I was determined to be bad, but I went straight to the Basketball Hall of Fame
Chapter 40 Interview
Chapter 40 Interview
Others who share the same idea with Olshey include the team's media director Rob Richley.
Summer is a bad season for him. The hot weather makes him sweat a lot every day, because he is too fat, and the sweat often makes his chest and back drenched, even if the air conditioner in the room is fully turned on. Yes, once you get busy, you still can't stop sweating.
He always wears a decent suit and shirt to maintain his good media image. Even if he is soaked in sweat, he still won't take off his coat, but just takes out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead and neck , to make yourself look better.
In addition to the hot summer, the test for him was the hot public opinion from fans and the media—unfortunately, they were all negative. Ever since the Clippers airborne a Chinese general manager, the troubles in public opinion have never subsided.
Orshea added 20.00% of his salary, and his workload dropped by 50.00%, while Richelle added [-] points to his salary, but his workload doubled.
From drafting Curry instead of Griffin as promised, to the mediocrity of the free market and the trading market throughout the summer, as the mouthpiece of the team, Rickelle had to be at the forefront, giving the media and fans an opportunity. explain and explain.
At the end of September, the preseason of the new season is approaching, and each team will soon start to set up a preseason training camp, but the Clippers' 9-man roster has not yet been assembled.
Rickley was invited to participate in a sports broadcast on a local radio station in Los Angeles on Friday night, accepting interviews with the host and Q&A with fans, explaining the current status and operations of the Clippers.
Faced with the host's questioning about the team's roster, team transactions, and signings, Rickelle was sweating profusely and kept wiping his sweat with paper towels. Fortunately, this was a radio show rather than a TV show, otherwise he would have been embarrassed. will surely be ridiculed.
"Mr. Smart is not very satisfied with the players in the free market. We are carefully selecting people who can bring improvement to the team."
"Why didn't you trade Randolph? Uh... because... because Mr. Smart is optimistic about Randolph's development in Los Angeles..."
"Uh... Affected by the financial crisis, Mr. Smart believes that the team should be cautious and conservative in player signing and trading. Overcoming the difficulties of the financial crisis, I think it is the first priority of many teams..."
"Why did we all raise our salaries? This... this, this is because Mr. Smart considered that our previous salary was too low, so... he raised it..."
"Make a documentary? Oh... Well, the documentary is still in planning, still in planning... 1000 million? No, it's just a budget. In fact, it's very difficult to use so much money for a documentary..."
Richerley used his rich experience to barely withstand the attacks from the host and fans. His collar was already soaked, and the cold air couldn't stop his sweat.
In the end, the host let him go and ended the talk show. After the show, the host privately said to Rickley: "Rob, there are not many fans of the Clippers. The Lakers won the championship this year. Signed Artest again, their ambition is to defend the title, how about you? You have been Smart, Smart ... I bet he will make the Clippers worse. Los Angeles people just love the Lakers."
Rachael wiped his sweat, adjusted his glasses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Bob, this is a job, and the boss listens to him, so what can I do?"
"By the way, what time is it now? I have an important appointment tonight, and I have to hurry there."
"Thirteen at seven."
"Oh, I'm leaving. If you have any messages or comments from the audience, remember to forward them to my mailbox. Thank you, Bob!"
After speaking, Rob Richley dragged his heavy body away from the radio station, and drove to the next meeting place, a black restaurant near the Staples Center.
If it is said that the attacks from the public opinion made Rickley overwhelmed, then the preparations for the documentary filming simply killed him.
It is not difficult to find a director and a film crew in a place like Los Angeles, but this is Hollywood.
But finding a director and film crew that satisfies Min Congda is simply impossible.
In two months, he had carefully selected 7 prestigious directors in Los Angeles and recommended them to Min Congda, but all of them were rejected, and he didn't give any advice, just said to keep looking.
Among these directors are two well-known people in the industry. They are willing to accept this terrible task not for money, but because of their love for basketball and wanting to try new shooting techniques.
After listening to their ideas, Rickley felt that there was no problem at all. From a documentary point of view, even if the Clippers and Curry failed to succeed in the end, it would be a very good basketball science and promotional film.
As a result, Min Congda threw the plan into the trash can after reading it, and directly rejected it without even meeting anyone.
If Min Congda hadn't reimbursed him all business trips and entertainment expenses, and added a special subsidy of [-] US dollars per month, Rui Qielai really wanted to quit.
"This team is going to die, it's going to die!"
Muttering in his mouth, Ricky arrived at Babur, the restaurant for the date, on time. This is a restaurant that specializes in African flavors. Today he is going to meet with a black director to discuss the Clippers documentary.
