Partner adultery is #1 by a wide, wide margin. It’s gross to find out your parent is cheating on your other parent, but it’s not actually any of your business.
Partner adultery is #1 by a wide, wide margin. It’s gross to find out your parent is cheating on your other parent, but it’s not actually any of your business.
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For the sake of not posting the same reply to 30 people: thanks to everyone who clarified. I’d missed the fact that only part of Smith’s contract is guaranteed, and that the Cavs stretched that number.
Got it. I didn’t realize only some of the salary was guaranteed (the article mentions that fact, but I didn’t really parse it).
I’m confused how waiving a player works. Don’t they still have to pay him if no one else picks him up? Does the contract cease to count against the cap even though they’re still paying it, in that case?
It depends entirely on whether they would prefer to watch fun basketball right now, or potentially watch fun basketball seven-plus years from now, I suppose.
OK but NBA history is not exactly littered with instances where it works out. Sometimes it does, but more often than not those draft picks are just mediocre draft picks that never become players who are as good as the players that were traded to obtain the draft picks. Hell, I just watched it play out with the…
Well, sure. I assume that’s a given.
The “this hurts the fanbase” argument is the compelling thing, here. Frankly, there are already a ton of rules in place to try and protect idiot GMs/owners from themselves, and I don’t have a lot of sympathy for them at this point. But I do feel bad for fans who have to endure unending seasons of “well maybe we’ll be…
But remember: Marcus Morris is a bad person for changing his mind about where he wants to go during one of the two or three times in his entire NBA career where he’ll actually have a choice.
I actually almost used that term and then decided against it for the exact reason you mention. It’s become a euphemistic load of horseshit because of how’s it’s been wielded by anti-union choads. Kind of like “pro-life”
No, this is not the same thing as leveraging competing offers, I agree. However, leveraging competing offers illustrates the same basic truth, which is that until something’s signed, ain’t shit the prospective employer can do if the prospective employee decides he or she’d rather be elsewhere.
addendum: in many sectors (such as mine: software engineering), it’s actually fairly common practice to use multiple offers against one another with the end result being that N companies don’t get to hire a person, while one company does.
These very same reporters actually work and have always worked in an industry in which you can totally tell someone you’re taking a job, then decide not to take the job before you’ve signed anything, and while it may bum that someone out, they have zero legal recourse to somehow force you to take the job. That’s…
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I hate that song and the associated chant, but would gladly change my mind if these were made the official lyrics.
They were a solid team, for sure. Still, the Vegas over/under had them at 40.5 wins, +5000 to win the championship. Expected win/loss was 50/32 (they beat that by four wins, which is a pretty significant overage). Basically, they were exactly what you’re saying: a solid mid-tier team that slightly outperformed their…
Chauncey: 32 years old, 19p 5a, 18.8 PER, 3.1 VORP
Kenyon: 31 years old, 11p 9r, 13.6 PER, 1.6 VORP
Nene: 26 years old, 14p 8r, 18.8 PER, 3.4 VORP
JR: 23 years old, 15p 4r, 16.8 PER, 2.1 VORP
Yep. Smallish guards who never develop a reliable jumpshot and exist almost exclusively on their athleticism age in dog years once they hit 30. That supermax contract was awful even when they signed it, but they didn’t really have a choice.
I’m very much on team “Carmelo Anthony was really fucking good,” so I hear you. The best players he ever played with pre-Houston were old Allen Iverson and Broken Amar’e Stoudemire. Maybe he couldn’t elevate scrubs the way LeBron could (then again he hauled a Denver team to the WCF that had no business getting there,…