The Wealthy Family

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Musk was secretly resentful, and Curry was about to take the bait, but was interrupted by Liam.

He ignored Liam and continued to ask Curry: "Stephen, you are Butler's star player. You missed the last shot and caused the team to lose the game. Who do you think is responsible for the team's loss? Is it Julian Beko?"

This question was very provocative. If Curry blamed Julian Beko, Musk could write that Curry was throwing his teammates under the bus and that Butler had internal strife.

If Curry took responsibility himself, Musk would write that Curry admitted he didn't dare to shoot at the last moment and was weak.

No matter how Curry answered, Musk got what he wanted.

Why are journalists called "uncrowned kings"? It's because unscrupulous journalists control the narrative, distort facts at will, and leave people speechless.

Curry hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Liam interrupted him:

"Didn't you hear me? The responsibility is all mine. Stephen and Julian Beko executed my tactics perfectly, but this tactic was flawed from the beginning. It was the pick-and-roll I arranged that led to Stephen being double-teamed. His final pass was also at my instruction, so I take full responsibility for the loss."

Curry looked at Liam in astonishment. Boss, that's not what you just said! Where's the honor and responsibility?

Another reporter stood up: "Stephen, this is Jack from ESPN. You've had an amazing season. Will you participate in the draft after March Madness?"

Curry pondered for a moment and said: "I still have a lot to improve, and I want to bring a championship to Butler, so I won't participate in this year's draft."

"As far as I know, the round of 16 is Butler's best result in history. Is it too difficult for you to win the championship? Isn't that the domain of the giants?" Musk questioned.

"I have confidence in the team," Curry replied succinctly.

Musk kept pressing: "I admire your courage, but who gave you the confidence to compete with those giants?"

"As long as I'm here, Butler is a wealthy family," Liam said calmly.

"..." Musk was momentarily at a loss for words.

The reporters looked at each other in bewilderment. Even John Wooden wouldn't dare to say that!

Who gives you the confidence?

"Since no one has any more questions, let's end the interview for today. Thank you."

Liam looked around, stood up, and left the press room without even glancing at the incredulous reporters.

Curry naturally followed closely behind, leaving the room full of reporters staring in amazement.

"I must report this arrogant coach truthfully when I get back!" said the male reporter who had asked the question earlier, angrily.

"He's too arrogant. He obviously lost the game, but why is he acting like he won? And claiming to be part of a wealthy team? Ugh!"

"That's right. The most important thing is that he blocked us from asking questions to Curry. How could his popularity be on par with Curry's?" This reporter echoed the thoughts of everyone.

Even though Liam is the youngest head coach in the NCAA, he is Colombian, and compared to Curry, who has made a name for himself across the United States, he garners much less attention.

Musk was even more furious. He was about to get something out of Curry but was interrupted by Liam.

This would cut off his source of income, making him extremely angry.

"Just wait for me!" Musk roared inwardly.

On the way back to the locker room, Curry caught up with Liam: "Coach, why did you..."

"Are you saying that I should take the responsibility for the loss?" Liam asked.

"Right."

Liam slowed his pace and smiled: "Because this is my responsibility."

"It was because I didn't execute the tactics you arranged that the final attack failed..."

"But I'm the head coach. Remember, no one can tell my players what to do except me!"

Liam's words were powerful, but Curry did not respond, and the corridor fell into silence for a moment.

"Thank you, coach, I know what to do next time." As they neared the locker room, Curry suddenly spoke with firm resolve.

"Don't be so quick to thank me. Go back and practice 100 three-pointers every day!"

"Ah? But I'm already practicing extra every day!"

"This is your punishment for missing that last shot! By the way, you must practice this while exhausted after regular training. It will help you develop shooting stability under pressure."

"Coach, don't..."

Curry's wails echoed in the locker room. Liam walked ahead with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

…

The next morning, all the Bulldogs arrived at the airport. The flight from St. Louis to Indiana was about to take off in half an hour.

NCAA teams don't have private jets like NBA clubs.

"Hoo... Coach G, here are all the newspapers reporting on yesterday's game."

A coordinator from the basketball operations department trotted over to Liam, panting, and handed over a stack of newspapers.

Liam took the newspapers, but before he had time to read them carefully, he heard the boarding instructions on the airport broadcast.

He boarded the plane with the team, found a seat, put his things away, unfolded the newspaper, and started reading.

Stevens sat next to him and said with a smile: "After every game, you can't wait to read the newspaper. If you win, it's fine, but if you lose, you're just looking for trouble, right?"

"What do you know? I'm trying to distinguish between friends and foes so you won't confuse them at the critical moment... lend me a pen." Without raising his head, Liam pulled out a notebook from his bag, spread it out, and extended his hand to Stevens.

Stevens handed him a ballpoint pen. Liam took it, opened the newspaper, and began to take notes.

"The dark horse journey came to an end, Butler lost to Florida University, Coach G was furious, made wild remarks, and left the venue in the middle of the interview..." He muttered to himself and wrote quickly in his notebook.

Stevens faced forward and secretly glanced at Liam, but found he couldn't understand what Liam had written.

"ESPN, Musk, March 23, 2007, setting up a trap for Stephen and ruining my reputation..." Liam whispered in Chinese what was written in the notebook, then took the next newspaper.

"Let me see. Oh, USA Today! Not bad. The reports are relatively objective and neutral. We can cooperate more in the future..."

Stevens skillfully put on his headphones and started watching a movie while Liam continued his muttering.

He has to go through this after every away game and has become accustomed to it.

St. Louis is only 400 kilometers from Indiana, and the plane quickly landed at Indianapolis International Airport.

End of this chapter

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