If Louis leads a team from a small city, or a team with little commercial value, such as the Boston Celtics, then it will suffer some losses, and you will suffer the consequences.

But now that he is the coach of the New York Knicks, with New York on his head, it is very different.

As of 1990, the league's commercial value could be considered to have officially taken off compared to the previous decade.

The annual contract dividends alone can make most teams profitable, and teams like the Knicks will make money no matter how competitive the team is.

The difference is that despite being a weak team, it is still the team with the highest commercial value and the most profit in the league.

Or make a lot of money. As a strong team or even a championship team, it is unrivaled in the league and is a real money-making machine.

Not to mention, the Knicks are now targeting the Yankees' fan base, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to create a totem image of the city in the hearts of a generation in New York...

According to last year's financial report, excluding television broadcast contracts, the Knicks accounted for 50%, the Lakers accounted for 30%, and the remaining teams accounted for 20% of the league's pure commercial income.

You know, the Knicks account for 50% of the league's revenue, but they have to give a considerable portion to other teams.

This means that everyone in the NBA, including the league's top brass, except the Lakers, will have to share money from the Knicks.

There is nothing to say about a big-city team supporting other teams, but asking you to share your own income and messing with you at such a critical juncture is nothing.

A bunch of beggars, have you become a spirit? How dare you bully me?

This was Louis' reaction after finding out that the Knicks were being screwed by the league.

Do you want to play one more finals? Yes, but if you disgust me, I will disgust you too;

You want to watch a game that is entertaining to watch, but after you disgusted me, you actually still think that the game is entertaining to watch?

TV broadcast contract? The little money distributed every year is not enough for the sponsors to give the Knicks a hair. I value that stuff?

This is a matter of not wanting to think about it. The more you think about it, the more angry you become. When you become angry, you cannot control it.

The person who called Louis afterwards was Rod Thorn, the league's vice president.

Before 1986, Thorne served as the general manager of the Bulls. He was later appointed vice president by Stern and served as the league's chief disciplinary officer. At the beginning of this year, he joined the American Basketball Association Olympic Committee, just to promote the league to release American professional players.

Participating in the national team.

This person is undoubtedly Stern's right-hand man. Asking him to persuade Louis shows that the league's top brass is really anxious.

Louis came outside with his mobile phone, which was later called "Big Brother", because there were players in the locker room and it was not convenient to talk.

"Coach Lu, we will deal with the refereeing matter seriously after the game. I wonder if you can coordinate a little bit with the players."

"Wait a minute, Rod, don't talk to me in the tone that we have already reached an agreement. This matter is not over yet. Do you want to tell me that the reason why this game has developed to this point is because you instigated the referee to favoritism behind your back?"

Lakers? Can you shoulder this responsibility?"

"No, Louis, me"

"Relax, I know this matter has nothing to do with you. The gentleman and I have always cooperated happily, but he went too far." Louis said unceremoniously, "Now, the only way you can make this happen is

The way for the game to become normal is for him to talk to me on the phone. I want a promise, a guarantee, and I want to make sure that shit like this never happens again. If he doesn't want to, let the ratings of this game go to hell.

Eggs!"

After Louis hung up the phone, only half a minute passed before the third call came.

"It seems we really need to have a good talk."

the other party said.

That's the sound.

This was the only voice Louis wanted to hear. He was so effeminate and sounded kind, but everyone within the alliance knew that this person had a violent heart hidden under his almost effeminate voice.

He is undoubtedly a grumpy CEO.

Like today, when I was forced to make a phone call to clear up misunderstandings with an NBA head coach who was under 30 years old, no one would believe me.

"Indeed." Louis smiled coldly, "By doing this, you insulted three groups at the same time. First of all, you insulted the Lakers. You think that with their strength, if they perform normally, they will not be able to drag out the series as you planned.

By Game 6 or even Game 7. It’s ridiculous. In your eyes, how weak is the Lakers?

Secondly, you have insulted all fans, whether they are in person or in front of the TV. The NBA is the best league in the world. If the league can manipulate the results of the game according to its own wishes, what is the value of winning or losing? David,

Have you forgotten how Maurice Podoloff was disgraced?"

