Chapter 171: The Young Men of the Celts
On Feb. 1, it was a day of rest for the Celtics, who were to leave Boston for an away trip to Indiana two days later, so Leon gave the players a day off.
Some people choose to sleep at home, some play games in their big house, some go to the bar and spend a lot of time, some spend time with their families, and some are busy with love. In short, on the days off, they are no different from ordinary people, relaxing, living, entertaining, and of course, there are some workaholics such as Paul Pierce, who choose to go to the stadium for training on this day.
Arenas, Durham Porter, Chris Anderson, Michael Reid are the ones who have a better relationship with the team, all of them are youngsters, and of course there was Joe Johnson in the past, who is now gone.
On this day, they met up to go fishing at the beach, and Arenas bought a small yacht in Port Alder, which would be a place for them to spend the day. Before leaving, Reed felt that the four of them seemed to be a little short, so he asked, "Why don't you invite someone to go with you, how about the king?" Four people are really a little few, and it will be boring. β
"Come on Michael, that guy, always looks like the team owes him money, doesn't talk and rarely laughs, likes to hold his cheeks and stare straight ahead like a sculpture, I don't understand why Fox values this guy so much, just because he's 7 feet tall can he shoot a few threes?" Arenas is a fast-talking guy who doesn't know how to hide it, and obviously he doesn't like introverts like Wang Zhizhi very much. "Wang, this guy is actually good, his skills are great. It's just that there's no room for him here. Chris Anderson said a few words for Wang Zhizhi, he also played against Wang Zhizhi when he played in China, of course, Jiangsu was not Bayi's opponent at that time. Anderson also had no way to prevent Wang Zhizhi, the core of Bayi. Now in the United States, everything is different again.
"If you want to play with him, go find it! I guess he didn't even dare to answer the phone......" Arenas got into his car and got ready to drive off.
At this time, Dareham Porter picked up his phone, he received a text message, and after reading it, he looked up and said, "Don't go anywhere!" Coach Leon invited me to his house for a party in the evening. β
As soon as Durham Potter's words were finished. Several other people also took out their phones to look at the text messages, and after a while, Reed and Anderson both received the same text messages. Only Arenas stared at his phone for a long time, but no text messages came.
"Okay Gilbert, you can go fishing alone, we're going to get ready for the coach's party. That said, it was like the first time the coach invited us to his party. I've known him for three years. I haven't seen him partying much. Reed said to Arenas. Ignoring the displeasure on Arenas' face.
"I couldn't believe Coach Leon was going to throw a party, I thought he was the kind of Frankenstein who would lock himself in his room as soon as he got home and pull out some bottles and cans for experiments." Durham Potter scratched his head and said silly.
"That's because you haven't seen a coach at the table, and you'll be surprised." Anderson knew a little-known side of Leon, and when Leon and Rodman went to the casino together, Anderson followed him to see Leon's superb gambling skills.
"Coaches can gamble?" Reed apparently didn't know that his Bole was a big gambler who swept the whole country. Anderson just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more, because Leon had told him. Don't talk to people about your gambling.
On the other side, Arenas was finally about to blow up, and he started the car. Rolled down the window and yelled at the three of them, "Go fishing with me, or go to a party, choose one!" β
Reed and the three looked at each other for a moment, none of them meant to get in the car, and it was obvious that going to Leon's house to a party would be more attractive to them. Arenas only felt a little sour in his nose, he hadn't felt like this in a long time, he felt insulted, Leon always seemed to be suppressing him in this way, since the day of the draft. The not-so-good memories came flooding back to his mind, and Arenas gripped the steering wheel, and Reed saw that he didn't seem quite right and tried to comfort him, as Arenas's cell phone rang.