When he walked into the restaurant, the man had been waiting on the window seat for a long time. Ruiqielai put down his briefcase and stuffed himself into a somewhat narrow chair, took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, and said, "I'm sorry to let you You have been waiting for a long time, you are... uh... let me take a look..."
Because of the busy work every day, Ruiqielai actually forgot who the person he was meeting with today was, so he had to take out the memo to take a look.
Sitting opposite was a black man with a round face. He hurriedly introduced himself: "Jordan Peele, my name is Jordan Peele, and I am an employee of Fox Television. Nice to meet you, Mr. Rob Richley."
Rachelle finally turned to the entry of the memo and said, "Oh, Mr. Jordan Peele, actor and screenwriter for Fox TV, right? Let's cut to the chase. What do you think of the Los Angeles Clippers' team documentary?"
Jordan Peele took out a planning book from his backpack, which was filled with his thoughts and ideas on documentary filming, but Rickelle waved his hand and said, "Forget it, our general manager doesn't care about these things." He will watch it, and he will throw it in the trash can in the end. Let me ask you a few questions."
"Have you ever made a documentary before, or any feature film?"
Peel shook his head and said, "I haven't made a documentary, but I have participated in a few movies, and I have written about it in my resume, "Crazy TV", "Chocolate News", madtv..."
Richelle interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said, "I know, I know, they're all bad comedies... It's just that I don't have any experience in filming or writing documentaries."
"Second question, do you know enough about basketball and the NBA?"
Peele hurriedly said, "Of course, the NBA is a sport for blacks. Kobe, Iverson, Jordan, the Lakers, the Celtics, I know all of them..."
"Then do you know the Los Angeles Clippers?"
"Uh... Clippers, Brand? Like... uh... I don't know very well."
Richelle sighed, and said, "I haven't filmed a documentary before, and I don't know much about the NBA and the Los Angeles Clippers... Can you tell me how you want to shoot this documentary? Don't show me the plan. Summarize it in one sentence. limited."
Jordan Peele scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "I...I think it can be made into an interesting short play..."
"Okay! Okay, I see, interesting skit, huh, interesting skit. I've read about your situation Mr. Peel, you go back and wait for the notice, leave your phone number, if necessary we will contact you."
"Okay... don't you want to eat?"
"No, no, I have other things to do... Oh my God, it's so hot here, why is it so hot..."
(End of this chapter)
Others who share the same idea with Olshey include the team's media director Rob Richley.
Summer is a bad season for him. The hot weather makes him sweat a lot every day, because he is too fat, and the sweat often makes his chest and back drenched, even if the air conditioner in the room is fully turned on. Yes, once you get busy, you still can't stop sweating.
He always wears a decent suit and shirt to maintain his good media image. Even if he is soaked in sweat, he still won't take off his coat, but just takes out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead and neck , to make yourself look better.
In addition to the hot summer, the test for him was the hot public opinion from fans and the media—unfortunately, they were all negative. Ever since the Clippers airborne a Chinese general manager, the troubles in public opinion have never subsided.
Orshea added 20.00% of his salary, and his workload dropped by 50.00%, while Richelle added [-] points to his salary, but his workload doubled.
From drafting Curry instead of Griffin as promised, to the mediocrity of the free market and the trading market throughout the summer, as the mouthpiece of the team, Rickelle had to be at the forefront, giving the media and fans an opportunity. explain and explain.
At the end of September, the preseason of the new season is approaching, and each team will soon start to set up a preseason training camp, but the Clippers' 9-man roster has not yet been assembled.
Rickley was invited to participate in a sports broadcast on a local radio station in Los Angeles on Friday night, accepting interviews with the host and Q&A with fans, explaining the current status and operations of the Clippers.
Faced with the host's questioning about the team's roster, team transactions, and signings, Rickelle was sweating profusely and kept wiping his sweat with paper towels. Fortunately, this was a radio show rather than a TV show, otherwise he would have been embarrassed. will surely be ridiculed.
"Mr. Smart is not very satisfied with the players in the free market. We are carefully selecting people who can bring improvement to the team."
"Why didn't you trade Randolph? Uh... because... because Mr. Smart is optimistic about Randolph's development in Los Angeles..."
"Uh... Affected by the financial crisis, Mr. Smart believes that the team should be cautious and conservative in player signing and trading. Overcoming the difficulties of the financial crisis, I think it is the first priority of many teams..."
"Why did we all raise our salaries? This... this, this is because Mr. Smart considered that our previous salary was too low, so... he raised it..."
"Make a documentary? Oh... Well, the documentary is still in planning, still in planning... 1000 million? No, it's just a budget. In fact, it's very difficult to use so much money for a documentary..."
