I'm of absolutely no illusion that it will lead to the Minnesota Timberwolves coming together as a competitive team that lives up to it's potential by becoming harder to play against, but goddamn do I love what Jimmy Butler is doing. I don't know that I totally respect the calculated way in which he made sure ESPN was present when he walked the talk in wiping his feet all over the franchise, but I sure do enjoy it a hell of a lot more than a run-of-the-mill holdout. For everything Jimmy Butler's actions of the last two days are not - such as a decent way to build any chemistry whatsoever, for example - what the complete emasculation of the most prominent pushovers on the team he apparently plans to play for was is the ultimate in making lemonade out of lemons. Screw the bitterness that will clearly continue to exist in Minnesota, because there's nothing sweeter to an NBA player than having free reign over the entirety of a locker room in which his days are numbered. Jimmy Butler basically bullied his way into the position of player-coach, and not one of the handful of people he dunked on in the process even thought about putting a hand up to protect their personal pride...
There is approximately a zero percent chance that calling a supremely talented 7-footer Charmin soft to his face in front of his peers is what gets his balls to drop for the betterment of the team, but winning a bunch of games got scraped as an initiative the second Jimmy Butler smacked around the starters while playing alongside glorified ballboys. The Timberwolves aren't going anywhere with or without Jimmy Butler, but he'll be damned if he's not the one to drag their asses begrudgingly to irrelevance so long as the organization (or more accurately, Tom Thibodeau) stubbornly keeps him on board.
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