If you don’t want to feel old, don’t read this next sentence:
Feel old yet? Are the grey hairs growing like wildfire? Are you reminiscing on the times when Chandler Parsons was not a pompous, egotistical, narcissistic pain in the butt, or at least came across as one far from the sort?
The rise and fall of Chandler Parsons’ Houston Rockets career is a magnificent one. He started out as one of the most promising second-round prospects the Rockets had had in years, and Parsons was looking like one of Daryl Morey’s greatest finds even though he was hidden in plain sight.