The Rest, Only Noise: Chapter 585 Now the dynasty is in my hands

There are many things that you can fantasize about before they happen.

No matter how good or bad you fantasize, when it happens, it will not be as good as you imagined, nor as bad as you imagined.

For Louis, this is just a championship that was sent to them after two weeks.

The result was doomed from the day they eliminated the Celtics.

All his obsession with the championship was almost expressed on the night of beating the Celtics, and the rest was just satisfaction.

Louis stood up and hugged Tomjanovich first: "It's only been four years, can you believe it?"

Tomjanovich knew Louie was talking about their last championship.

The Celtics looked like they could dominate the team into the 1990s. Louie chose to leave. At the beginning, Tomjanovich was against it.

He also wanted to stay in Boston, but he didn't think staying in Boston would be better for his future.

So he came to New York with Louie.

This is a city of dreams that people yearn for, but the dreams it shatters are thousands of times more than the dreams it achieves, and countless people's dreams are shattered here.

New York basketball is a wasteland, and New Yorkers don't like or agree with the Knicks. Because apart from the NBA, they have at least one successful team in several other major leagues.

Yankees (MLB), Mets (MLB), Islanders (NHL), Rangers... These professional sports teams, no matter which one, are more competitive than the Knicks.

New Yorkers can love you, of course, but you have to give them a reason to love.

Because you are from New York, they have to support you, just think about it.

Tomjanovich couldn't believe it. It only took Louis four years to rebuild the Knicks and make them a team that people can't ignore.

"I can't believe it's real." Tomjanovich hugged Louie tightly, "You did it, Lou!"

"We did it, Rudy," Louie said happily. "We'll win more!"

Brent Musberg said: "This year, the Portlanders will not be able to witness their heroes bring Oregon a second championship at the Memorial Stadium. They are facing a team that is very similar to the Celtics. , but a much younger team than the Celtics. No matter how you want to judge this team, the most direct way is their results."

"Since Little Lu became the head coach of the Knicks and took over as the general manager of the Knicks in the summer of 1985, he has been the most powerful operator in the league at any level. If you have ever underestimated him because of his age, if you think His success in Boston was all because Reed Auerbach was behind the scenes, and he was just a lucky guy who got what he got, so what he does in New York will definitely change your impression."

After Musberg had finished blowing, it was Hubie Brown's turn.

Brown joked: "'The coach is not important' is the most disgusting sentence in professional sports. Maybe, maybe there are really many less important coaches, and maybe some championship teams can win the championship if they change their coaches, but I don't know. Let me tell you, Little Lu is vital to this Knicks team."

Louis and the rest of the coaching staff hug.

Zhao Yuanzheng is very excited. In the fourth year of professional basketball, he won the championship with the team as an assistant coach. This is not an opportunity for everyone.

Phil Jackson looks very indifferent, after all, it is not the first time to win the championship.

Shareef, Dillon Dennis, Robinson Kruger, they all stormed onto the pitch with excitement.

The players' celebrations are the most memorable.

The gangsters who tormented the opponents on the court were happy like children when they greeted the final victory.

The Knicks' style of play emphasizes physical confrontation, making people forget that they are composed of young people.

This style of play usually belongs to those experienced teams, but the young Knicks have proved that if you really want to play with your body, a young body will always be more energetic than a veteran.

"Coach, thank you for your guidance, we would never be here without you!"

Wilson rushes over to give Louie a bear hug.

"Don't forget, you are the ones playing the game, and I'm just a person standing on the sidelines and talking loudly." Louis said modestly.

Players reacted differently to Louie, Ewing being the funniest.

He wanted to hug Louis, and when he made the movement, he realized that they had never been this close, so he shrank back.

"Where is your shy father, can you get here without me? Come on, give me a hug!" King Louis bowed hard and hugged Ewing forcibly.

Ewing said angrily, "That's not what you and Benj said!"

"Benj's my baby, aren't you?"

Dale Ellis was the most emotional one.

He was almost traded a few months ago.

Almost, if he hadn't begged Louie in his office not to trade himself.

And that was one of the things Louis was most grateful for.

If it weren't for Ellis' explosion in the Eastern Conference Finals, and if Game 7 wasn't for him and Bird, would the Knicks be able to stand up to the Celtics, who are fully playing the upper limit of offense?

"Thank you, Coach!" Ellis said tearfully. "It was an honor to play for you."

Louis touched his head tenderly, "Dell, it is also my honor to coach you. You are the most powerful player in this team. Your future is bright. Remember to stay away from trouble and never extinguish the light in your heart." .”

Then came Louie's favorite part.

The hatred of the opponent.

Rick Adelman said, "I know you ordered this, Lou."

"I want you to remember that I didn't do this out of personal grudges." Louis laughed.

"That's why I can't forgive you," Adelman said grimly.

"Then hate me, I hope you have a chance to take revenge." Louis then walked forward, and an even more angry Jordan was on his way.

"Michael, I heard that you like to bet. How about this? Let's make a bet." Louis said with a smile, "I bet you will reach the finals next year, and I bet you will still lose to us."

Gritting his teeth, Jordan said, "It won't be the same result next year!"

"So it's a bet."

"What's the bet?"

"If you guys lose again next year...I'll tell you when I think about it."

"What if I win?"

Louis said indifferently: "All the legitimate things within my power, feel free to ask."

"Thank you, this bet will increase my motivation by 50%."

Jordan left with a sneer, and Louie knew he had provoked one of the most vengeful people in NBA history.

The other Blazers players basically didn't have a good look at Louis.

Xavier McDaniel called Louis a "cousin" to his face.

Drexler said: "Even if you won the championship, I will not respect you!"

Louis laughed off these accusations of impotence and rage, not taking them seriously.

He finally came to the reporter.

"Little Lu, how do you feel now?"

"It's amazing," Louie said grandly. "It's like someone poured a bottle of wine into my mouth. I don't feel real, but it happened."

He didn't say much, and the reporters didn't ask many questions.

If it is to win the championship at home, at this moment, the stadium has been crowded with spectators and it is difficult to move freely.

But the good thing about being away is that the fans don't end up celebrating with you.

So Knicks players can go straight to the locker room after going crazy on the court.

Although Louis does not like to be sprayed with champagne, but this is the repertoire of winning.

As soon as he entered the locker room, he was sprayed all over.

There is no way to stop this group of people, they are playing crazy.

Ewing was selected by the "Associated Press" as the FMVP of the finals, and he will receive a car as a reward.

And the Knicks, and every championship team before them, didn't need to return to the court to lift the cup, as future fans are familiar with.

There is no champion platform at the scene~www.mtlnovel.com~ Stern will not go up to give a speech.

All activities will be done in the locker room.

Now, it is surrounded by senior officials of the league, famous Knicks, and the boss of Madison Square Garden Company.

Ewing was stopped by reporters to say that he won the FMVP testimonial, and the championship was handed over to Louis.

Louis was holding the trophy he had won four years ago, and he couldn't control his complacency.

The CBS reporter pointed the microphone at him: "Little Lu, at this moment, do you have anything to say?"

"Well, there are still."

Louis seemed to be weighing the weight of the trophy, and he held it lightly on purpose.

"Now," Louis said vigorously to the camera, "the dynasty is in my hands."

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