Let this body loose
Took a minute for this to register, but shit, we have some urgent, urgent off-season concerns to brace ourselves for. Adam Morrison is a 3, and it's been said to death that he'd be hopeless as a guard. Currently holding down that spot for the Cats is none other than this blog's signature player, the truly redoutable Gerald Wallace.
What a snake this Jordan cat is. A pox upon everything he's meant to the game, even.
Morrison was partly a box office pick, so you know he's getting his minutes. Multiplicity is frighteningly streaky and likely to crumble, meaning there's a pretty good chance he'll either not be useless or unavailable on any given night. And as fans of this singular man well know, his jumper has more than a little Marion to it, except without the finding the hoop part. Still, Wallace hardly seems like a guy a team should be hopping to replace: a one-dude holocaust on defense with finishing skills well beyond the comprehension of the average 'Zag, a two-way freak who makes up for his limitations with pockets of utter dominance. Would you supplant such a creature for a shaggy white scorer?
Technically, Wallace can play the 2, but putting him there sacrifices a lot of what makes off-guards an asset. It's also wholly impractical to ever have him set up shop around the perimeter, since killing, slashing, and exploding at close range are his bread and butter. My Rudy to the Cats fantasy would likely have posed some of the same problems, even if a Gay/Wallace wing duo might seem to make position-based roles hokey and irrelevant. Most importantly, though, they didn't have to take Morrison; he wasn't a consensus #1 or can't-miss brat. He was some goofy kid with high media visibility and mildly distinct image, and there were plenty of guards available who could've sewn up that roster for years on end.
I guess we'll just have to get used to thinking this: Gerald Wallace is no Adam Morrison. GW, Metallica's coming for that number three jersey and brief spot in the sun, get ready to be some contendor's FA steal in a couple of seasons. Oh and Cha-town, you are making a tremendous mistake from which your franchise will never recover.
P.S. Sorry these have been so relatively short. When something major breaks I'll be there with the heater, but as long as things stay trifling I'm conserving my strength.
(You try and type a sentence with any less slang when it's underneath that image.)