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Chapter 116 Buy One Get One Free
After the game against the Pistons, the Magic only have one day of rest before going to Boston to continue their road trip. The Magic have already played 6 consecutive away games. . .

In this year's draft, the Celtics hit the big luck and selected Mashburn, who was supposed to be in the top five, with the tenth overall pick, and also won Alan Houston.

Although the results of the Celtics are not good, the performance of the two rookies gave them ample reason to wait for them to grow.

马什本场均上场38分钟可以拿到19分6篮板3助攻，阿兰休斯顿场均上场31分钟可以拿下14分3篮板2助攻.
But so far in the season, the Celtics only won one game and went straight to the No. [-] pick.

Davis couldn't help thinking: "Is the old Reid addicted to the draft..."

The next afternoon, the Magic boarded a flight to Boston.

Arriving in Boston, as soon as he got off the plane, DeWeese's phone rang.

"This is Michael DeWeese, who."

"Hehe, little Michael, it's me." An old but full of laughter came from the phone.

"Mr. Reed, hello." It was Auerbach.

"Should you get off the plane? I'm going to treat you to dinner tonight. It's at my house. You must come."

Davis thought for a while, then nodded.

When I arrived at Auerbach's house, it was just in time for dinner.

After entering the door, I found Auerbach was going out with three other people to meet him.

Those three people were the famous Celtic Big Three in the Black and White Shuangsha Era.

"The Chief" Robert Parish!

"Fridge" Kevin McHale!

"Forcing King" Larry Bird!

Davis suddenly felt strange calling Bird.

"Isn't it better to call him Big Bird?"

Throwing this strange thought out of his mind, Davis stepped forward to say hello to the four people.

"Good performance, DeWeese, your current statistics are already at the level of the league's top point guards."

Auerbach smiled and patted DeWeese on the shoulder.

"After Jordan, I haven't seen a rookie as strong as you for many years." McHale, who just retired this year, took up the conversation.

"Boy, I'm very optimistic about you, don't let me down." It was Bird who said this, looking like an outsider, wearing a tracksuit with the Celtics logo, looking no different from his player days.

It was the first time Davis had to deal with Bird, and Parish and McHale were both present on draft day, except Bird.

DeWeese maintained enough respect for this honor-filled quasi-Hall of Famer.

Five people came to the table and sat down according to priority. Auerbach took the red wine in his hand at the main seat.

"Sorry, Mr. Reed, I don't drink." Davis waved his hand.

Auerbach was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with admiration.

"Very good habits, much better than Larry, who smoked and drank while playing."

Byrd looked weird, but Auerbach pulled him out.

"How can I compare with Mr. Bird? No matter how many bad habits he has, he still has three championship rings and three MVP honors, and I have nothing yet." Davis said modestly.

"Hey, this kid is very good, I like it." Byrd was flattered by Davis' flattery.

"Hmph, if he didn't have so many bad problems, three championships would not be his limit. If he hadn't gone to help his mother dig the road and was unwilling to spend that little money, why would he have such a serious back injury?"

DeWeese knew that Bird's back injury occurred in 1985, and he played for a full 92 years with such a serious injury. In the year he retired, he averaged 20+9+5 per game, which shows his strength.

"Okay, today's protagonist is little Michael, why do you keep mentioning me?" Bird said to Auerbach dissatisfied.

Auerbach laughed and stopped bringing up the topic.

After eating an exquisite western meal, several people came to Auerbach's study.

The most eye-catching thing in the study is a large bookcase that occupies the entire wall.

Seeing DeWeese staring at the bookcase, Auerbach said to him: "When I was a coach, there were not so many books. Most of them were bought after I retired."

Davis smiled and said nothing.

"Little Michael, I invite you to come here today. First, I want to thank you for picking two very good rookies for the Celtics. Their performance is very good and there is a lot of room for improvement." Auerbach lit a cigar and said amidst the smoke.

"Is there another thing? After Bird retired, he went home and became a truck driver, but now he is tired of doing it. I want to find him something to do in the NBA. I don't know if there is still a place for the Magic."

Davis instantly realized that Auerbach was here to see him off.

"Of course, I just can't find a celebrity like Mr. Bird. It just so happens that the Magic team is short of coaches, so I wish for it."

DeWeese looked at Bird, wondering if Auerbach was doing Thunbird's job.

Looking at McHale next to him, Davis suddenly had another idea.

"Also, what is Mr. McHale doing after he retires?"

McHale froze for a moment.

"I didn't do anything. I just stayed at home. After playing for so many years, I want to take a good rest."

"Then why don't you come to the Magic as a coach? The annual salary is definitely at the top level in the league."

Since Auerbach gave DeWeese such a good opportunity, how could he let it go.

Now that Bird is given to me, let's add another McHale. . .

Auerbach didn't expect that Davis even wanted to dig McHale. He looked at the two and wanted to ask his favorite disciple for advice.

Bird had already communicated with Auerbach in advance, and there was nothing wrong with him, but suddenly another McHale appeared.

McHale thought for a while, and felt that it was good to work with his old partner, so he nodded.

In this way, DeWeese had a meal and gained the coach of two Hall of Famers.

On the way back, DeWeese grinned widely.

"What a good man, two coaches at the level of NBA head coaches were abducted by me just like that."

Humming a ditty and returning to the hotel, Davis went to bed early to get up early for training tomorrow.

The game on the second day was not a little twists and turns. Although they were all rookie-core teams, Mashburn and Houston were more than one grade weaker than the combination of O'Neal + Davis.

Neither team had a high-intensity defense, and the Magic easily won the game by 15 points.

(End of this chapter)