The Knicks were in the lottery last night, and have a first round pick. This is unfamiliar territory for me as a fan.* They fell from 5th to 6th as a result of the Chicago Bulls' Bonanza. And while I think Chicago should take Beasley, and Miami should take Rose, I wasn't sure what my Knicks should do. Until I perused
ESPN's draft machine.
Not a lot to love on that list.
Kevin Love?
Pass. OJ Mayo?
Eh, maybe, but it seems too perfect, no? Plus, there's a 90% chance Starbury would murder him in preseason.Brook Lopez?
I like the guy, but we already have enough gay athletes in NY. Eric Gordon?
Pass. Why? Cause fuck Indiana, that's why. Hibbert?
As w/ Mayo, too perfect. Patrick Ewing ain't walking in that door. So, what to do? Well, I looked over the rest of the list, and while I do like Brandon Rush, I don't see him as the answer for the Knicks' woes. That answer?
JOEY FUCKING DORSEY.
I LOVE Dorsey. I don't care two shits that he's a total fucking headcase, that he has the emotional maturity of a 4 year old, or that he can't really shoot a basketball. Dude mauls people. He's a beast. He's got the most NBA-ready body (read: hulkesque) in the draft. Most importantly, I don't see a
slam-dunk no doubter franchise player in this draft available at #6, so why not take a guy who is about 99% certain to at least be a decent piece on a team? Trade down, get another #1 pick next year if at all possible, grab Dorsey.
Oh, and DFA Starbury. Wait, you can't do that in basketball?
Update: I am NOT ready for the
Danilo Gallinari experience featuring Eddy Curry.
Labels: "knows how to think the game", *not a fan, fire d'antoni, NBA lottery