No One Knows What The Hell Is Going On, and That Just Feels Right
Farewell my kings.
I don’t know, man. I know nothing gets solved at the deadline. Especially not this one, not with the top 4 seeds in the west being separated by 0 games and the East being the Celtics and everyone else sorting out 2-8. All the big dogs for the most part, liked where they were. No disgruntled Harden or flighty Simmons this time around.
I didn’t expect THIS though, or maybe I’m just still processing (Ha).
One move to signal faith that the MVP was absolutely coming back before season end, and several more to let us know that this was fucked from the word “flap” and our best moves would be made in Juy.
My grand takeaway if you will is that Daryl Morey & Co. are just as clueless as we are as it pertains to Joel and pain thresholds and ramp ups and low impact running (2015 redux baby). I do know they’ll miss the hell out of Pat Beverley and Marcus Morris, if for nothing else other than the fact that they gave you an identity, a tough ass dog ass team that thoroughly enjoyed being with and around each other.
Pat Bev also is the perfect guy to have in your locker room and next to your young all-star who has 4-8 of the hardest work weeks of his life ahead of him.
Not poo pooing Buddy Hield or Cam Payne (yet… at least for Payne but it’s coming because he stinks) a bottom five three point shooting team went out and addressed a need so that’s cool. Also, Buddy Hield can legitimately fill it up and will factor majorly into what Nick Nurse decides the playoff scheme needs to be offensively.
Still, I’m stuck thinking that those are exactly the kind of moves you make to set up the all-in and while I had my doubts already, the all-in never came, so here we are again cracking open our orthopedic digest in unison and praying over the most famous MCL in the Delaware Valley.
No place else I’d rather be.
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