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Don’t ask questions. Just put the damn Zion head in there. 

They’re nowhere near the same player, Carmelo has a consistent jumper. 

The Pelicans are holding the NBA hostage.

Again, I agree that they’re not on the same level at the same point in their careers. I’m more playing devil’s advocate in the sense that Zion is one bad injury, or one discouraging year from showing up to camp looking like the Michelin Man. 

This is true, but I guess I just think about a guy being the consensus #1 and wanting that to translate into 15 years as a good, then great, then viable late career option.

I think that ultimately would’ve depended on who was his replacement because no one on that Duke bench was mentally, or physically, equipped to bear even half the load that Barrett did.

100% agree with that, but also: Michael Beasley. He was unguardable in college, and should have been incredible transitioning into the NBA.

This is more so what I’m getting at. His ceiling is incredible because he’s, arguably, the most freakish athlete to come into the league since LeBron. Endless potential for him to pretty much revolutionize the 4-5 as a counter to something like what Draymond has been doing since he arrived.

I don’t see how Ewing is a fair comparison.

Because Eddy Curry once showed up to camp weighing somewhere between 350-400lbs after getting a MASSIVE (no pun intended) contract from the Knicks.

So, like... what if Zion is a bust?

I haven’t watched him on TV in years, either. But following him on Twitter is a glorious train wreck during the NBA postseason. 

He HATES Kawhi because of the Spurs saga. 

The best part of this whole thing is how absolutely furious Skip Bayless is right now. 

Can we just let that series go best-of 11, and let the winner go to the Finals?

Rum punch. Of all sizes, colors, and strengths.

Obviously not staff, but All Fantasy Everything gets me through my work drives, and nights when there’s nothing worth while on TV. Always hilarious, and it’s fun to build out your own rosters at the end. 

Milk and Honey Cafe Mix will live on in my heart forever.

If Tottenham somehow manages to win the whole damn thing, who becomes the running joke of British and European soccer?

If you were forced to cut off one limb and live without it for the rest of your life, what would it be?