Hey Thunder fans, I just wrote an article on Canis Hoopus about some possible trade routes that the Timberwolves should look into and two of them were involving the Thunder. So I was just wondering, from OKC fans, what are the thoughts on the trades?

 

 

Here is my actual post on Canis Hoopus..

 

Hypothetical Scenario #2 - trade with the Oklahoma City Thunder

 

Michael Beasley, Luke Ridnour and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Russell Westbrook and filler

 

(Belief that Westbrook wants to be/believes he is the "alpha-dog" of the Thunder... although he's still very young, the Thunder might be inclined to trade Westbrook if a good enough package comes around and/or to get rid of his ego. This trade makes a lot of sense, as Kevin Love and Russell Westbrook are very good friends (both went to UCLA) and are summer workout partners, and on the other side of things, Michael Beasley and Kevin Durant are childhood friends.)

 

C: Darko Milicic/FA signing (Joel Pryzbilla, Samuel Dalembert, Erick Dampier)

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Wesley Johnson

SG: Martell Webster/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Russell Westbrook

 

Hypothetical Scenario #3 - trade with the Oklahoma City Thunder

 

Kevin Love for Serge Ibaka, James Harden and 2011 first round pick (#24 overall)

 

(As stated prior, Kevin Love and Russell Westbrook are very good friends, so this makes sense. Love gives them a strong rebounder and an unselfish "perfect complementary" player that doesn't need to have plays written up for him. The nucleus of Love/Durant/Westbrook makes them a sure fire top 3 team in the league for the next 5-10 years. Although it seems as if the Thunder are determined to mould Ibaka into what they believe will be a great PF, this offer might be too much to resist. Getting Ibaka (who will grow into a center's body in time) would push Beasley to his normal position (PF) and open up a spot for Williams (who believes he will be a SF in the NBA). Although it would be painful to lose the franchise player, this trade would give the Timberwolves a ton of depth and a strong, young, all-around team.)

 

C: Serge Ibaka

PF: Michael Beasley/Anthony Randolph

SF: Derrick Williams/Wesley Johnson

SG: James Harden

PG: Ricky Rubio/Luke Ridnour

 

Thanks for your time, just thought it would be good to see your perspective on both trades. If there are any minor changes you would make to the trades, or any completely alternate offers that I didn't think of, please post them. Also, for what it's worth, both trades had a fairly strong backing on Canis Hoopus and were both believed to be pretty fair for both sides.

Poll

Which trade would be best from an OKC perspective?

17%

Michael Beasley, Luke Ridnour and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Russell Westbrook and filler

8 votes

22%

Kevin Love for Serge Ibaka, James Harden and 2011 first round pick (#24 overall)

10 votes

60%

None of the above

27 votes

45 votes | Poll has closed

 

Just thought i'd think up some scenario's that would be beneficial for the Timberwolves to explore... tell me what you think. All of these trades help both teams and are (what i believe to be) fairly equal. 

 

 

 

 

Hypothetical Scenario #1 - trade with the New Orleans Hornets

 

Ricky Rubio, Michael Beasley and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Chris Paul

 

(There might be belief in New Orleans that Chris Paul might not be back if he hits the open market, or that Paul wants a change of scenery; so it might be a smart time to trade him without losing him for nothing. Rubio, Beasley and 2012 first round pick might be enough to entice New Orleans, as it both helps them in the present and for the future. A move to New Orleans might FINALLY push Rubio to sign a contact in the NBA. Chris Paul would have to agree to sign a long-term contract with the Timberwolves. Paul might approve of the trade as it gives him a legit all-star for years to come in Love and a ton of cap room that could be used on a big FA signing/trade)

 

C: Darko Milicic/FA signing (Joel Pryzbilla, Samuel Dalembert, Erick Dampier)

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Wesley Johnson

SG: Martell Webster/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Chris Paul

 

Hypothetical Scenario #2 - trade with the Oklahoma City Thunder

 

Michael Beasley, Luke Ridnour and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Russell Westbrook and filler

 

(Belief that Westbrook wants to be/believes he is the "alpha-dog" of the Thunder... although he's still very young, the Thunder might be inclined to trade Westbrook if a good enough package comes around and/or to get rid of his ego. This trade makes a lot of sense, as Kevin Love and Russell Westbrook are very good friends (both went to UCLA) and are summer workout partners, and on the other side of things, Michael Beasley and Kevin Durant are childhood friends.)

