after Louie helped Sanders with the game plan that he realized that no one was doing it now.

Auerbach couldn't hide the fact that Louie made the game plan, and he learned about it and realized that Louie might be capable of contributing on a larger level.

Therefore, he handed the scouting report related to the subsequent trade to Louie.

Louis did not ask why, he had already done a lot of things beyond his functions.

He worked all night for the scouting report, eventually writing the 15-page scouting report that made Auerbach's scalp go numb.

Filled with value, the report brings Karl to Auerbach through words, as much as sculpting someone's image in a novel.

"Carl is content to stay in that familiar place, urging his teammates with his towel, or making some unpleasant comments about an opponent."

"His utility is sometimes greater sitting off the court than on the court, and he likes to wrap a towel around his neck and put his hands over his mouth so that every word he says can be clearly projected onto the pitch."

Auerbach knew that Louis liked "Taobao".

He always wants to select high-potential players with low picks. Those people often do not have eye-catching talents, but have very rich "intangible assets".

On this report, Carr's "intangible assets" are also very tempting.

"Yes, yes." Auerbach was satisfied. "This **** will be ours soon!"

"Reed, is there anything else?" Louis asked.

"Are you in a hurry?" Auerbach was really puzzled. Usually this kid can't be driven away. What happened today?

Louie yawned: "I haven't slept all night because of this bastard's scout report. Did you see the bloodshot in my eyes?"

This refers to Sang scolding Huai, which made the bishop stunned.

"I can't do without you for your overtime pay."

"It was so sudden yesterday, how can I get paid overtime?" Louie was like Bird who told his agent to make a list, "I have to pay more!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Auerbach patted the table to make Louis sober, "How did you think about the matter I asked you last time, do you have any ideas for coaching in the future?"

Louis naturally has the idea of ​​coaching, but he has not accumulated enough now, and he does not know if he can do it.

"I'm too young..."

"So, we will hire a good coach, and you can learn well by his side." Auerbach began to dig holes. "Of course, the scouting work cannot be left behind."

That means Louie has to work two jobs for one paycheck.

Although many East Asians working hard in the United States are struggling, but Louis does not want to work so hard unless he adds money.

"Sorry, I'm a little sleepy, let's talk next time..."

"Stop for me!" Auerbach growled. "Make a cup of coffee!"

Louis had to do so, and Volcker, the deputy general manager dubbed "Son of Auerbach", hurried into the office: "Reed, we've contacted Karl!"

"Very good." Auerbach called with a smile on his face.

Karl was a Pistons player before he became a free agent. If the Celtics want to sign him, according to league rules, they need to compensate the Pistons for something. It could be players, it could be cash, it could be draft picks.

When Louis saw Auerbach's increasingly frantic smile, he knew that the old man had no good intentions.

There are three types of operators in the league, one is the fox, of which Auerbach is a model, who only takes advantage and does not suffer; the other is the mediocre white-collar worker who is a monk. Taking risks, although not a big loss, is not a big deal; there is another kind of object that Auerbach just called - Pistons head coach Dick Vitale (Dick Vitale).

They pride themselves on being smart, and when they suddenly get the right, they want to expand their territory and achieve dominance for the team.

The Pistons' management has no say in signings, and everything is left to Vitale. That's what he agreed to coach the Pistons on.

When Auerbach called, Vitale was a little wary at first.

Then, when Auerbach said they wanted to sign Pistons free agent M-L Karl, Vitale began to dream that he was bleeding Auerbach.

"Carl is an important player for us... Reid, it is difficult for us to give up him." Vitale vowed to keep the tone that Auerbach could not help but cut the cigar.

Louis alertly stepped forward to set the fire, and asked Walker with body language: What is this?

Volcker just laughed frantically like Auerbach without saying a word.

"Dick, don't hide it, I know you don't like Carl's style, just say what you want." Auerbach didn't seem to have any intention of dealing with him.

But this kind of resolute tone is easy for the lion to open his mouth.

It would give the impression that he would love to sign Karl.

"If you really want him, of course it's not impossible, but Karl is our key player, you know, he's the kind of player whose stats don't show value..." Vitale was awkward The tone made Auerbach uncomfortable, but his tail was still about to leak out, "If...if you will take Bob McAdoo as compensation for this signing, we will be!"

"What the **** are you kidding?!"

Auerbach is like an actor who gets into the play in a second.

"Bob McAdoo? He's a great player, three-time scoring champion, our top card! Karl is really good, but is he that good?" Vitale likes McAdoo, this is well known.

Auerbach is known to hate McAdoo, too.

That's why Vitale dared to offer McAdoo to make amends, which both freed the Celtics from their most hated player and freed their tight wallets.

Vitale thought he had screwed up, and froze on the other end of the phone, not knowing what to say.

Auerbach, who was easy on offense and defense, smiled again. If the previous smile was crazy, it is now a beast, "Of course, I know that you want McAdoo in the same mood as I want Carl, but , I can't give you McAdoo just to sign Karl ... unless, there are other benefits."

"tell me the story."

"You know, we're rebuilding, it's a long way, and we need more fresh blood, so if you're willing to give us a couple of picks on this deal, like two first-round picks next year, It's not that it can't be considered."

Louie thought it was crazy.

McAdoo doesn't have the ability to change bad teams, and the Pistons ranked last in the league last season. Even a fool wouldn't agree to it, right?

"make a deal!"

Even Louis could hear this response.

"Okay, we will send you the transaction documents as soon as possible. If there is no doubt, we can reach an agreement soon." At this moment, Auerbach is no longer crazy and beastly in front of Louis.

He's just a happy old man.

Depression and beasts should be given to Pistons head coach Dick Vitale. What kind of pig brain is this to shout "deal" like picking up a million dollars?

He doesn't think he makes money, does he?

"Little devil, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Auerbach was happy for the team to get a top-five first-round pick in 1980 (conservatively estimated), but saw Louis' eyes full of puzzlement.

Louie shook his head like a ghost: "How could they agree to such conditions?"

"Because Vitale really likes Bob McAdoo," Walker explained with a smile, "just like our former boss, John Y. Brown."

Auukanshu rolled his eyes at him, "Happy today, don't mention that bastard!"

"Have you contacted Carl?" Louis asked.

"Of course, I will meet with the players before signing." Walker took out the memo. "This is what we talked about."

Louis took a few glances. He was an opportunist, always quick to respond to unusual things.

If Auerbach's call can be so fruitful, then what he should do is help the team expand its results.

He'll have to study the deal that hasn't happened yet.

The Celtics have won a big victory, but their opponents don't know it at all. In the face of this kind of idiot, they can take advantage of it, because they don't know when the next time will be.

"Can I take it back to see it?" Louie asked Walker.

"Of course, the deal is almost over, and these memos are of little use," Volcker said casually.

Louie took with him all the documentation on the deal, as well as the outcome of the Oscar Robertson antitrust lawsuit and subsequent agreements after the 1976 coalition merger.

"What do you want these for?" Auerbach wondered.

"Just curious." And instinct as the hunter behind the scenes drove him to do so.

After Louie left with the materials, Auerbach and Volcker talked about the young man.

"It's hard to believe he's only 19," said the bishop strangely. "He seems to know everything."

"It's a good thing." Volker laughed. "The sullen management needs a little youthful vibe."

Auerbach frowned dissatisfiedly: "Do you think I'm old?"

"Then what... there is something else to do, let's go first."

"What a bastard!" Auerbach cursed.

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