This damn team

Motherfuckers.  You’d think I would be used to disappointment, being a Timberwolves fan.  But it’s not even that they’re bad, it’s that they can’t close out.  A team approaching Thanksgiving with one win would not be as painful if they were getting blown out by superior teams every night.  But fuck, these have been games that even a halfway decent team could have won.  When most teams have a lead in the 4th quarter, they can at least hold on to it half the time.  Or one third of the time.  Or one fourth of the time.  But usually more than all of the times.

Fuck Randy Wittman.  Yeah, you somehow convinced this team to not give up last year when any group of reasonable individuals would have, but does that mean you have to start Jason Collins’ contract?  Fuck non-existent point guard.  Bassy can’t stay not in foul trouble long enough to start and Randy Foye is not a point guard and never will be.  Fuck Corey Brewer.  Dude, you aren’t good.  I want you to succeed, but you’re playing like someone who shouldn’t be on an NBA roster right now, let alone challenging for a starting spot.  Fuck Rashad McCants.  No, you suck.  Fuck Mike Miller.  De-fense?  Do those syllables ring a bell?  Fuck Craig Smith.  Being the funny short guy gets old when you’re one-dimensional ass hell and not good at that one dimension.  Fuck Ryan Gomes.  You can’t hold down a starting spot on THIS team?  Why would anyone want to sign you to a long-term contract?  Fuck Kevin Love.  Having one good game doesn’t mean you can take the next week off, and where are all these damn outlets I heard so much about?  Even fuck the Unstoppable Al Jefferson.  Why are you settling for these little J’s when you’re being triple-teamed?  Show some confidence in these jerks and they might make an important shot once in awhile.

I mean, shit.