 

C: Darko Milicic/FA signing (Joel Pryzbilla, Samuel Dalembert, Erick Dampier)

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Wesley Johnson

SG: Martell Webster/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Russell Westbrook

 

Hypothetical Scenario #3 - trade with the Oklahoma City Thunder

 

Kevin Love for Serge Ibaka, James Harden and 2011 first round pick (#24 overall)

 

(As stated prior, Kevin Love and Russell Westbrook are very good friends, so this makes sense. Love gives them a strong rebounder and an unselfish player that doesn't need to have plays written up for him. The nucleus of Love/Durant/Westbrook makes them a sure fire top 3 team in the league for the next 5-10 years. Although they are determined to mould Ibaka into what they believe will be a great PF, this offer might be too much to resist. Getting Ibaka (who will grow into a center's body in time) would push Beasley to his normal position (PF) and open up a spot for Williams (who believes he will be a SF in the NBA). Although it would be painful to lose the franchise player, this trade would give the Timberwolves a ton of depth and a strong, young, all-around team.)

 

C: Serge Ibaka

PF: Michael Beasley/Anthony Randolph

SF: Derrick Williams/Wesley Johnson

SG: James Harden

PG: Ricky Rubio/Luke Ridnour

 

Hypothetical Scenario #4 - trade with the Indiana Pacers

 

2011 first round pick (#2 overall) and Michael Beasley for Danny Granger and filler

 

(Already been rumors of Danny Granger getting traded to the Timberwolves. Helps fix the logjam that would occur if the Timberwolves use their #2 overall pick and Draft Derrick Williams.)

 

C: Darko Milicic/FA signing (Joel Pryzbilla, Samuel Dalembert, Erick Dampier)

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Danny Granger

SG: Wesley Johnson/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Ricky Rubio/Luke Ridnour

 

Hypothetical Scenario #5 - trade with the Indiana Pacers

Ricky Rubio and Michael Beasley for Danny Granger and filler

(As stated prior, there have been rumors of Granger to Minnesota trade. Trading Rubio could push the Timberwolves to trading #2 overall pick and maybe a future first round pick for the #1 overall pick to draft Kyrie Irving. Nucleus of Irving, Love and Granger isnt half bad... and without a doubt the best we've seen since the KG, Sprewell, Cassell days)

 

C: Darko Milicic/FA signing (Joel Pryzbilla, Samuel Dalembert, Erick Dampier)

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Danny Granger/Derrick Williams

SG: Wesley Johnson/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Luke Ridnour

 

Hypothetical Scenario #6 - trade with the Memphis Grizzlies

 

Michael Beasley, Darko Milicic and 2011 first round pick (#20 overall) for Marc Gasol

 

(Memphis might not have enough to sign Marc Gasol to a long-term contact as they've already spent tons on Randolph and Gay. Might be willing to trade Gasol as opposed to losing him in FA.)

 

C: Marc Gasol

PF: Kevin Love

SF: Derrick Williams

SG: Wesley Johnson/FA signing (J.R. Smith, Anthony Parker, Michael Redd)

PG: Ricky Rubio/Luke Ridnour

 

 

 

 

As stated earlier, I'm just trying to have a bit of fun so don't 'hate' please. If enough people are TOTALLY opposed to one of my scenario's then I will change it up to make it more realistic... but I think these are all decent. 

 

Hopefully this will lead to some interesting trade discussion... and hopefully Kahn would look into trading some of these teams (without making an ass of himself.)

 

UPDATED: Added Option #7: None of the Above

Poll

Which trade would be the best for the Timberwolves?

15%

Ricky Rubio, Michael Beasley and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Chris Paul

37 votes

14%

Michael Beasley, Luke Ridnour and 2011 first round pick (#2 overall) for Russell Westbrook and filler

34 votes

19%

Kevin Love for Serge Ibaka, James Harden and 2011 first round pick (#24 overall)

47 votes

3%

2011 first round pick (#2 overall) and Michael Beasley for Danny Granger and filler

8 votes

1%

Ricky Rubio and Michael Beasley for Danny Granger and filler

4 votes

32%

Michael Beasley, Darko Milicic and 2011 first round pick (#20 overall) for Marc Gasol

77 votes

12%

None of the Above

29 votes

236 votes | Poll has closed

Im not sure if anyone has seen this, but it was posted on ESPN awhile ago (you have to be an Insider to see it, so i just thought I would post the whole thing).... If anyone has a good 5-10 minutes of free time I would highly recommend this... 

