The Rest, Only Noise

"Moses and Sam Bowie have suffered injuries, do you really want to add a good young player to this position?"

Pat Williams was stunned for a few seconds by Baylor's mind-shattering question.

"Ergin, you're embarrassing me, but we really 'don't want' Manute Bol."

They fought back and forth for more than ten minutes, and finally hung up the phone.

Williams felt lost.

He wondered if New York would call again.

New York

"What should we do now?"

"We should be frustrated when a confident offer was turned down, so let's get down for a few hours." Louie looked at the time. "Whoever ordered a takeaway, it's lunchtime."

Baylor didn't expect to play like this.

"How many hours? What if they agree with the other teams?" Baylor asked.

"No, it won't," Louie said. "It's possible that what you're talking about will happen before we come in, but from now on, they won't change hands until the draft comes. There are offers that cannot be refused."

Baylor was a core player in Los Angeles before, having participated in many trades.

In a bidding war like the 76ers selling the second pick, don’t you have to make a quick deal if you want to win?

This Louis' attitude of fighting a protracted war surprised Baylor.

"Elgin, is there anything you don't understand?"

"You look too calm," Baylor said tangled. "If we let other teams succeed, our efforts these days will be in vain."

"rest assured."

Louie drank Coke and briefly said the current situation: "Actually, only us and Cleveland are left with a chance to get the second pick. Portland is just a bidder, their players Unattractive, and while the Philly office's main purpose is to reduce the financial strain on the team, Pat Williams is not one to fall for it, and he must want to take this deal to stop his losses as much as possible."

"The best offer Cleveland can offer is Roy Hinson and cash, and we're more than that," Louie laughed, "Pat knows that, so he'll wait for our second offer, and by the way, give Cleveland a little pressure and see if they can spit out more."

Belle was dumbfounded.

"Why are you all like this now?"

Baylor snorted.

"When I was playing, trades weren't so complicated. The head coach was the general manager. If you want a trade, just call the other side. I want Mike from you, do you want George from me? If you want, we Just make a deal." Baylor was very displeased with the current style, "It's so complicated now, it doesn't make any sense at all."

Zhao Yuanzheng didn't see it that way.

"Trading has gone from the earliest games of barter to mind games and games, which is the progression of professional basketball."

"Elgin, do you think there was no intrigue in the early years?" Louie gave him another example, "How did Boston get Russell? They only had the second pick in the first round in 1957, and they had the first The Rochester Royals picked a guy whose name I can't even remember right now, you know why?"

"This seems to be"

Louie revealed the answer: "At the time, the Boston Celtics owner had a women's skating team, and Reed called the Royals owner to let the team go to Rochester for free as long as they didn't take Russell first. They performed. So, they accepted, free to watch the skating troupe for the next few months at the cost of losing 11 NBA championships.”

Louie threw the empty Coke can in the trash.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Louis is the general manager, and he really has to listen to him on how to trade.

But Louis is also a person who does not like dictatorship, and his disgust with Auerbach's dictatorship is an important reason for him to leave Boston.

Although he has the advantage of being a prophet as a traveler, he basically asks his colleagues for opinions every time he makes a decision. Whether their opinions are reliable or not, he will listen to them before deciding whether to accept them or not.

Louis ordered Chinese takeout and it was delivered as soon as possible.

There are Roast Duck, General Tso's Chicken, Boiled Chicken, Sweet Dumplings, and Louie's Favorite Original Leek Dumplings, Fried Noodles, Twice-cooked Pork, Stir-fried Cabbage

"Do you order this much every time?" Tomjanovich asked.

"Because there are so many people today, I don't know what your tastes are, so I ordered all kinds of signature dishes. If you don't like it, it means that you have no relationship with my Chinese food. Order takeaway and eat your high-calorie junk food. ."

Luckily, Louie orders enough that everyone can find something to suit their taste.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Louie's satiety receded, and he continued his morning trade.

"How do we bid this time?"

Louie took out a Knicks roster and circled three names: "Cash unchanged, picks back, plus them."

"Lu, this" Baylor found that Louis really didn't make a move, and he would hit a crit as soon as he made a move.

