About six weeks ago I came here to regret how whenever something went wrong for a team, in any sport these days, the immediate call from fans and media alike was to just blow things up. We’ve become so attuned to teams being contenders or throwing themselves into the dirt to start over that it’s the default response. I wished there was another way, for a team to try and mod a team that might be stuck in the middle instead of hitting the reset button. Isn’t there more to life than waiting for a first pick in the draft?
No, no, there isn’t.
The Chicago Bulls should have exploded at the trade deadline
People, I was wrong. The Bulls should have exploited him at the trade deadline. After all, when things don’t work out, sometimes the worst thing you can do is try to put Band-Aids and tape everywhere so you can barely get any further. You have to try something new. Maybe there are teams that explode preemptively, where there was enough to try to change the plane in the air. Some equipment can be transformers.
And then some equipment is just what’s been stuck to the pot for three days because you forgot to wash it. And then it gets stuck in the drain when you do it. To see the Bulls on both ends of the court is to see a collection of five guys who seem to not know how they got there and certainly don’t know what they’re supposed to do while they’re there. After all, when you take a wrong turn and end up somewhere that’s not on your travel plans, it’s not like you know what the relevant activities are. It wasn’t part of your plan. Those are the Bulls: a collection of players who are clearly lost, except it’s not even clear if they know how to ask for directions to where they thought they should go.
Sometimes they get it right, but not enough
Every once in a while they throw competent offense, usually when the ball goes through Nikola Vucevic, and it goes from one player to another and the players move and all of a sudden they get an open shot. A good NBA offense only discovers open shots, like the reverse of that. Homer walking backwards through the hedge meme. Even with the eagle eye of TV, players just appear out of the ether for a layup or 3-pointer when things are buzzing.
The Bulls could do that for a quarter. Maybe even half. And then they emerge from some timeout or halftime and it’s like they don’t remember what they just did, even though they are aware that they’ve apparently done something before. Every once in a while they make fun of what they think they’ve done before, but it’s all a haze to them. It’s déjà vu. And then they stop, sure they should be missing something that used to be a part of them, but they can’t remember what. They can’t even get to the pain.
Defensively, they just stand and point. They’re the guy at the music festival who took too many drugs, except there’s five of them. They know there is a place and a time they are supposed to be, but they have forgotten the mechanics of getting there on time. So they look at the ground and point in some indeterminate direction, hoping that someone will understand them and just guide them there because they happen to be on the same wavelength.
This is nothing, and certainly not something worth holding onto. Sadly, Bulls management is just as baffled as the roster they’ve created. are that stick figure pushing something already dead, begging him to do something. Have you ever had a financial problem and you just say to yourself, “Hey, something will come up and it will be okay. I don’t know what, but something.” That’s how the Bulls run. They don’t have answers and don’t know how to go about finding them, but they assume they’ll land in the organization because, well, hope is better.
So yeah, exploiting it is good. At least it provides the hope of a blank slate. A blank slate could be anything, right? Maybe by simple luck, which is the Bulls’ whole plan these days, a blank slate could turn into a thing. Lots of jerks have fooled a champion caliber team, right?
Your parents were wrong. Playing with matches can be good. Sometimes it is necessary to burn something. Sometimes a structure is too decrepit, filled with too much mold and a creaky foundation. You don’t fortify it the best you can. you remove it I made a mistake. After all, explosions are fun.