Arenas saw that it was Fox Leon's phone, he hesitated for a moment, but still connected, and Leon's voice came through it, "Is it Gilbert?" I'm Fawkes, and I wanted to invite you to a party at my house tonight, seven o'clock, remember on time. I was going to text you, but I got your number wrong, you know, I don't like to use the address book, I like to write it down myself, so it's inevitable that there will be some mistakes, I got one of your numbers wrong. I didn't remember until I got all the text messages, so I'll give you a call, how about Gilbert? Speak. β
"Okay, good coach, I, I'll be on time, I will." Arenas stammered a little as he spoke, and it was clear that he was a little agitated before he calmed down. He is such a moody guy with an outgoing mood, and his teeth that he hated just now were itching, and he quickly became happy, and beckoned a few people to get in the car together and go back to their respective homes first, clean up a little, and prepare some gifts.
"You just received a text message about the invitation, and I received a phone call! It's a two-notch treat. Arenas emphasized as he drove that he had been invited by phone.
It can be seen that for this group of young people, attending the party is a very happy thing for them. In their free time, Celtics players often hold some parties, especially fancy people like Walker, who like to play beauty parties, invite many celebrities to their mansions, and invite many fox friends and teammates to party together. But going to a coach-organized party is different, it's bound to be a relatively formal family party, and for the four guys, being in such a pair means that they have really grown up.
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LeΓ³n quickly sensed that organizing a good party was not much more difficult than assembling a good team, and Ayatollah Khomeenez was undoubtedly a notch above him in this regard. Because it was a last-minute party, Khomemenes didn't have much time to prepare, but she kept calling to order everything she needed for the party while urging Leon to text and call her guests.
Pies, apple pies, cakes, turkeys, grills, fresh meats, wine, whiskey, and brandy, as long as you have the money, these things can be delivered by merchants quickly, but the key is to know which store can deliver them, which one is the closest, and which one is the best. Khomemenes knows all about this, and she has grown up almost alone since she was a child, and when she lives in a single-family house with her roommates, she often throws small parties, and she does everything.
"Fawkes, rearrange the tables, chairs and benches, and we need enough cups, if you can, you'd better go to the nearby supermarket and buy some, as well as fruit, disposable slippers, disposable towels, small drinking glasses, instant coffee...... If you need it, buy some sets...... "Khomeenes told Leon to get some makeshift supplies.
Leon just nodded and got into the car, and Khomeenes was relieved, she knew that this guy would not forget things. The rest of the time, she had to decorate the house a little, then change herself into the most beautiful clothes, paint a proper makeup, and wait for the arrival of seven o'clock and the arrival of the guests.
Leon had everything in place by six o'clock, and when everything was ready, Leon looked at the living room full of food and wine, the pool full of water, the grill and all the simple but beautiful decorations, and felt a slight sigh of relief.
"It's harder than directing a game." Leon said.
"But the game hasn't started yet, it's just preparations." Wearing a bright red silk tube skirt, big platinum earrings, and her hair in the shape of Audrey Hepburn, it looks like she will be a dazzling hostess tonight.
"It's half an hour before the game starts, but I don't know yet, how do I win?" Leon asked, and while he quickly agreed to throw a party, Khomemenes didn't explain to him the real purpose.
Khomeenes stepped forward, straightened Leon's collar and said, "When I was doing fieldwork in Australia, I met such a tribe near the Victorian desert. In this tribe, when a person feels that he is too old, he will leave the tribe and go into the desert to end his life. You know why? Because the resources near the desert are very limited, and the output of an old man cannot be compared with his consumption, he has become a burden to the tribe, and he needs to sacrifice himself to give more resources to children and young adults to help the tribe continue their lives. β
Leon looked at Ayatollah Khomeenez without speaking, and Ayatollah Khomeenez continued: "The young players and workers you invited tonight are the Celtics, and they are the hope for this team to come back to life." Put your energy into uniting these young people, Auerbach can give you everything, but he can't give you youth. Tonight is going to be a good start, and I believe in you, Fox. β
Leon has known Holmenez for three years, and for the first time he feels that this beautiful girl in front of him is not just a little girl who only follows behind her ass and is coquettish, she also has great power. (To be continued.) )