There you have it folks. Assuming that Larry Bird's resignation has nothing to do with his health or his family, this is proof positive that running a team that doesn't have a superstar is a job that's just as hopeless as starting for the Brooklyn Nets. There's not a soul in the NBA universe that thinks Paul George will be on the Indiana Pacers after next season, and one look at a roster without him was enough to make one of the most competitive players to ever step on the hardwood up and quit out of nowhere. 'Larry Legend' is sticking around as a "consultant" which, in sports circles, basically just means "give me a call if associating with you in any way will help my reputation as an executive". You don't need to tell the guy that just dropped his Presidential powers like they were a hot mic that that's not likely to be the case in the near future. 'Basketball Jesus' took one more long look at the tidal wave forming in the tumultuous seas of the organization and said "even I can't walk on that shit". If - and only if - he was going to turn water into wine he would have hoarded it all away for himself so that he could drink his way through a Jeff Teague-led transitional period. His namesake may have died for our sins, but he definitely isn't dying to get thrown under the bus by Paul George until he's forced into moving him for a return that will make the entire fan base turn on him as well. He may be widely considered a professional winner, but when it comes to full-on rebuilding during a period in which doing so takes damn near a decade of defeat? Larry Bird's trophy case is way too full to take on that stress.
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