So Frank Mason is totally gonna be out of the league starting next season, but I’m glad he’s getting to play a little bit for the Bucks during this miraculous period of time where a.) the games don’t matter and b.) Eric Bledsoe is still coronaed. Every fan wants their team’s fifteenth man to succeed when actually given minutes. It doesn’t usually happen that way, but hope is not illegal to have. Unless you live in Poland.
Is Frank Mason the kind of guy you want to see run an offense for an extended period of time? No. But the suckiness he brings to the court is offset by the funness of seeing him go out there and try to make stuff happen. It’s sort of like how D.J. Wilson sucks at all things basketball-related but the game somehow becomes MORE entertaining when he checks in. It doesn’t make sense, but that’s how it is. Maybe my brain is broken. That would explain a lot of things that happen in my life.
Bledsoe will be back soon and playoff rotations are always shortened, so this is likely to be Mason’s best statistical output as a Buck. He can join D.J. Stephens and Chris Wright in the category of “former Bucks who would have been really good at basketball if they were good at basketball.”