We love to bitch about the Erz. And with good reason; the organization has been a near train wreck for years now.
But can you imagine being a T’Wolves fan? From 2007 forward, they’ve endured the NBA fan’s version of Chinese water torture — KG being traded away for spit, missing out on O.J. Mayo, trading Mike Miller for a #5 draft pick that was used on a player they’ll never see in uniform (Rubio), Al Jefferson tearing his ACL, the Wes Johnson pick (a bust waiting to happen), and the Darko signing — and they’re still nowhere near having a team that can compete on any serious level.
Imagine that. Then imagine tuning into the NBA Summer League and hearing your Director of Basketball Operations talking this kinda shit:
C-Webb is priceless here. I especially love the way he signed off with a dismissive, “Good luck.”
My heart goes out to you, Minnesota. Hey, at least you got Al Franken. Oh, and Prince.
-G
Showing posts with label summer league. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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