"Red, is this useful?"

Walter Kennedy may not be the clever president of the league, but he is a clever actor.

The negotiation plan for him and Auerbach to enter the players' locker room was decided by Auerbach. Auerbach decided on the process and rhetoric, and Kennedy cooperated with the performance.

One of them sings the black face and the other sings the white face, which is extremely exciting.

Auerbach smiled faintly with confidence in his grasp, "Believe me, they have a thief heart but no courage. Even if Tom, Bill, and Sam are willing to do it, they can't make a fuss if others disagree."

"How can you be sure no one will work with them?" As the time for the game was getting closer and closer, Kennedy was worried that the negotiation would not be reached.

"Because they all need life like us," Auerbach said.

This time, Auerbach, who has been playing chess games for many years, was wrong.

Those who revolt with Heinthorne are not soft boys, not cowards, not those who will be crushed by the word "life".

The door to the locker room is gently opened.

Tom Heinthorne walked out alone, while others stayed inside. Seeing this scene, Auerbach was a little uneasy.

Kennedy took a deep breath and asked urgently: "Tom, what do you decide to do?"

"Mr. President, we have to admit that you make sense. Some of us want to play games, but unfortunately, we hope to solve the problem and play the game. "Heinthorne's words made Kennedy and Auerbach look extremely ugly. "So, we will continue to boycott the game until the problem is solved."

"You guys are fucking crazy?" Auerbach got angry. The anger in the locker room was just pretending, but now he was in a blazing state.

If the players are determined to strike, their verbal threats will not work.

They really didn't expect that this group of people could do this.

"Red, this...what should I do next? There are less than 50 minutes left before the start of the game! There is no time!" Kennedy panicked.

"No, there is still time!" Auerbach accelerated his pace, "Go back and tell those bosses. Let them come here to negotiate! I want to see if these bastards are really going to make a fuss!"

Since the success or failure of the broadcast will determine the future of the league, the bosses of nine teams in the league came to the garden.

Just as Shaman, Cousy, and McCann were playing the unwatchable veterans' match to make appetizers, the latest situation in the locker room had reached the ears of the bosses.

Each boss left his seat and headed straight to the locker room.

If this war is compared to the battle to defend the city, then the battle has come to its last moment now.

The siege alliance used all means, and now they need to get the boss to break the city gate and catch the people inside.

The defenders need to make sure that there is no open Kyle Carmen in the city.

The players soon heard the boss's roar.

The first person to rush in San Francisco Warriors owner: "Wilt, get out and play the game!"

Chamberlain, who had no choice, forced his feet that he wanted to obey and tried to shake his head.

"There is no match for nine people? Sir!" Chamberlain's tone was so weak that it seemed to be dying.

The Warriors boss gritted his fists and said, "Get out of here first!"

"I can't? Sir!" Chamberlain shook his head contradictoryly.

Even he knew that there had been an irreversible rift between the Labor and the Capital? His relationship with the team would be worse than before? If he did not stand on the Labor side now, he would be neither person at that time.

"Sir? Either promise us or leave? Wilt won't follow you!" Big O stood in front of Chamberlain toughly and blocked the boss's gaze.

Then?     The second boss rushed in.

He is the owner of the Celtics and is known as a good old man.

He always agrees with the requirements of players, and he never expected that the players would hand them a knife at this time.

"Go back to the game, Tom!" Brown didn't say much? "Go back to the game? Sam! You all go back to the game!"

The three all-round stars of the Celtics remained motionless.

Russell was able to stand with the Celtics for many years, not only Auerbach's support, but also Brown's support.

It was Brown and Auerbach who made him understand that white people also had good people.

"Sorry, sir."

He didn't want to say anything more? He didn't move, he was his attitude.

"I will fire you!" Brown had no other way? He could only pick up the rhetoric used by Auerbach, "I swear I will!"

Heinthorne smiled heartlessly and said, "Then we have to wait until tomorrow."