The Timberwolves' bus pulls up to the Ritz-Carlton in Marina del Rey following an afternoon practice. Players still in workout togs file off. Some have draped towels around their necks, others have fixed ice packs to knees and shoulders. Everything around them seems small: the scurrying bellhop, a lone autograph seeker, an elderly couple in need of directions. It is one of the countless humdrum moments of an NBA season that blur into nothingness.

From a chair inside a dimly lit lounge just off the hotel lobby, Rashad McCants watches his former teammates walk by. He has taken the stroll hundreds of times, but this is the first time he has seen it from the angle of an ex-player. As the Wolves push through the lobby a few of them spot an old pal. "Shaddy!" shouts Corey Brewer, who once battled McCants for minutes. Some wrap him in hugs. McCants grins uncontrollably as he is peppered with questions. Where are you living? When are you coming back? Ryan Gomes offers his new cell number. Al Jefferson sits down to reminisce. He and McCants laugh about the time Kevin McHale put a garbage can by the court after learning that Jefferson had had a birthday party the night before.

Then, just as quickly as they flocked to him, the players head to their rooms. Elevator doors close. A December Santa Ana wind rushes through the now-vacant lobby. Outside, McCants hands over his claim check.

"What room is it under?" the valet asks.

"Al Jefferson."

Good try. "That'll be $12," the valet says.

Every profession has its sore thumbs, employees who stick out because they can't fit in, underpaid, underappreciated or unloved. Or maybe they're just perpetually pissed off. Still, unless you happen to share a cubicle with one, they are someone else's problem. But who wants to pay to see a bristly millionaire play a game? More important, who wants to pay him? Especially in a sport like basketball, where on-court chemistry is paramount. In the confines of an NBA locker room, one sourpuss can send a season into a tailspin. The slightest frown can fray a relationship, label a guy or halt a career.

Just ask McCants. He'll tell you that gainful employment in the NBA is a delicate thing, easily thrown off kilter by meddling forces, real or imagined. A coach who wants to derail your career, too many visits to the psychiatrist, and, well, suddenly you have a tainted aura that, like an oil spill, grows out of control with no hint of containment.

The common refrain about McCants' predicament is that it has never been about his game. "He's a pure talent with a high basketball IQ," former Wolves GM McHale says of his former shooting guard. "Beautiful stroke, great body, everything. His problem was giving himself up to the team." That view is seconded by many who shared his locker room, whether McCants' under-his-breath mumbles were directed at them or not. "In any line of work you have to know how to talk to people and when to bite your tongue," says Kevin Love, who played with McCants two years ago. "Rashad has a me-against-the-world attitude. You have to get past that if you want to help yourself."

McCants, meanwhile, wonders how a player can "get $25 million for being just a shooter," or why guys with criminal records -- McCants has never been arrested or suspended -- somehow get more consideration than he does. "I'm out of the league because of facial expressions?" he asks. "Players get arrested or demand trades, and I'm the one they call difficult?"

It's not easy being the guy who frowned himself out of the NBA.

"They say I don't smile," McCants says. "Does that make me a bad person?" In his eyes he's done everything asked of a good teammate. He sees none of the accountability issues everyone else can't stop talking about. What coaches label as sulking McCants says is just being quiet. "Management doesn't see how well I get along with my teammates when we're hanging out together," he says. "They're not interested in that."

So for now he remains in an unusual and scary place: outside looking in. He's 25, jobless and lugging around a toxic rep in the midst of an unforgiving economy. "He has to grow out of his old mentality," says McHale. "If he doesn't, he won't play in this league again."

McCants lives quietly by himself in a two-bedroom apartment in an upscale complex in LA. An Xbox 360 is connected to a 42-inch, swivel-mounted plasma. On a coffee table in front of a gray velour couch, next to a folded half-eaten bag of cool ranch Doritos, lies a threadbare copy of the Nov. 22, 2004, issue of Sports Illustrated. The cover line reads, "Mystery Man." McCants, in his UNC uni, is the subject.

