The Gay-Prince-Calderon trade (No? How about Prince-Gay-nevermind) has elicited responses portraying it as the new anti-super friends NBA, the penny pinching, oafish-operator error to an all-around salary dump deal. But forget the armchair-business weekly takes on this. The real deal with Memphis moving on from Rudy Gay is the real trade season is now in season, erm, session.
As far as the oafish operator critique goes, the Grizzlies acquiring a young and improving Ed Davis (who is still on his rookie contract) and a quality small forward with championship pedigree, in Tayshaun Prince, doesn’t exactly sound like they’re giving up on the season. But that all depends on highly you value an inefficient scorer and 40% shooter who just so happens to be of first tier athleticism. Bottom line: Rudy Gay isn’t James Harden. He isn’t Kevin Durant. In my mind, he’s closer to
Anyway, the Raptors moving Jose Calderon pretty much takes both he and Kyle Lowry off the market, while sending Davis out gives Amir Johnson the lion’s share of frontcourt minutes alongside Gay in Toronto until Andrea Bargnani and Jonas Valanuciuniuas get traded or get back, respectively.
As far as Detroit goes, I have no idea what they think they’re doing. Acquiring Calderon gets them out from under Prince’s contract, sure, but to shepherd younguns like Brandon Knight? Okay. I guess they had to move Prince for something, but I’m sure there are those who thought it would be, oh, who are we kidding? Detroit, Detroit.
Other, not unrelated developments in the NBA: injury news. Glen Davis just broke his foot and Rajon Rondo is the latest point guard to befall (to the curse?) an exploded knee. What these injuries mean for evolving the Eastern Conference standings is, um, very little, in Orlando’s case, but for Boston and their 8th seed it would seem a white flag on their season. And as for the trade landscape, it would mean one of the biggest ticket buyers could now be sellers as Boston had keen interest in Orlando sharpshooter, JJ Redick. Now? Boston could be putting one or all of their offseason signings on the market in an attempt to get a leg up on next year, ranging from old gunner, Jason Terry to Rick Adelman favorite, Courtney Lee. They won’t be going after unrestricted free agents like Redick unless they’re unloading salary like their hall of famers, KG and Paul Pierce — and that would be a shot heard around the world.
After another night spent watching the Wolves try to (tortured metaphor alert) thread the incredibly shrinking eye of the needle that is their unstretchable offensive floor spacing, the time to move or move on would seem to have come. The first big dollar dominos have fallen.