Seven years ago, my older sister took me to the Timberwolves season opener during the lockout shortened 2011-12 season. I was a broke college student almost done collecting debt at the University of St. John’s and she knew how fanatical I was about the team. She knew I had to be there to soak up a moment that was years in the making.
I had been obsessing over the arrival of Ricky Rubio for two years after David Kahn drafted his prized Spanish Unicorn, and No. 2 pick, Derrick Williams, was supposed to be the next big thing at forward in the league.