The Rest, Only Noise

What is surprising is not that the Knicks led the 76ers by 20 points in three quarters, but that the rookie they selected this year, the 85-level class known as the "Class of Animals", all played well.

Ewing exposed his various problems in front of Malone, aggressive defense, poor positioning ability, and poor lower body strength, but his talent is too good, coupled with the transmission and help of the system, he won with quite good efficiency. 20 points, 10 rebounds, 3 assists and 3 blocks.

In his career debut, he can score 90 points.

The person who helped the Knicks to seal the victory was Dale Ellis. The crazy three-point performance in the second quarter made the 76ers never slow down.

Today, he scored 35 points, 4 rebounds and 1 assist. He is the ultimate scorer who does nothing but shoot.

The second-year Stockton scored 12 points and 17 assists, breaking his career single-game assist record in the first game of the new season.

Bol's 5 big blocks, Oakley's 7 points and 15 rebounds, Webber's 8 points and 4 assists, and Mario Eli, who was abandoned by the Spurs, scored 10 points in the fourth quarter

Antoine Kyle scored 12 points efficiently in 21 minutes.

It's a strange phenomenon that the rookies of other teams are still adjusting to the intensity of the professional game, and the Knicks' rookies have begun to become the basis for winning.

When asked by CBS Live what he thought of Ewing's career debut.

Louie said with a smile: "I said, Patrick is not as good as you said, but he is still very good, but he is temporarily unable to meet the expectations that the fans want. He will achieve it one day, which requires your patience and support. , give him a little more applause and encouragement."

That night, Louie took Ewing and Ellis and Stockton to a press conference.

Then Louie realizes he's done a monstrous stupid thing.

If the Celtics have the dirtiest All-Star team in the league, the Knicks have one of the most uncomfortable interviews in the league.

Ewing: Apathy, jealous, slow to respond to jokes.

Stockton: Shy, boring, can't throw baggage and can't take jokes.

Ellis: Orphan-like silence, extremely autistic, can't guess what he's thinking.

Sitting beside the three, Times columnist Bill Wallace asked, "LittleLu, what are your goals for this year?"

"Last year we had the fourth-worst record, I don't want to make excuses, it was a bad result, this year we're going to make the playoffs no matter what."

This is a military order issued by Louis.

Moreover, he has a reason to issue a military order: "Because no matter how bad we are, even if we get the No. 1 pick, we will be replaced by Cleveland, so we need to strive for victory with all our strength."

Reporters know Louie traded Cartwright to the Cavaliers in the draft for the ninth overall pick and the right to swap first-round picks for the next two years.

At the same time, the Cavaliers will also go to the Knicks to exchange their first-round picks for the next two years.

It's a decision that gambles on the team's future.

The reporters asked Louis about the swap of the first-round picks in detail, and Louis explained them one by one.

Then, it's the players' turn.

Louie spotted Bob Ryan of The Boston Globe among reporters in the field.

What is this kid doing in New York?

Ryan asked Ewing: "Patrick, what do you think about playing for New York?"

Ewing didn't even laugh. If he was a player with a strong sense of public relations, he should have responded, like fighting for my hometown, I enjoyed it... or something.

Ewing was not in the mood to talk to him about these scenes.

He responded with a sullen face to Ryan, who looked mean-looking: "I didn't care about it."

"You're the highest-paid player in the league, but you've never considered what this city means to you?" Ryan's question became a bit mean.

"I just play," Ewing said impatiently.

"Moses Malone claims you're a spoiled brat."

"I won the game, so whatever he wants to say." Ewing looked at Ryan resentfully. "Anything else?"

Ewing's performance made reporters discover that his low emotional intelligence in Georgetown, misunderstood for feigned indifference, John Thompson-controlled manifestations of isolationism, seemed to be in his nature?

Just know that his advertising and sponsorship income this year has surpassed his salary as a player.

Sponsors and advertisers are totally touting him as the next Michael Jordan.

To be the second Jordan, you must not only play the ball well, but also have a business face, and your external image must be as perfect as Jordan and the Doctor.

Ewing went wrong from the first step.

Or maybe he never wanted to go Jordan's way.

Next came questions from other media outlets, from Ewing to Ellis to Stockton, none of them felt good.

Louie was actually the only one who made the media feel comfortable asking questions.

When entering the passage from the interview room, except for Louis, the other three were relieved as if they had been tortured.

"What's the matter with you?"

