I realize that it's a very, very common thing for the sports-obsessed to declare, for no particularly good reason, that they could put together a better team than (insert name of whatever inept owner/president/GM you like).
And it's usually got about as much validity as the guy who claims that hell, he'd go a round or two with Mike Tyson for $172,192,192 million smackeroos. See, JimBob, the problem is that no, you wouldn't, because you'd never get the chance, and, if you did, he'd very likely rip your head from your shoulders.
But I honestly think that our pet rat would do just about as good a job assembling an NBA team as Isiah has. (Plus as an added bonus no one would get sexually harassed. Peanut expenses would skyrocket, but that's about it.)
As if paying Marbury roughly the GDP of Angola wasn't enough, Zeke's decided that adding Steve Francis is a good idea. Who cares if he dribbles the ball for twenty seconds every possession, never passes, and comes with a contract with roughly $50 million remaining on it?
And that deal comes on the heels of picking up Jalen Rose, yet another overpaid smaller dude that likes to shoot, like, a lot.
Is this some sneaky, convoluted plot designed to drive Larry Brown insane, by stockpiling ball-hogging, shoot-first wee people? Who's next? Allen Iverson? Ricky Davis? Steve Francis? (Oh snap, that's right, they just traded for him.)