The Clippers are all over the SB Nation NBA page these days. Blake Griffin features prominently in Andrew Sharp's State of the NBA Union address. Tom Ziller dutifully reports on Eric Gordon's injury, which sadly followed closely on Mike Prada's exuberant piece on Gordon last week.
But the post that really caught my eye was Ziller's evisceration of Mac Engel's column in Wednesday's Fort Worth Star Telegram. There's been plenty of ludicrous speculation surrounding Griffin from journalists who'd prefer that Blake Superior play for their favorite teams. Most of them display a tenuous grasp of reality, and a near total lack of understanding of the NBA's Collective Bargaining Agreement (CBA). But as Ziller points out, Engel's ramblings have taken the surrealism to a new level.
Not only does Engel show a remarkable level of disengagement with the reality of NBA free agency, the rookie scale and cap rules, but the level of presumption and absurd canyon-leaping is, well, absurd.
Well put, TZ.
A constant source of frustration for the citizens of Clips Nation flows from the basic premise that, because these are the Clippers we are talking about, anything and everything is fair game. Engel's conclusion sums the external view of Clipperdom up nicely:
If it were any other franchise, it would be implausible that the Mavs, or any other team, would be able to sign this type of talent as a free agent. But this is the Clippers, an organization with a history so unbelievable it would be rejected by science fiction.
Griffin will want out by the time he's a free agent. The Mavs need to have the cap space to sign him.