Louie stopped in their way.

All three looked puzzled.

They really don't know what they are doing wrong.

"Coach, what's wrong with us?" Stockton asked.

"What's wrong?" Louis didn't want to look back on the ten minutes just now. "One of you seems to have taken gunpowder, the other is like seeing your father-in-law for the first time, and the other is like a deaf-mute. What are you talking about? You know tomorrow What will the newspapers say?"

Ewing said dismissively, "Whatever they want to write."

Ewing's words have achieved the effect that the **** headed by Bird did a monstrous stupid thing on the court at the beginning - breaking Louis' defense.

"rough!"

"Even if you don't care about your personal image, you have to care about the public image of the team, right? I don't ask you to make frequent punchlines when answering questions from reporters, but is it difficult to keep smiling? Where is your upbringing? Basic Do you not understand manners?"

Louis thought that tomorrow's front pages of major newspapers would feature pictures of the four of them tonight. Only he was smiling awkwardly, and the other three all had Sima faces...

Just thinking about that scene made Louie's goosebumps uncontrollable.

Stockton muttered, "I laughed...really."

"You're laughing, but you might as well cry in front of reporters! You don't need make-up for that smile to play in a horror movie!"

Louis scolded them angrily and warned them: "You are the top card of the team, you will often attend press conferences in the future, no matter what, you no longer represent individuals, but represent the team, go back tonight, remember to watch this. At a press conference, see how uncomfortable your faces are, and then think about how to correct it!"

After winning a training session, the three returned to the locker room aggrieved.

Seeing their appearance, Weber asked with a smile, "Is it being troubled by reporters? Ha!"

"What are you happy about?" Ewing asked angrily.

"I'm not happy, I'm just schadenfreude... oh no." Webb corrected himself before being thrown into the toilet by Ewing, "I'm sorry for what happened to you."

There are many people in the locker room who don't realize how bad the situation is.

Louie came back here, like a zoo.

Shirtless, Bol loudly flattered the trio of interviewees who had returned from honor.

He claims Ewing is the greatest center of all time, Ellis is the best shooter he's ever seen, and Stockton's pass is as soft as a natural 36D.

"I'm so sure, have you ever handled Naiko's 36D?" Weber scolded him head-on.

Watching the 1.6-meter dwarf against the 2.31-meter giant, Louis felt like he was living in a fantasy novel.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Louie clapped his hands and stopped the noisy locker room, "I'll say a few words, and when I'm done, you won't care what you do."

When everyone was quiet, Louie asked Jackson to close the locker room door.

Dave Anderson thought he was going to say something important and took out his notebook to record.

"Congratulations, you kicked the 76ers in the ass, the Phillies are probably in the emergency room now, you beat them to the point of bruises, great!"

"!#@%…"

Before the locker room became chaotic again, Louis interrupted them again with a gesture.

"We're going to continue to follow the existing tactical system and take a new path. I hope our defense is daunting, the attack is dynamic, and everyone has a chance to perform, not just star players."

"Finally, I want to criticize Patrick, John, Dale."

"These three guys performed so badly in front of the media tonight, you have to deeply reflect on yourselves, since you are playing in New York, dealing with reporters is a must for you, and a great New York sports team will be like the Beatles. Welcome, right, Phil?"

Jackson nodded. "Yes, in the early '70s, the Knicks were the Beatles in New York."

"Think about it, if we win a championship in the future, hundreds of writers will write you biographies, do you want to be a boring person in biographies? You want future fans to find out through biographies that you are so different Are you welcome?"

Half of them shook their heads.

"Don't think that the championship is far away from us. Under Patrick's leadership, we are very close to the championship."

Ewing blushed.

"Although he can only make bad jumpers and can't grab rebounds~www.readwn.com~ can't control his fouls and often runs around the court like a stupid dog, but we need him to be the cornerstone of the team if we want to win the championship. . Now that we've got him, the championship is not far away!"

The difference between Ewing and Byrd is that at such a time, a "QNMD" will not be used to interrupt Louie's spellcasting.

But he would complain to Louis after the meeting.

"Do you really think I'm that bad?"

In the parking lot that night, Ewing blocked Louie.

Louis had to explain to himself: "Your problems are real, but not as exaggerated as I said, you just need to know that they really exist and will affect your future."

"So I'm really that bad?"

"I'm going to say yes, will you kill me?"

"Won't."

"You're worse than I said."

With that, Louis rolled the window and drove away.