"What do you want from me?" Black Dolan turned around, and what caught his eye was an equally young guy in a suit and tie, who looked smart and capable.
"That's right, our company is entrusted by some professional teams every year to help them provide the data analysis they need, including analysis of operations, economics or player data. Oh, I was wondering if you could provide me with a copy of the Princeton Tigers
Give me the player's field efficiency data, of course, I'm referring to the regular season." Daryl Morey said while handing over a business card.
"What are they going to do with this data? Wow, CEO?" Blake Doran glanced at the business card in his hand and asked.
"You know, no matter how many scouts the club has, they can't cover all NCAA teams. Therefore, if we can provide them with some team player data, it will be more economical for them to use our data to investigate an interested player.
Time. That's just a name. In fact, my company in Chicago only has seven people." Daryl Morey said.
"That's pretty good. You look very young and have already founded a company." Black Dolan said.
"But I think a 28-year-old NCAA head coach is obviously more eye-catching. I am also 28 years old." Daryl Morey said.
"Okay, I'm willing to provide it, but I think this kind of thing may require an email address. I will remember to have someone send the data you want to the email address marked on your business card. I'm very curious. Your company has great ideas.
It's supposed to be very profitable, why would you go out there and, I mean, ask for data," Blackdolan said.
"On the contrary, the owners of every club are not good people. They would rather exhaust their scouts to death than spend a little money to speed up efficiency, or even less willing to expose their club's operational data to an unknown person.
The company. I'm about to go bankrupt. It won't be long before I maybe have to find a new job, such as working for a club as an assistant." Maybe it's because the two are the same age, Daryl Morey smiled bitterly.
He told Blake Dolan about his experience.
"Everything will be fine. I think your company's idea is very good. Can't those capitalists see that it's a win-win or even multiple wins? They save time, the player data is sorted out, and you and your company get paid, and they
You will see, it is just a matter of time." Black Dolan comforted.
"Thank you very much, I'd like to buy you a cup of coffee if I get the chance, but right now, I have to go to the Michigan State locker room and get their player efficiency data," Daryl Morey said.
"Goodbye, maybe we can have a cup of coffee together before long," Blake Doran said.
…
Scott Weidman was very annoyed by the sudden phone call. Of course, the main reason for his irritation was the young man on the basketball team who didn't know how to respect his boss. According to the plan, he was supposed to go to St. Louis with the team.
Because reaching the national championship was very important to the Princeton athletic department, but when he thought of Blake Dolan who didn't care about him at all, Scott Weidman chose to stay in school.
"Hello! I don't need insurance, a toilet or even a car, and I have no patience with salesmen!" Scott Weidman picked up the phone and said.
"Hello, this is WTBS. We want to break away from the NCAA organizing committee framework and sign an exclusive broadcast contract with the Princeton University Tigers alone. Is this Mr. Scott Weidman, the director of Princeton University's athletic department?" On the other end of the phone,
A polite voice came.
Scott Weidman was stunned for a few seconds. He couldn't figure out why such a super TV station would call to sign an exclusive broadcast contract with Princeton University. Isn't it only those strong teams that have TV stations coming to visit? What happened?...
.
"Of course, I'm Widman, uh, I want to ask why wtbs wants to sign an exclusive broadcast contract with Princeton University. I need a reason, because this is what I will do when I make a statement to the president." Scott
Wiedemann cleverly used wording to cover up his doubts.
"Of course, you need to make a statement to the principal because we thought the Princeton Tigers had a great game, especially the game that just ended, beating the Michigan State Spartans, which allowed us to see how good the Princeton Tigers are, that was a
It’s a very exciting game, and what we have to do is deliver the excitement to..."
Although he was still talking on the phone, Scott Weidman's heart was no longer there. He only heard that the Princeton Tigers defeated the Michigan State Spartans.
"How did they do it!" Scott Weidman asked in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?" asked the voice on the other end of the phone.
"No, it's nothing. I mean I will state these to the principal and broadcast them exclusively." Scott Weidman calmed down and said.
"Okay, we think that for the rest of the season, no matter how many games the Princeton Tigers can play, we will pay $60,000, which means even if we reach the finals or the next game ends the season, we will pay
We are only paying $60,000 because this season has come to an end, but next season we will exclusively broadcast 15 games of the Princeton Tigers and will be willing to provide $210,000 for this. If you have finished your statement, please call us.
, we are willing to discuss contract issues with you, thank you, goodbye, Mr. Widman."
The other end of the phone hung up politely.
Scott Widman was stunned for a moment. Two hundred and one hundred thousand dollars is a pitiful amount for Princeton University, but for the athletic department, this is a very important fund, and its symbolic significance will be greater than its actual significance.
, because this shows that the Princeton Athletic Department, which has always relied on the school to allocate sports funds, has finally begun to make a profit!
"This is my credit! What I did! It finally paid off!" Scott Weidman was as excited as a bride about to put on her wedding dress, walking around the office without realizing that the call was because of Blake
Dolan and his team members just called him on his cell phone.
After walking around for a while, Scott Weidman dialed his cell phone, but it was not to principal Shirley Tillman, but to his old friend, Erwin Turner, who was on vacation in Guam.
"Hey! Erwin! Did you know? The sports department has made a profit! WTBS is willing to buy our broadcast rights for next year's event for 210,000!"
Old Erwin also seemed very surprised on the other end of the phone: "Oh my God! WTBS has too much money to use up? Or do they want to provoke a war with CBS? Two hundred thousand? To buy Princeton Tigers game broadcasts?"
"There is no war because our team defeated Michigan State in the national championship!" Scott Weidman said excitedly.
As he finished speaking, Old Erwin seemed to be relieved: "Really! I knew Blake could do it! He is a born coach!"
Scott Weidman was stunned. Just now, he had completely forgotten this guy named Blake Dolan. Now, in his mind, the young man had a sneer on his face. Hey, it’s because of me.
, the athletic department has made a profit, and people are willing to spend money to buy Princeton Tigers games.
