Imagine being the person that had to tell got traded to the Cleveland . You walk into the room, exchange a few pleasantries, and then you say, "Okay, Baron, we need to talk..." Then you tell him that there's been a trade, and he's leaving the beautiful weather and beautiful women of Los Angeles for... Cleveland, Ohio!he
It's the most obvious, but vicious, practical joke.
But then it happened...
And in a sick way, it is kind of hilarious. Baron's already struggled to stay motivated and in shape with the; what happens when he's playing for the worst team in the league, a coach ( ) that he absolutely hated in New Orleans? I'm imagining a more spiteful version of . Not just gaining weight and losing interest, but doing all of it to prove a point.
Baron's revolution in Cleveland will not be televised, but here's to hoping it will involve hot dogs on the bench, dozens of donut boxes decorating his locker, and lots and lots of on-court yawning.
Of course, he could just skip out on Cleveland altogether. Ric Bucher said as much on ESPN:
"...the big question for me right now is, will we see Baron Davis actually in a Cavaliers' uniform? Because that 'knee injury' [air quotes] that caused him to sit out last night's game, I could see that become a real serious issue."
Damnit! That's a perfectly reasonable strategy on Baron's end, but it'd be such a buzzkill. I mean, we've seen players tank before (Eddy Curry,, Carmelo in Denver), but Baron Davis has the potential to turn in a Hall-of-Fame half-assed performance in Cleveland.
Can he shoot 25 flat-footed threes in one night? Can he gain 25 pounds in six weeks? The sky is the limit for Baron in Cleveland, and whatever happens to the Cavs, we're all winners if we get to watch Baron's Revolution. In that spirit, here's to hoping that "knee injury" improves ASAP.