Also thinking the same thing as Olshey is 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 so fat. The sweat often makes his chest and back soaked, even if the air conditioner in the room is fully turned on. Yes, once I get busy, I can’t stop sweating.
He always wears a decent suit and shirt to maintain a good media image. Even if he is soaked with sweat, he still will not take off his coat. He only takes out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead and neck. , to make yourself look better.
The test for him in the summer was not only the heat, but also the heated public opinions from fans and the media - unfortunately they were all negative. Ever since the Clippers parachuted a Chinese general manager, the trouble in public opinion has not subsided.
Olshey increased his salary by 20%, and his workload dropped by 50%, while Racheli increased his salary by 20 points, but his workload doubled.
From selecting Curry instead of Griffin as promised in the draft, to the lackluster free market and trade market throughout the summer, as the mouthpiece of the team, Richele had to be at the forefront and give the media and fans a Explain and explain.
At the end of September, the new season's preseason is approaching, and each team will soon begin to set up preseason training camps, but the Clippers' 15-man roster has not yet been assembled.
Rachelle was invited to participate in a sports broadcast program on a local Los Angeles radio station on Friday night. He accepted an interview with the host and a Q&A with fans to explain the current situation and operations of the Clippers.
Faced with the host's questioning about the team's roster, team transactions, and signings, Rachelle sweated profusely and kept wiping the sweat with tissue paper. Fortunately, this was a radio program and not a TV program, otherwise he would have been embarrassed. The status will definitely be laughed at.
"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 wasn't Randolph traded away? Well... because... because Mr. Smart was optimistic about Randolph's development in Los Angeles..."
"Well... affected by the financial crisis, Mr. Smart believes that teams should be cautious and conservative in player signings and transactions to survive the financial crisis. I think this is the first priority for many teams..."
"Why did we all get a raise? This...this, this is because Mr. Smart considered that our previous salary was too low, so...he raised it..."
"Making a documentary? Oh... Well, the documentary is still being planned, still being planned... 10 million? No, no, this is just the budget. In fact, it is difficult to use so much money for a documentary..."
Racheli used his rich experience to barely withstand the attacks from the hosts and fans. His collar had long been soaked, and even the blowing air-conditioning could not stop him from sweating.
In the end, the host let him go and ended the interview show. After the show, the host privately said to Rachel: "Rob, there are not many Clippers fans. The Lakers won the championship this year. In the summer They signed Artest again. Their ambition is to defend the championship. What about you? You have been Smart, Smart... I bet he will make things worse for the Clippers. People in Los Angeles only love the Lakers."
Racheli wiped her sweat, adjusted her glasses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Bob, this is just a job. 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 rush there right away."
"Thirteen past seven."
"Oh, I'm leaving. If you have any messages or comments from the audience, please forward them to my email. Thank you Bob!"
After saying that, Rob Racheli dragged his heavy body out of the radio station and rushed to the next date in a car, a black restaurant near Staples Center.
If Richele was overwhelmed by the public attacks, the preparations for the documentary were killing him.
It's not difficult to find a director and a film crew in a place like Los Angeles. This is Hollywood.
But it is extremely difficult to find a director and crew that satisfy Min Congda.
In two months, he had carefully selected 7 well-known directors in Los Angeles and recommended them to Min Congda. All of them were rejected and he did not give any advice, just keep looking.
Among these directors, there are two well-known people in the industry. They were willing to accept this terrible task not for money, but just for their love of basketball and wanting to try new shooting techniques.
After hearing their ideas, Richele felt there was no problem at all. From a documentary perspective, even if the Clippers and Curry failed to succeed in the end, it would be a good basketball science and promotional film.
As a result, Min Congda threw the plan into the trash can after reading it. He rejected it directly without even meeting anyone.
If Min Congda hadn't reimbursed him for all business trips and entertainment expenses, and also given him a special subsidy of US$10,000 per month, Racheli would have really wanted to quit.
"This team is going to be doomed, it's going to be doomed!"
Racheli mumbled and arrived at the date's restaurant, Babur, on time. This is a restaurant that specializes in African cuisine. Today he was going to meet with a black director to discuss the Clippers documentary.
When he walked into the restaurant, the man had been waiting at the window seat for a long time. Racheli put down her briefcase and stuffed herself into the narrow chair with difficulty. She took out a tissue and wiped her sweat, saying, "I'm sorry. You've been waiting for a long time, you are... uh... let me take a look..."
Because of her busy work every day, Racheli actually forgot who the person she had an appointment with today was, so she had to take out the memo and take a look.
Sitting opposite was a black man with a round face. He quickly introduced himself: "Jordan Peele, my name is Jordan Peele. I am an employee of Fox Television Station. Nice to meet you, Mr. Rob Richley."
Rachelle finally turned to the entry in the memo and said: "Oh, Mr. Jordan Peele, an actor and screenwriter for Fox TV, right? Let's get straight to the point. What do you think of the Los Angeles Clippers filming a team documentary?"
Jordan Peele took out a planning book from his backpack, which was filled with his thoughts and ideas for the documentary shooting. However, Rachelle waved her hand and said: "Forget it, our general manager doesn't have these things either." Anyone who knows how to read it will be thrown into the trash can in the end. Let me ask you a few questions."
"Have you ever made a documentary or any feature film before?"
Pierre shook his head and said: "I have never made a documentary, but I have participated in several movies. I have written on my resume, "Mad TV", "Chocolate News", madtv..."
Racheli waved her hand and interrupted him, saying: "I know, I know, they are all vulgar comedies... I just 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 black sport. Kobe, Iverson, Jordan, Lakers, Celtics, I all know..."
"So do you know the Los Angeles Clippers?"
"Uh... Clippers, Brand? It seems like... uh... I don't really understand."
Racheli sighed and said: "I have never shot a documentary, 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 planning book, summarize it in one sentence, I have time limited."
Jordan Peele scratched his head, thought for a while, and said: "I...I think it can be made into an interesting short drama..."
"Okay! Okay, I get it, it's an interesting skit, haha, it's an interesting skit. I've learned about your situation, Mr. Peel. You can go back and wait for the notification. Leave your phone number. We will call you if necessary. Contact you."
"Okay...don't you want to eat some?"
"No, no, I have other things to be busy with... Oh my God, it's so hot here, why is it so hot..."
