Stuck in the middle

From left to right: Kahn, smug white dude, bastard child (I'm kidding, of course, in the same sense Kahn was...)

It just seems like they never catch a break. Inconceivably, even with the greatest odds of walking out with the winning card and an enormous grin on his face, while possibly saving the franchise and his legacy with one combination of ping-pong balls, David Kahn was caught in the middle between a Hall-of-Fame-coach-firing GM and a chronically ill 14-old good luck charm for a team that was demoralized harder than any other before.

“This league has a habit, and I am just going to say habit, of producing some pretty incredible story lines,” Kahn said. “Last year it was Abe Pollin’s widow and this year it was a 14-year-old boy and the only thing we have in common is we have both been bar mitzvahed. We were done. I told Kevin: ‘We’re toast.’ This is not happening for us and I was right.”

But who can you blame? Kahn, obviously pissed at the outcome of tonight’s suspenseful events, nailed it right on the head. No one wants to wake up in the morning and see that the lonely Wolves ended up with the #1 pick. Rather the feel-good story — Americans love those — of the son of Cavailers’ owner, Dan Gilbert, is a real headline-catching type of way to sum up the night.

It’s just unfortunate things had to play out as they did. The tens of hundreds of Wolves fans, anxiously anticipating who may be in that second-to-last envelope as it was disclosed, were gunned down and their hope, perhaps, shattered, including my own to a certain extent. Wolves Nation desperately needed the top pick tonight. Not to fulfill their quest in the Irving Sweepstakes but rather to inject some life, some sort of passion, back into a fandom that once thrived rabidly thanks to the smallest sense of competition and, of course, a little lottery luck.

But things aren’t all that bad. Because, really, if it weren’t for bad luck, the Wolves would have no luck at all. Now the Wolves have to wander into unchartered waters a bit. Without a clear-cut choice with the second pick, the Wolves have tons of options to play with. The only thing with that is that our GM is somewhat of an ape: He decides on instinct, not upon reason, but that’s an entirely different story. Like I said, the Wolves really have some ways of turning this fortune into just that, a fortune. It all just comes down to careful and calculative decision-making. They could begin with trading the pick outright and moving down, hopefully picking up some veteran leadership in the process (Chad Ford already noted that Kahn immediately made this adamant upon learning our fate.) They could go with Williams, the projected #2 coming into the lottery, but then Kahn would face an imminent obstacle of choosing between seemingly redundant spitting images of each other in Williams and Beasley (Do you choose the clinically insane scoring machine or a similar type player with a better, smarter head on his shoulders?) Or they keep the pick and make a reach for a more pressing need, perhaps an upgrade at center with Kanter or improving the interior defense, which is a must, and take Biyombo. Both would be highly criticized as reaches but they’d fill needs. Simply put. (But are the Wolves really in a position to draft by need, though?)

It’ll be an interesting month coming up. Kahn now has the alarming task of signing Ricky Rubio before the CBA expires on May 31st, as well as gain some insight into what to do with this upcoming draft. But one thing is clear: They need help and they need it fast. A little luck and fortune wouldn’t hurt either.

Tonight's The Night (Hopefully)

Let the soothing tones or Mr. Stewart’s voice flow over you.

Ahh…Much better.

Believe me, a certain level of tranquility must be reached before I can allow you all to sit down and witness what may happen to the franchise tonight because, odds are, it won’t be pretty.

Tonight does indeed mark the night where all things could very well change as we know it; a new path shall be revealed as loyal fans scheme up millions of ways to fix the squad only to see Kahn steer the ship in a different and puzzling direction. How ever the ping-pong balls fall, the Wolves will come out of this one with a new asset, hopefully one with some real value behind it rather than some long-gone afterthought of a basketball magician from Spain. An asset that could turn into a #1 pick. An asset that could turn into a #4 or worse prospect. An asset that could turn into a wrinkly but wise veteran.

We just have no idea how it will end up. That calm silence everyone’s had since the end of the season hasn’t given any clues into what’s ahead for the Wolves. But tonight that changes. We’ll finally get a gauge on what’s next, you know, the “what’s next” we’ve been asking for nearly five years now.

Tonight’s the night. Or let’s pray that it is. And may God have mercy on our souls.