From the Branches: What are you expecting?

Mike Babcock on the lack of scoring among forwards: "What are you expecting?...How many of these guys really score?"

Harlem
By Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?