Then? When the owners of the Cincinnati Royals and Los Angeles Lakers, Rice Harrison and Bob Short, arrived at the same time, the situation was a little out of control.

Harrison is a typical boss? He is the kind of boss that players hate the most? The boss who doesn't regard players as human beings.

In his eyes? He spends relatively considerable money to ask them to play basketball every year. They cannot win the championship, but they are not grateful. Now he is making a comeback at the most critical juncture, which is simply unbearable.

He didn't even say a word, and stepped forward with a momentum to pull Robertson and Lucas out of the locker room.

"No!!!"

Robertson roared violently, shook Harrison's hand away, and then made a speech full of momentum and regaining confidence for everyone: "You have only one way to get me away! That is to break my limbs and ask four people to drag me out! But be careful, because I will bite people! I am fucking serious! If things are not resolved, no one will fuckingly want me to play for you!"

"Damn nigger, do you think I dare not!?" Harrison was furious.

The Lakers' boss was treated the same way.

Baylor, who smiled at everyone, has never laughed since the bosses came in. He took off all his clothes and was snowing outside the stadium in the unheated locker room. He said with unshakable firm belief: "I will never go out to play basketball no matter what!"

The Lakers boss had to turn his eyes to West, "Jerry, these people are crazy, they will lose their jobs today, and then declare bankruptcy and sleep on the streets. Do you want to be with them?"

"When we chose to do this, we never thought of looking back." "West" slowly took off his clothes and finally left only a pair of underwear on his body like Baylor. To be honest, it was very cold. "Sir, we didn't expect you to surrender, but we didn't want to continue to endure. I live for hope like them."

These words did not come from Wei Xia himself, but from his heart when he followed West's instinct to take off his clothes like Baylor.

He believed that was what West wanted to say.

The bosses came in one by one, but they failed to take any of them from the locker room where 17 Hall of Fame players were born in the future.

Even those who originally wanted to finish the game first already knew that there was only one way to go before them.

Finally, all the bosses gathered around the locker room and cursed. It was already time for the players to warm up, but no player was on the spot. ABC TV issued an ultimatum - 15 minutes before the All-Star Game, Kennedy and the bosses decided unanimously to meet most of the players' requirements.

So, in 1954, Bob Cousey led NBA stars to win the position from capitalists for the first time, allowing them to recognize the legitimacy of the Players Guild, and gain reputation in the media, win fans with fans, and win stories and legends in confrontations with each other.

Once again, they challenged capital.

They united and won rights, and after that, the players' voice and salary increased leaps and bounds. That was the next few years, but today, Wei Xia witnessed the players' unity, and then falling apart, and then united, forcing rule makers and capitalists to sit down and agree to most of the terms in the boycott document.

They will start promoting pension plans and improving health care from today. As for salary growth and schedule improvement, they will have to wait until the offseason to discuss it slowly.

The players did not accomplish everything in one go, but it was a great success to be able to promote pension plans and improve medical insurance.

At 9:16 that night, the East and West All-Stars appeared on the court to warm up. The broadcaster did not give any explanation. The fans did not care about the situation outside the court. In the future, this story was condensed into a brief description of less than 300 words and appeared on the lists related to the All-Stars.

Wei Xia was wondering why this night didn't turn into an Emmy Award-winning documentary filmed by HBO Sports TV, the Boston Snow Storm that night. Almost all Celtic players (active and retired) were in the stadium, including the entire 1946-1947 Celtics, and many retired league stars played the legendary game before the main game. Five of the greatest players in the All-Star Game (Wilter, La

Sell, Weiss, Oscar, Baylor) are all at the top, and there are many other resounding names (Lucas, Haflicke, Heinthorne, Wilkens, Sam Jones, Greer), as well as the greatest coach of all time, Auerbach and the players. In the locker room, the player is Laryfleisher, a powerful lawyer who has since had a significant impact on the players.

This is the first time in the history of American sports that a group of professional stars risked their careers and checks to do something great. In the end, this brought the first pension plan for modern sports, and the first time in sports history that the Players' Union really won.
Chapter completed!