I miss the days when every 76ers game was a new chance for some random 10-day contract player or other scrub/role-player to show out and have a career high. The days of Larry Drew II (Larry Drew’s crappy son) and Drew Gordon (Aaron Gordon’s crappy brother), the days of Furkan Aldemir and Tony Wroten. Hollis Thompson was the original J.J. Redick in Philly, people. Don’t ever forget.
Now, it seems like I hardly get the chance to do Philly highlights. Certainly, they’re happening way less then the glory days. Sometimes Furkan Korkmaz has a game, or Landry Shamet, but do we ever see double-digits from Jonah Bolden or Shake Milton? No. The 76ers have lost their way. This is not the way Philly basketball is meant to be played, with superstars like Embiid and Simmons hogging the ball and the points and the glory. Redick is doing okay for himself, averaging a career-high in points even though he’s super old, but he’s no Mike Muscala when it comes to me getting excited for him.
Sometimes you don’t realize what you have until it’s gone.