If we are being totally honest, I wish my initial reaction matched the one that the newest member of the Detroit Pistons displayed the only way he knows how, via the clever use of social media. The NBA has made it so that each Woj bomb tends to have a lasting impact on both the landscape of the league and the intrigue of those that love it, but - despite how colossal it looks from the outside - this one kind of feels like a Kim Jong dud. I sort of feel as though I just walked into my own surprise party, opened the biggest present from my most trusted friend, and found an economy pack of toe-less socks tucked into the bottom corner. Like, not only was this news insanely underwhelming, but - as far as the current NBA season is concerned - it's not even all that practical.
I know that the Pistons wanted to make a splash just so people took notice that they were still innocuously floating along in NBA waters, and I know that the Clippers wanted to rid themselves of a contract that's one more unexpected drop away from becoming a huge anchor. Still, it's not often a player of Blake Griffin's caliber is traded and it's difficult to tell which roster, if either, was instantly improved.
As far as I can tell, the only ramifications of this deal are an Eastern Conference recreation of the same kind of big dominant, depth deficient lineup that it was responsible for the demolition of, an elaborate waste of resources that will make for a fruitless pitch to LeBron James, and a hyper-active free agency period 17 months right now. It's not to say that the Clippers won't eventually win this trade as they start to rebuild under one of the smartest, most accomplished executives in basketball while no one chooses to join an oft-injured Blake Griffin in Detroit, but it is to say that this move doesn't exactly stoke my fires as an NBA fan. At the very least, a trade that sent away a guy who was sold on the idea of what his memorial services might look like if he were to die a Los Angeles Clipper no more than 7 months ago should pack a punch...
Instead, I couldn't help but feel like this elicited the type of "huh" you expect to hear when using a Snapple fact to kick start a conversation, instead of the "WHOA" that a superstar re-location deserves. The most entertaining thing about this swap is the Blake Griffin stand-up routine that basically predicted his own politically correct response to it, and - quite frankly - I like his game far too much for that to be the case...