It’s My Team, And I’ll Tank If I Want To
I love Cleveland.
I love the Browns. I love the Tribe. I love my Cleveland Cavaliers. And it’s out of this love that I want the Cavs to lose.
As a fan of Cleveland sports, I’m concerned about one thing: Attending a parade down East 9th celebrating one of those teams being champions of the world.
Things I’m not concerned about: beating the Raptors, beating the Nets, and developing a “winning culture” for Donald Sloan and other D-League stand-outs through a slew of meaningless moral victories as this season winds down.
If the Cavaliers are to be responsible for bringing a parade to Cleveland, I am only confident in one player being a part of that team: Kyrie Irving. I’m almost positive Tristan Thompson will be on it. I think Anderson Varejao will too. Alonzo Gee has proven to be a keeper as a role player. After that? I don’t know. Maybe Luke Walton/Harangody. Every great team needs a token white guy to wave that towel.
The Cavs need another young stud (or two, or three) to pair with Kyrie.
Anthony Davis is the belle of the ball in this years draft. Obviously losing more games does not guarantee anything. It’s still called the lottery. But just a few weeks ago, we had the 8th worst record, leaving the Cavs with a 2.8% chance of landing Davis and an 89.2% chance of picking either 8th or 9th. Today? The Cavs have the fourth
best worst record, leaving them with an 11.9% chance of grabbing The Brow and an 82.8% chance of picking within the top 5 (i.e., guaranteeing Davis/MKG/Beal/Drummond/Robinson).
Again, there are no guarantees. But I like those numbers a lot more.
I’m Cavaliers fan for the long haul. I’m most concerned with the long term future of this team. Unlike football (where a team fields 22 starters), you can turn a basketball team around in 2-3 good drafts. This has to sound like a broken record, but: look at at Oklahoma City. They blew for three years, netting them Kevin Durant, Russell Westbrook, James Harden and Serge Ibaka. A few savvy trades and signings later, and this year the Oklahoma City city planners might just have to set up a parade route this spring.
So to all of those other Cavs fans out there ripping on folks like me rooting for ping pong balls, I ask you to get off 1) my back and 2) your high horse.