"Trust me, it's not going to be the sale price," Louis said affirmatively. "Call."

Pat Williams didn't dare leave his office, and the Knicks haven't called in hours, not sure if they still want to trade.

He has to wait.

The Cavaliers made a few more calls to speed up the trade, and now, they have a second option, and if the Knicks are determined to want it, they will outbid the Cavaliers.

In order to wait for the phone call from New York, Williams did not go anywhere, eating and drinking in his office.

At 2:11 p.m., his phone rang again.

Williams answered the phone quickly, "Hello."

"Pat, it's me."

"Oh, Elgin, it's you." Even though he had waited for several hours, Williams could act as if nothing had happened.

"I really didn't expect you to reject our offer before." Baylor stated on behalf of the team, "However, we really want the second pick, so we decided to make another offer."

Williams listens.

"Unlike the first bid, this time we will withdraw Bol and our 1990 first-round pick. We want to use A.C. Green, Gerald Wilkins, Mario Elie and $500,000 in cash, In exchange for your second pick in the first round. What do you think, Pat?"

Last season, the Knicks were all soldiers, Tony Campbell averaged 20 points per game, the highest of the team, followed by Ewing with 18 points per game, Ellis with 16 points per game and Stockton with 11 points per game.

Six of their players averaged in double figures and eight players averaged more than eight points per game.

Green and Wilkins are high-quality newcomers averaging more than 8 points per game.

If it weren't for the rookie Knicks, they could definitely get more minutes and better performances on other teams.

Wilkins' dynamism at the 3 is what the 76ers need, Green is a solid addition as a backup inside, and Elie has proven himself in the NBA in the playoffs.

Plus $500,000.

The Knicks offered an offer no less than the Cavaliers.

"I have to say I like your offer, Elgin, give us a moment."

Pat Williams hung up after expressing his love.

He called the Cavaliers immediately.

The people in the Knicks office knew what he was doing, and raising the price was a normal practice in trades, not new.

"This guy is too greedy, and he still wants to raise the price?" Baylor thought they had paid enough.

"Elgin, you should learn from him. This is a reassuring general manager."

Louie absolutely forgot that he was the Knicks general manager.

"Learn?" Baylor said dismissively. "Learn shit!"

"This old guy who doesn't want to be motivated is really helpless." Louis complained to the people around him.

At this time, there were a lot of people in Louis's office.

There were assistants, there were teaching assistants, and they were all waiting for a call back from Philadelphia.

What annoys Louie most now is that he doesn't have a pair of eyes that can see the Cleveland Cavaliers' office.

If you can see it, it must be wonderful.

Louis' guess was probably right.

Cavaliers general manager Harry Weltman suddenly received a call from the 76ers' office.

They were told ~www.readwn.com~ that a team had come up with better chips.

"Unfortunately, the negotiation between us may have to stop here." Williams means to leave the Cavaliers and then complete the transaction. "Hopefully we can reach an agreement next time."

"Wait, Pat! I want to know which team gave you better chips!" Weltman would have to know who backstabbed him even if he died.

On the phone, Williams seemed to be in a dilemma.

"I shouldn't have told you, but who called us friends? I can tell you which team it was, but I won't tell you what they gave."

"I know the rules."

Pat Williams' answer came into Wiltman's ears a second later: "New York entered the bidding, and they made a high bid, and I couldn't refuse."

New York

New York!

Thinking of the team that Weltman regretted last year, the team he hates the most now is the New York Knicks.

"It really is them!"

"Yeah, they're aggressive."

"Pat, give me a little more time." Wiltman must stabilize the other party first, and if the deal is made, everything will be over.

In front of Weltman sits the current head coach of the Cavaliers, George Karl.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"Damn New York! They made a bid! Of course they will, I should have thought, they're the worst team in the league!" Weltman yelled, "Damn New York, **** it. LittleLu!"

Carl said with a heavy face: "We can't give up, once the second pick falls into the hands of New York"

"Yes, we must increase the price, we must get the second pick!"

Thinking of his own situation, the more difficult it was, the more hatred for Louis in Wiltman's heart increased.