the rest, only noise

Chapter 790 Coach Lu Knows Training?

On media day, all the Knicks wore new away jerseys.

The Knicks' away jersey has always been orange and blue.

In the 80s, the marketing department set the color of the jersey a little lighter, and now this classic light blue away jersey has returned to New York.

Because the Knicks in the Louis era not only surpassed the Knicks in the early 70s, but also continued to create brilliance.

Here, one of Louie's most-asked questions isn't about the Knicks.

It's about whether he wants to be the head coach of the Dream Team.

At present, except for the players who have been confirmed to join the dream team, the candidates for the head coach are still undecided.

Louis has the loudest voice, but he is also the only coach who has not publicly expressed his willingness to coach the Dream Team among the coaches who are qualified to coach the Dream Team.

Dave Anderson is the guest of honor at Knicks Media Day every year.

As the top writer for The New York Times, he formed a deep friendship with the Knicks during the 1985-86 season.

At this point, he asked Louie about coaching the Dream Team.

"Do you have any difficulties in this matter?"

"The concept of the dream team was proposed by me. This is the dream team that all coaches dream of. How can I have difficulties?" Louis asked with a smile.

Anderson immediately said: "Since there is no difficulty, why not send out job applications? The whole New York state, no, the fans in the entire Midwest will support you."

Louis is becoming more and more cautious in doing things now.

His status is different from the past, as a generation of godfather, he has to be more reserved.

Even if you want to coach the Dream Team, you have to adopt the attitude of "this matter is like floating clouds with me".

"I won't say that I don't want to coach the Dream Team, but I really don't send out job applications. Anyone who stands in my position must pay attention to the influence. I am successful enough in the league." Louis paused, "Even if the NCAA is included, there are no more than one person who is more qualified to be the head coach of the Dream Team than me. As far as I know, these people did not take the initiative to apply to the American Basketball Association for coaching. If so, why should I do this? The coach who can coach the Dream Team should be the best coach. Since the American Basketball Association invites players. With their consent, then, in the matter of the head coach, they should be treated equally. They have to send a formal invitation to whoever they want to be the head coach."

"Can I understand that, Coach Lu?" Anderson asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for the American Basketball Association to send you an invitation?"

Louie nodded appreciatively. How about Dave Anderson being the only writer with a brain in The Times?
"It's not just me." Louis emphasized, "All the head coaches who have the ability to coach the Dream Team are waiting for the invitation of the American Basketball Association."

Around the same time, Ewing and Wilson heard similar questions.

The reporter wants to know if they have not joined the dream team so far, are they waiting for the American Basketball Association to announce the candidate for the head coach.

Wilson, as before, left no room for it: "I can tell you with certainty, yes. If Coach Lu is not elected, I will definitely not join the Dream Team."

"Can you tell us why? America has a lot of good coaches."

"It's simple," Wilson said confidently. "The best players play for the best coaches."

Wilson's obsession with Louie was odd, but it wasn't the first day he said so.

Ewing's answer was ambiguous. At this time, his emotional intelligence has actually increased.

"I'm really waiting for the results, and when the results come out, I'll make the final decision," Ewing said.

On the other hand, the Knicks still have several players who think they have the ability to play in the dream team.

For example, Miller, he believes that the distance from the three-point line in FIBA ​​games is not difficult.

"In terms of three-pointers, I'm more accurate than Chris Mullin." Miller said arrogantly, "Why don't you recruit me?"

Rodman also said: "I am the best defensive player of the year. I know many people don't value defense, but what makes the Knicks special is our defense. I also plan to become the league's rebounding leader in the new season. Yes, I want to become the rebounding leader in a league with Ralph, Akeem, and David Robinson."

Chris Jackson quelled the fire in the Knicks, but the inflated egos had spread from the star to everyone else.

Sean Kemp is one of the most low-key.

He listened to Willis Reed's teachings, do more, talk less.

He was the Most Improved Player of the Year last year, just short of the Sixth Man of the Year award.

This year, his goal is to become the Sixth Man of the Year.

That's what he told the media.

At the end of media day, the entire Knicks gathered for a group photo.

It was the person in this group photo that made the media believe that even if the Blazers replaced Drexler with Barkley, they would not be able to pose a threat to them.

Ewing, Stockton, Alex Stevens, Kevin McHale, Benjamin Wilson, John Saley, Rodman, Reggie Miller, Brad Rohaus, Danny Ainge, Shawn Kemp, Reggie Williams, Jack Sikma, Chris Jackson, Vernon Maxwell.

