A couple of thoughts post-draft/pre-SheShmron Shrames day…
Ah. The draft. It’s been a somewhat trying experience (as it has with all things Knickerbocker-y) the last couple of years decade, hasn’t it. Due to professional obligations, I wasn’t able to perform my yearly ritual of watching the draft, scouring the blogs for sweet, creamery instant analysis and/or punditry, followed hard upon by some light screaming, pounding nails into the floor with my forehead and, like any addict, swearing to any and all gods that would hear my plea, “Once and for all, I’m done with this team! Done, say I!” But I, like all’s y’all, out there, keep swaddling up to the bar and ordering another round of Nix B’ball, with a side of colossal disappointment.
So when I got home late Thurs. eve, I wasn’t overly shocked to click on Firefox and discover that the very interwebs itself seemed to collectively howl with ear-rattling disappointment. Not that it was a shocker. For those who don’t recall (possibly due to the aforementioned head-as-hammer maneuver described above), feel free to hum along with a couple of these rock n’ roll classics:
Renaldo Balkman over Rajon Rondo.
Channing Frye over Danny Granger and/or Andrew Bynum
Jordan Hill over Ty Lawson or DeJuan Blair (No, I’m not mentioning Brandon Jennings. I honestly think he’s a mini-Iverson & royally overrated, based mainly on a 55-point night and a scorching shooting streak in Nov. )
Even Wilson Chandler over Marc Gasol, Carl Landry and Rudy Fernandez even looks dicey in retrospect.
And of course, the immortal Fred Weis over Ron Artest
Naturally, in hindsight, it’s easy to cherry pick an all-star team. The thing about the draft is that, unlike the actual games themselves, we, the fans, can credibly maintain the notion that we can do just as good a job as the pros. It’s why the folks who actually attend the thing live are filled with such rabid vitriol, methinks. We certainly can’t even begin to entertain the notion that we could can a 15-footer off a pick and roll, but evaluating who to take? C’mon! We spend hours evaluating these cats and it’s our fracking hobby. And with the explosion of data available online coupled with the geometric progression of advanced statistical analysis (and your humble correspondent is still quite the newbie in that regard), there are times when we’re actually right – we do know as much as the scouts/GM’s/ESPN wags.
And of course, the whole “draft grading” process is pretty darn silly. Yes, the scribes are going batshit over the Landry Fields/Andy Rautins thing. Brother, please.
The one draft in the last 10 years that the ink-stained wretches were thrilled about the Nix pix was in ’03 (or as Chad Ford’s nightmares call it, “Darko over Melo/Wade/Bosh.”).
So take heart, true believers. We’ll know in a few years
Speaking of the so-called experts, it seems that conventional wisdom (an oxymoron if ever there was one), has decreed that SheShmron is headed to Chicago/Miami/back in Cleveland/even the Clips – basically, anywhere but our fair burgh. With that in mind, (‘cause, you know, those guys are like, never wrong) here’s one way forward that eschews signing any of the big names come July 1st. And I take it as a given that Donnie Walsh scours our humble blog on a daily basis and will provide my ideas as a quality plan Z, should all else fail.
1. Trade Kevin Love & Ramon Sessions for Eddy Curry & Toney Douglas & cash considerations.
I think given Kahn’s various miscues. One could pry Kevin Love off his hands before he realizes what he’s got. The above deal saves Minny beacoup cash and gives M’DA a legit PG. As much as I loathe the thought of giving up DWTDD, to get Love, it’d be worth it.
2. Trade Rudy Fernandez for Wilson Chandler
Given the rumors that Walsh and the walking corpse of Kevin Pritchard were discussing Chandler for Rudy AND the 22nd pick, one would have to think that a straight swap would be doable. Rudy’d be perfect in SSOL.
3. Sign Shaun Livingston, Ian Mahinmi and Travis Outlaw
Here are three young players w/serious upside who probably won’t be re-signed by their respective squads. DC’s got Wall/Hinrich to play point, San Antonio has Duncan McDyess, Blair, Tiago Splitter and now Ryan Reynolds up front and the Clips just drafted Aminu at SF and Donald Sterling’s arms don’t reach his pockets.
My rudimentary math says the above septuplet would come to about 18-22 million in salary. Combined with the cats still on the roster (I’d re-up Bill “Sky” Walker and the Earl of Barron) and ditching FDPSHECEC (Fat, debtor, possible sexual harasser Eddy Curry’s expiring contract gives the ‘Bockers about 28 million in salary commitment for this season, and more importantly, well under the cap moving forward, say for when CP3 eventually hits the market.
This’d be the rotation in 2010-11:
PG Sessions Livingston
SG Fernandez Walker Livingston
SF Gallinari Walker Outlaw
PF Love Outlaw
C Barron Mahinmi
Bench: Rautins, Fields and a few D-leaguers TBD
That’s a decent team for when the KG-like player does become available via trade.
So? Whaddaya think? Good ideas? Reasonable perspective? Remember, I am a mere blogger, nervously typing this in my underwear in mother’s basement AND a Knicks fan, so please be gentle. My fragile pysche/self-esteem can’t take too severe a blow.