I don’t know about you, for me summertime is the season of sadness. This sounds wild to say, but let me explain. It’s the season where you experience high gas prices, heat waves, and worst of them all, no NBA basketball.
It’s a cruel existence, especially after experiencing the highs of free agency madness, where our two favorite basement dwellers Shams Charania and Adrian Wojanoaski battle for our hearts in who breaks the news first.
Now that the big names are off the board and summer league has come and gone, we have nothing to do besides debate about ridiculous basketball hypotheticals or go outside and face the wrath of mother nature.