Louis is in the middle, and Tomjanovich and Zhao Yuanzheng are separated from each other.

This group photo became the cover of the first issue of "Sports Illustrated" in early October.

The headline read "Boston, Los Angeles, Portland, who's next?"

On the 20th day of training camp, Jackson has adapted to Kaminsky's strength training.

On this day, Louis suddenly brought a novel training method.

"Coach Lu is training CJ?"

McHale asked in surprise.

Jack Sikma looked at him inexplicably: "Why do you seem surprised?"

"Normal Knicks training is like this. Rudy teaches defense on the sidelines, and Lao Mo guides offense in the corner. Coach Zhao will tell us where we are not doing well. Jeff Van Gundy is the most annoying, and Coach Lu is always absent. He may watch R-rated movies in the office, or chat in anyone's office, but he will not supervise our training, and he will not personally train any of us." McHale seemed to know Louie.

"Aren't you too busy?"

Louie always had a good ear when people said bad things about him.

"Kevin, do you want to try Pat Riley's original 17 times to die?"

"Coach Lu, I didn't speak ill of you, they did, and I scolded them for you!"

Hearing that Louis asked them to die 17 times, the crowd fell silent.

The 17 deaths were specially researched by Riley to help Barkley burn fat.

The content of 17 times is very simple to say, it is 17 consecutive sprints from the left line to the right line in five groups.If it is done, it will kill people.

Because Riley does not allow the players to run slowly, he requires the players to finish the run within the specified time, or start all over again.

"I've never done anything so difficult," Jordan told the media after the run.

If this kind of punishment falls on McHale, with his body that has not eaten meat for many years, he will probably go into shock before he finishes running.

"Okay, you pay attention."

"We'll start right away."

Jackson asked suspiciously, "How to start?"

"Look at me, and then do a crotch dribble back and forth."

"And then dribble with one hand."

Jackson dribbles with his right hand.

Louis immediately took out a tennis ball from his pocket, "Catch it."

After saying that, he threw the tennis ball to Jackson.Unexpectedly, his attention was all on the tennis ball, and his right hand in possession of the ball lost control of the ball.

"Look, that's one of your problems in the game."

Louie whistled and Kemp immediately picked it up.

"You're always obsessing about one thing and neglecting another. Again."

Louie took the tennis ball from Jackson's hands, "You keep dribbling, and I will suddenly throw the tennis ball to you, and you have to catch it while controlling the ball."

Now, Jackson, who was prepared, caught the tennis ball.

"Then, do crotch dribbles from now on."

"No, sir, I can't do it with it."

Jackson said awkwardly.

"So, you have to use your brain, how do you do the crotch dribble in this situation?"

About half a minute later, Jackson smashed the tennis ball to the ground, then made an instant dribble, and grabbed the bounced tennis ball with his other hand.

"That's right, that's it, go ahead."

"Be careful, don't dribble the ball under your hips, don't dribble the ball behind your butt, keep the ball under your knees, what do you feel?"

Jackson looked at Louie nervously.

"The path of the ball appeared to be more comfortable than usual."

"I feel like I can close the ball and release it at any time."

"That's right, good dribbling skills and the art of collecting and shooting can also improve your shooting percentage."

After holding on for about half a minute, Jackson made a mistake.

He gasped, feeling fresh about Louie's training methods.

Louis said: "This is the same as the game. In the game, if you want to dribble to the left and then suddenly stop to the right to collect the ball, if the other side of your body does not fully retract your center of gravity, your shooting will not be stable. This training, it seems to be practicing dribbling, is actually training your hand-eye synchronization and body coordination. Only when you maintain a good center of gravity and a comfortable balance can you make a good shot stably."

Jackson enshrined Louie's teachings as scriptures.

Today's training method is something he has never seen before. Although it has not been tested in actual combat, his intuition tells him that Louis can't make mistakes.

In the past, everyone watched as a part of watching the excitement, but now seeing Jackson training like that, everyone's curiosity was aroused.

Wilson went straight to equipment manager David Turner for tennis balls.

"We are a basketball club, what tennis balls do we want?"

Turner grumbled, what should be given should still be given.

Afterwards, all the defenders went to Turner for tennis balls.

When Ewing tried to get a tennis ball, Louie yelled at him: "This kind of training is not for you, don't waste tennis balls!"

"How do you know if you don't try."

the orangutan insisted.

"Try your size, when has your father ever dribbled like this in a game? If you have this skill, you might as well go to the gym and put on a few more pounds of iron!"

(End of this chapter)