Tobias Harris, like his teammate Nikola Vucevic, has become something of a forgotten man in Orlando. In a fair and just world, people would be excited if there was a young player averaging 17 points per game on an up-and-coming team.
Am I wrong here? Is there a huge throng composed of a perfect cross-section of NBA fandom ready and willing to sing the praises of Tobes as they march on Washington? Or are there just a few scattered Magic homers who hold out some hope that he can be a franchise player?
Even Milwaukee fans have forgotten about him. They used to get so mad every time he had a good game, now it’s like they’ve been distracted by newer, shinier objects of lust and have no time for their old pal.
I still like you, Tobias. It’s okay.