The flesh-and-blood McCants wears basketball shorts and a white tank top. He adjusts his Yankees cap (one of six he owns) and plops down into a chair that matches the couch. It's six weeks into the 2009-10 NBA season and the muted plasma is tuned to SportsCenter. Subs he once shared minutes with now provide the nightly highlights. Any bravado from his playing days is long gone. "I don't watch the NBA," he says in a voice soft and direct. "I haven't reached the point where I can do that."

He hits rewind on a couple of recent humbling experiences. It's the summer of '09 and McCants is growing anxious over a lack of offers, so he undertakes a quest for answers. "I've heard nothing but bad things about you," Heat coach Erik Spoelstra tells him in the midst of an informal run in Miami. At the Vegas Summer League, Mike D'Antoni says he can't give McCants a shot for fear he'd poison the Knicks' locker room. Tar Heel blood brothers Larry Brown and George Karl barely give him the time of day. Some GMs won't even get on a conference call with him. "Everybody said I wasn't a good fit," he says with genuine sadness. "It felt like I had nowhere to turn. It felt like I died."

One final ray of hope quickly vanished. McCants worked out for the Mavericks, and afterward coach Rick Carlisle asked him to see a psychiatrist. "To find out what was wrong with me," McCants says sarcastically. It was the third time a coach had made such a request. During his freshman year at UNC, coach Matt Doherty sent him to see a "friend" who happened to be a shrink. McCants says 10 minutes into the first visit he was told, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with you." Yet, the next season, new Tar Heels coach Roy Williams asked McCants again to make an appointment. 

Carlisle's interest in McCants didn't last long enough for the Mavs to make him an offer, and by New Year's 2010 he'd begun to realize that the best he could do was a 10-day contract. "The fact that nobody wanted me was so frustrating," he says.

So now he's left to try to get back into the game any way he can. "Do I have to change who I am to fit into an organization?" he wonders aloud. "That's what I'm asking myself."

He also has to ask how it all went wrong.

McCants was drafted by Minnesota with the 14th pick in 2005, and his baggage seemed to arrive before he did. McCants had long been perceived as sullen, moody and aloof, and he did nothing to change perceptions in his new town. He barely smiled when introduced to season ticket-holders, while an admonishment from coaches to be on time elicited an exaggerated eye roll. He wanted you to hear that sigh from across the locker room, a reminder that he didn't think he was getting the touches he deserved.

Funny thing is, off the court he presents like any pro his age. There's the Cheshire Cat smile when he puts the smackdown on an opponent in DJ Hero, the boisterous laugh when friends hit his BlackBerry. Some nights, all the bottles go on his tab. "He's just a fun, solid dude," says Jefferson.

In his first two seasons McCants earned an on-court rep that didn't exactly sync up to the profile either: a quick-trigger shooting guard physical enough to defend small forwards. He bonded with the team's superstar, Kevin Garnett, the two frequently working out together after practice. When McCants awoke from knee surgery in 2006, KG was sitting at the foot of the bed. In 2007-08, under first-year coach Randy Wittman, McCants began to blossom, selected by his peers as a team captain. As Minnesota's second option, he routinely made highlight reels. Future All-Star was what they said. At his season-ending interview, Wittman praised his effort. Brimming with optimism, McCants spent the summer in the area, organizing workouts and early-morning sprints for his teammates.

Thinking he was in Minny for life, he bought a four-bedroom house with a big yard 20 minutes from downtown and lined the basement theater with signed jerseys from guys like Kobe and LeBron. Life was good. In New York he was often a guest of Jay-Z's at 40/40. He stood onstage with Lil Wayne, texted with Chris Paul, partied in Miami with Shaq and D-Wade. His exterior, once Velcro, was suddenly Teflon, all the negatives no longer sticking. Or so he thought.

By training camp in September 2008, the mood had shifted. McCants and Wittman were now on very different pages, and with the coach looking to put his stamp on the team, McCants' star quickly faded. He couldn't move without Wittman getting annoyed. It didn't help that McCants dribbled through his legs excessively during shootarounds. And it was hard to miss Wittman peering over his glasses with disapproval at the card games McCants organized on team flights.