Richerley used his rich experience to barely withstand the attacks from the host and fans. His collar was already soaked, and the cold air couldn't stop his sweat.
In the end, the host let him go and ended the talk show. After the show, the host privately said to Rickley: "Rob, there are not many fans of the Clippers. The Lakers won the championship this year. Signed Artest again, their ambition is to defend the title, how about you? You have been Smart, Smart ... I bet he will make the Clippers worse. Los Angeles people just love the Lakers."
Rachael wiped his sweat, adjusted his glasses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Bob, this is a job, and the boss listens to him, so what can I do?"
"By the way, what time is it now? I have an important appointment tonight, and I have to hurry there."
"Thirteen at seven."
"Oh, I'm leaving. If you have any messages or comments from the audience, remember to forward them to my mailbox. Thank you, Bob!"
After speaking, Rob Richley dragged his heavy body away from the radio station, and drove to the next meeting place, a black restaurant near the Staples Center.
If it is said that the attacks from the public opinion made Rickley overwhelmed, then the preparations for the documentary filming simply killed him.
It is not difficult to find a director and a film crew in a place like Los Angeles, but this is Hollywood.
But finding a director and film crew that satisfies Min Congda is simply impossible.
In two months, he had carefully selected 7 prestigious directors in Los Angeles and recommended them to Min Congda, but all of them were rejected, and he didn't give any advice, just said to keep looking.
Among these directors are two well-known people in the industry. They are willing to accept this terrible task not for money, but because of their love for basketball and wanting to try new shooting techniques.
After listening to their ideas, Rickley felt that there was no problem at all. From a documentary point of view, even if the Clippers and Curry failed to succeed in the end, it would be a very good basketball science and promotional film.
As a result, Min Congda threw the plan into the trash can after reading it, and directly rejected it without even meeting anyone.
If Min Congda hadn't reimbursed him all business trips and entertainment expenses, and added a special subsidy of [-] US dollars per month, Rui Qielai really wanted to quit.
"This team is going to die, it's going to die!"
Muttering in his mouth, Ricky arrived at Babur, the restaurant for the date, on time. This is a restaurant that specializes in African flavors. Today he is going to meet with a black director to discuss the Clippers documentary.
When he walked into the restaurant, the man had been waiting on the window seat for a long time. Ruiqielai put down his briefcase and stuffed himself into a somewhat narrow chair, took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, and said, "I'm sorry to let you You have been waiting for a long time, you are... uh... let me take a look..."
Because of the busy work every day, Ruiqielai actually forgot who the person he was meeting with today was, so he had to take out the memo to take a look.
Sitting opposite was a black man with a round face. He hurriedly introduced himself: "Jordan Peele, my name is Jordan Peele, and I am an employee of Fox Television. Nice to meet you, Mr. Rob Richley."
Rachelle finally turned to the entry of the memo and said, "Oh, Mr. Jordan Peele, actor and screenwriter for Fox TV, right? Let's cut to the chase. What do you think of the Los Angeles Clippers' team documentary?"
Jordan Peele took out a planning book from his backpack, which was filled with his thoughts and ideas on documentary filming, but Rickelle waved his hand and said, "Forget it, our general manager doesn't care about these things." He will watch it, and he will throw it in the trash can in the end. Let me ask you a few questions."
"Have you ever made a documentary before, or any feature film?"
Peel shook his head and said, "I haven't made a documentary, but I have participated in a few movies, and I have written about it in my resume, "Crazy TV", "Chocolate News", madtv..."
Richelle interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said, "I know, I know, they're all bad comedies... It's just that I don't have any experience in filming or writing documentaries."
"Second question, do you know enough about basketball and the NBA?"
Peele hurriedly said, "Of course, the NBA is a sport for blacks. Kobe, Iverson, Jordan, the Lakers, the Celtics, I know all of them..."
"Then do you know the Los Angeles Clippers?"
"Uh... Clippers, Brand? Like... uh... I don't know very well."
Richelle sighed, and said, "I haven't filmed a documentary before, and I don't know much about the NBA and the Los Angeles Clippers... Can you tell me how you want to shoot this documentary? Don't show me the plan. Summarize it in one sentence. limited."
Jordan Peele scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "I...I think it can be made into an interesting short play..."
"Okay! Okay, I see, interesting skit, huh, interesting skit. I've read about your situation Mr. Peel, you go back and wait for the notice, leave your phone number, if necessary we will contact you."
"Okay... don't you want to eat?"
"No, no, I have other things to do... Oh my God, it's so hot here, why is it so hot..."
(End of this chapter)
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