Word now is that Isiah Thomas and Florida International no longer have prep pariah Lance Stephenson in their sights. As smarmy as the whole situation surrounding this NYC wunderkind is, he and his whattayagotforus parents shouldn’t be worrying about if the kid is going to be ballin’ anywhere in the States next winter.
They should be nervous over tomorrow night’s draft.
I agree with the growing cacophony of critics that the NBA’s requirement that prepsters wait a year to be eligible is a really bad rule. Not to mention woefully unfair. Why, why, why it ain’t free enterprise. It’s un American.
Listen, I think basketballers jumping right from high school to the pros really hurts the game I love more than any other: college hoops. But, it will survive those jumpers. It will survive a legit minor pay for play league, should one evolve. (It was Isiah Thomas who ran the last one into the ground.) And, maybe those developments would make college hoops even more charming than it has been for years.
Maybe such moves would dampen some of the uberhype. Maybe just maybe they’d start playing post season games in — get this for a really unique idea — honest to Betsy basketball arenas. Just visualize Jim Host announcing that the new arena got the Final Four for 2016.
Plus it would allow kids to follow their dreams. Sorry Cats fans but John Wall should be wearing red and black next year. Playing for the Bulls. Or Portland. Johnny Dumbbutt from ShamaLama Prep who hasn’t a chance of playing for pay in the States should also be able to live out his delusions. It’s the patriotic way. Let him sit at home and not hear Stuart Scott yell his name on Draft night.
If high schoolers want to try to go straight to the NBA, let ‘em. If they come to college, make ‘em play three years at least.
It’s a win win for everyone. Except, of course, for Johnny Dumbbutt, who, if he’s lucky will end up fixing roofs for his cousin. Or, end up riding around Turkey in a bus, hoping to get paid for his 4.2 ppg and 2.9 rpg as a reserve on the Dyarbakir FigStuffers.
– Seedy K