Early in the preseason, McCants was driving to the airport when he realized he'd forgotten his Xbox. Knowing his teammates wanted to play on the plane, he drove home to retrieve it. When he finally boarded, three minutes late, Wittman was waiting. A week later the two had a meeting. The coach told McCants that his teammates were complaining about his selfishness. "My heart was beating so fast," says McCants. "I didn't know what the hell was happening." Then came the kicker. "You've got 11 days to prove you belong on the roster," McCants says the coach told him, from then on not speaking to his player. (Wittman denies that the meeting took place. "I have an open-door policy," he says, "and he never walked in to say I was doing him wrong.")

The situation quickly spiraled. Wittman stripped McCants of his captaincy at a team meeting, bestowing the duties on Jefferson, Mike Miller and Randy Foye. "A couple of those guys didn't even want the responsibility," says McCants, who thought Wittman was trying to break him. Stunned and embarrassed gave way to depressed and confused. "Nobody would talk to me," McCants says. "I didn't know what was going on." (Wittman says he doesn't remember the incident. "I don't even recall his being captain," he says. But several players, including Jefferson and Love, say they remember it distinctly.) His minutes withered. "He had a hard time accepting his role," says Wittman, who's now an assistant coach with the Wizards. "He'd put his head down and pout and not necessarily give 100 percent."

But after a 4-15 start, Wittman was fired and replaced by McHale. Owner Glen Taylor addressed McCants in the locker room in front of the whole team. "We all know Randy Wittman didn't like you," said Taylor. "Kevin McHale does." A changing of the guard, though, changed nothing.

On Dec. 30, after a game in Dallas, McCants flew to Vegas to spend New Year's Eve with his then-girlfriend, Khloe Kardashian. The team was off the next day, so he had time to recover, fly back and make a shootaround on Jan. 2. But McHale caught wind of his revelry and, by McCants' lights, the coach was none too pleased. "He didn't like the fact I was dating a celebrity," McCants says. "He thought I wasn't putting basketball first." (McHale insists McCants' personal life was irrelevant: "I'm old. I didn't even know who Khloe Kardashian was.")

McCants was benched for the first 14 games of 2009. By then the team had decided he wasn't in its plans. "At that point they were just doing him wrong," says Jefferson. "And there was no explanation for it." McCants' agent called daily to ask for a trade, and finally, an hour before the deadline, he was shipped off to the Kings.

McCants played well for his new team, averaging 10.3 points in 19.4 minutes, but a chip remained firmly planted on his shoulder. "I talked to some people in Sacramento after the fact, and they had the same problems with Rashad," says McHale. But McCants says that in an exit interview, Kings interim coach Kenny Natt told him he wished he could have done more for him. Natt, though, did have a question for McCants: "Has anyone ever told you your body language is bad? You look like you're mad at the world."

"Just because I'm not chipper like I just drank a pot of coffee doesn't mean I'm a bad guy," says McCants. And he does have his supporters. Dwane Casey, McCants' first NBA coach, says he never had a problem with Rashad. And don't get his father, James, started. James, who, with his wife, Brenda, raised Rashad and his two younger sisters in a tidy, middle-class neighborhood in Asheville, N.C., strictly enforced evening curfews and made sure his son did his chores and homework before hitting the blacktop. "He had it together as a kid," James says, "because he knew if he didn't he had to deal with me." James says people often misread his son initially but warm up once they get to know him.

It's a luxury not afforded many guys in the association. What team execs see are not-so-subtle body language cues that scream lack of interest. The slow walk back to the bench for timeouts. The thousand-yard stare. "He had the tendency to disengage," says McHale. "Unless you're incredibly, ridiculously talented, you can't get away with that." Teammates who couldn't break through the facade would go to McHale to ask if they had done something wrong. "I'd tell them, 'That's Rashad, and you just have to deal with it,'" he says. It remains a touchy subject for many involved. "He's a talented guy who played hard," says former teammate Love. "But he seemed to have his own agenda. I'm a fan of his as a player, but maybe not so much as a person." Love turns to his locker neighbor, Brian Cardinal. "Why do you think Rashad is out of the league?" he asks.

"I'm not touching that," Cardinal says before walking away. Another player, who declined to be named, walks up and slaps his own arms. "Because of these right here," he says referring to McCants' tattoos. "He lives by those." On their old teammate's right biceps is written BORN TO BE HATED, on the left DYING TO BE LOVED. "On the floor he was cocky and arrogant a lot of the time," says Foye. "Other times he just kept to himself. His motivations were maybe different than everybody else's." McHale pauses when asked if McCants was interested in making friends. "You know, I don't know."