"alright!"

The other party raised his voice.

"You think this is good? Are you ashamed, Mr. President?" Louis said angrily, "You should be ashamed. This series should have been more exciting. You ruined it. If you hadn't accused

A few stupid referees favored the Lakers, and things would not have reached this point. The people you insulted the most were not the Lakers, because they are not our opponents in any way; nor the fans, because the fans have always been stupid; the people you insulted the most were not the Lakers.

The insult is to us! Because of you, we can't go all out in this game! We have to use extreme methods to change this game, but in the end we will lose the game, because this is the purpose of the league, you want

We lost. But don’t forget, it’s only meaningful to play one more game if it’s an entertaining game. For shit like tonight, playing 10 more minutes is probably too much. Because of you, I let the players do what they did.

I did a lot of things that were against the spirit of sportsmanship, but only in this way can I get you to condescend to call me and have a good talk with me!"

"Now I want to know, after insulting everyone, what do you want to talk to me about?"

After being scolded by Louis, the other party did not lose his mind.

He knows very well that if the league's commercial value wants to achieve a second take-off in the 1990s, it must have a strong Knicks team.

As the president of operations and head coach of the Knicks, Louis is someone he cannot offend under any circumstances.

"Louis, we should be friends."

Louis said coldly: "I hope the fewer friends like you, the better."

"No, Louis, there must be some misunderstanding. Now that I know what you think, I will resolve the matter."

"I can ensure that the subsequent games proceed in an orderly manner, and I can also ensure the fairness of the referee's enforcement, but I need you to stabilize the second half for us."

Louis asked sarcastically: "How can I help you? Don't you know that I have been expelled? Those are two T's."

"Louis, I can guarantee that this will never happen again."

Words sound better than songs, but what about actions? Where are the actions?

"It's not that I don't believe you. Mr. President, it seems that this farce tonight has nothing to do with you. Since it has nothing to do with you, does it mean that some bastard with hair but no eggs is behind the scenes?

?If even you are kept in the dark, how can I believe that your guarantee is true?" Louis expressed his wish euphemistically, "Also, like Darrell Garretson, Hugh Hollins

, referees like Dick Bavetta, even without some evil bastards behind the scenes, will help our opponents in the game because they don't like me. I heard that they are still in the finals in the next few games.

Referee, tell me, how can I rest assured?"

At this time, the Knicks players came out of the locker room one by one.

The second half is about to begin.

There is not much time left for the other party.

After only a few seconds, the other party said: "Darrell is old and may not be able to support the enforcement work of consecutive finals. Hugh Hollins' shift time has come, and Dick Bavetta is indeed

He has a reputation of favoring the Lakers in games. Regarding their job transfer, it will be communicated immediately, and you will receive my fax in a few minutes."

"Great, David, this is what friends should do. I think there must be some misunderstanding. You must have been kept in the dark by some bastard." Every "bastard" Louis said made the other party feel uncomfortable.

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"Can you bring this game back to normal?"

"certainly!"

Louis said with a smile: "If you had communicated with me like this earlier, where would you have caused all this trouble? Wouldn't it be to make the game both topical and entertaining? Just treat this game as my gift to you. From now on,

Please look forward to the competition.”

"It was not given to us, but you lost the game due to some unfair referee decisions."

"Yes, we lost the game, whatever you say is what it is."

"It's not what I say, it's the truth."

"Yes Yes Yes."

When Louis hung up the phone, Zhao Yuanzheng was standing at the door of the locker room.

Apparently he listened to both what should be heard and what shouldn't be heard.

"Lao Lu, how dare you threaten the president?"

"President?" Louis snorted coldly, "When I recognized him, he was the president. If he wants to punish me like he did tonight without saying hello, then he is no different from a bastard like Dick Bavetta."

Zhao Yuanzheng asked: "What about this game?"

"Go tell Rudy," Louis said flatly, "and give the league back the spectacle."
Chapter completed!