Do you yearn for days of yore? Simpler times, where the dewy grass soothed your feet under the early morning sun? Times when men were men, women were women, and DownToBuck called everyone who even slightly missed expectations a huge bust?
You’re in luck! Because Michael Kidd-Gilchrist is a straight up busteroni pizza with extra disappointment cheese.
Don’t talk to me about him “being a good role player”. I don’t care. You don’t draft role players with the 2nd pick. You don’t draft dudes with unfixable jumpers with the 2nd pick. You draft studs, guys who will make at least one All-Star game.
Yeah, I get that his full contributions aren’t measured in the box score. Rather they’re measured in the BUST score. Frickin’ bust.