Down a grimy, narrow street in the Valley crammed with third-rate auto body shops sits a red-brick health club. This is where the baby steps of McCants' comeback are taken. Since November he has worked out six days a week under the watchful eye of training guru Joe Abunassar. On a mild winter afternoon, McCants enters the gym dressed in a skintight black bodysuit and Jordan shorts. There are diamond studs in his ears, and the flat brim of another Yankees cap is cocked to the side. The gait is that of a world-class athlete. And from the broad shoulders to the slim waist, the V-shape torso is what scouts mean when they talk about an NBA body.

McCants' massive hands cradle the ball, covering it like water over the earth's surface. As he begins shooting drills one thing fast becomes evident: This game does not belong on this floor. The near flawless mechanics -- squared shoulders, high release, perfect follow-through -- are designed for an NBA arena. Nowhere in the change-of-direction dribbles and stepbacks is movement wasted. With each feathery shot, his presence here becomes all the more strange. "When I met him I asked what he did to piss everybody off," says Abunassar. "I said, 'You must have been a real ass. Did you blow up somebody's house?'" GMs may not love McCants, but they're all over Abunassar. "They don't ask about his game," he says. "They ask about his head. I tell them all he needs is the chance."

McCants knows it, too. Six months ago he scoffed at the idea of a 10-day contract. Four months ago the D-League was beneath him. But his extended unemployment has melted his stubbornness. In its place is a new financial reality. McCants lives comfortably but far from the lifestyle he once enjoyed. Aside from his rented pad, a Mercedes-Benz CL 63 AMG and Yukon Hybrid, he has few obligations. His house in Minnesota has been up for sale for over a year. "Tough market," he says with irony. Many of his perks have dried up. He bought the Nikes stacked in boxes around his apartment. He eats at Subway and Panda Express, or makes sandwiches on wheat bread. His only extravagances are those lime-green video game cases that litter his apartment. And acting classes. He sees himself on the silver screen one day. "It's about letting yourself go and becoming someone else entirely," he says.

 

Also, this was just posted on Yahoo! Sports today:

http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/ball_dont_lie/post/Rashad-McCants-will-give-his-D-League-paycheck-t;_ylt=AhfJMWYRy6aL.XT24o.XavgjPaB4?urn=nba-290216

It's nice to see that someone who everyone believed was cocky and all-about-himself is doing something like this.

Just thought I would post these two articles, and see what people have to say... 

Since our atrocious draft day I have been trying to get inside of David Kahn's mind (not literally of course) and attempting to figure out what exactly his plans are for this franchise and its future direction. I've been looking through our current roster and the possible free agents David (I think its safe to say I can refer to him by his first name) has been targeting; and from this I have been looking at trends and hints at how to answer these questions that plague us all. What is David thinking?... Signing Darko Milicic and Nikola Pekovic? Drafting Nemaja Bjelica? Trying hard to sign David Lee? just to name a few.. 

Currently this is our roster, more specifically our front court with David Lee in place of Al Jefferson (which according to Chad Ford of ESPN, is highly possible):

 

 

Kevin Love

Darko Milicic

Nikola Pekovic

Nemaja Bjelica

Greg Steimsma (still a possibility) 

David Lee

Ryan Hollins (sadly)

 

 

What is the trend?.. Yes, that is right, they are all white... except for Ryan Hollins, which leads me to believe that Hollins is on his way out (either through outright release or David somehow conning another team in trying to acquire him) David Kahn is trying to assemble the first all-white frontcourt in approximately 30 (just a guess) years. Amazing, truly amazing. 

 

P.S - this post was just a joke and meant to be comical during this "WTF" (so far) offseason and hopefully doesnt offend anyone (?)

Hey everyone, I have been following Bolts from the Blue for a long time but just recently "officially" became a member. I was just wondering if anyone knows of a place where it is possible to download (preferably) or watch Chargers games? (even if it isnt live) Currently, I live in Canada and do not get the majority of Chargers games or NFL games on TV (except for the bills... sadly) If anyone could help it would be GREATLY appreciated.. it really sucks having to follow the box score most sunday's instead of having the opportunity to watch it

But yea, if anyone knows where i could download or watch games I would be forever in your debt! 

Thank you