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Season Journal
Standings
| # | Team | W | L | Pts |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest | 14 | 1 | 28 |
| 2 | New York Over-Timers | 13 | 2 | 26 |
| 3 | Detroit Engine-Roar | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 4 | Boston Ring-Chasers | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 5 | Houston Blast-Off | 10 | 5 | 20 |
| 6 | San Antonio Skyscrapers | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 7 | Cleveland Twin-Towers | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 8 | Denver Horse-Track | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 9 | Phoenix No-Defense | 7 | 8 | 14 |
| 10 | Toronto Border-Patrol | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 11 | Los Angeles Nursing-Home | 5 | 10 | 10 |
| 12 | Minnesota Ice-Wall | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 13 | My Team | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 14 | Orlando Magic-Beans | 3 | 12 | 6 |
| 15 | Philadelphia Injury-Report | 2 | 13 | 4 |
| 16 | Miami Heart-Attack | 1 | 14 | 2 |
Pre-season
Let's not beat around the bush: tonight is going to be one hell of a show. The arena is packed, the air is unbreathable with tension, and the lights just went out for the pregame laser show. We're talking about a franchise that has weathered every storm: lockouts, star injuries, catastrophic trades, rebuilds that never seemed to end. And they're still here, standing tall, with the same fire in their belly. This club is a survivor. And when survivors bite, they don't let go. The team with no name, baby! If you paid for your ticket tonight, there's one reason and one reason only, and that reason's name is Ann Franklin. The woman is massive, marathon-runner cardio, and surgeon's hands. This woman catches a ball mid-flight the way you grab the remote off the couch. Except she follows it up with a spin move, a step-back, and a 30-footer that doesn't even touch the rim. Nothing but net. Every single time. Like the basket is magnetized to the damn ball. You want to know the difference between a good player and a damn franchise player? It's the fourth quarter. When the legs are burning, when the lungs are begging for mercy, when the scoreboard is taunting you with a tight score, that's when she lights up. Like a diesel engine finally hitting its temperature. The first three quarters are the warm-up. The fourth quarter is her hunting ground. And the prey? It's the teams that thought they had a chance. Moment of truth, folks. You see the girl at the end of the bench, the one who looks completely lost among the giants? That's Ann Franklin. A nurse in civilian life. The kind of guy who handles bare hands better than a basketball, and who somehow ended up on a professional roster because the coach "had a vision." A vision, ladies and gentlemen. Probably somewhere between her second and third mojito at the All-Star Weekend party. Ann Franklin has a unique playing style: she runs a lot, understands very little, and has an unfortunate tendency to treat the game and the basketball exact same way. The fans already love her. Not for her stats (she has none) but because every time she steps on the court, it's Christmas morning. The budget? Look, I've seen GoFundMe campaigns with more money. We're below the salary floor, which means the league is literally going to HAND them cash to hit the legal minimum. It's embarrassing, but it's also a plan: tank hard, finish last, snag the first overall pick, and rebuild. The problem is they've been tanking for three years and never landed the top pick. Bad luck has a name, and it's this damn franchise.
Matchday 1 — vs Detroit Engine-Roar
99-110 (L)
Latto locks eyes with the opponent! The stare of a rapper who means business!
Latto shoots short! Not enough juice! Even a rapper would cringe!
This guy with rings on every finger Kamala Harris commits the 5-second violation! Clock management limited stamina!
Kamala Harris gets burned on the switch! Hotter than a geomatics analyst's worst day on the job!
Ann Franklin hits the mid-range! The sweet spot, just like their bare hands placement!
Halftime whistle! Ann Franklin grabs a towel and collapses on the bench. Little scoop: Ann Franklin collects Pokemon cards. That Charizard is worth more than her first contract. Back on the court. The crowd greets them with a standing ovation.
Ice Spice waves off the play! The authority of a rapper in that gesture!
Latto misses the layup! Even the fiery bars would have gone in easier!
This hungry young player Angel Reese recognizes the over-help and punishes it!
Kamala Harris leans on their knees! Gassed, but the geomatics analyst keeps going!
This dude putting the league on notice Latto tips the hat to the winner. Respect despite the pain.
Angel Reese mutters 'damn' under her breath. Ann Franklin says 'yeah' in the same tone. On my end, I ate three chocolate bars during the timeouts. Sports make you hungry, even in the booth. Good night! And now: 'Naked and Afraid: Lost in the Shopping Mall.'
Matchday 2 — vs Miami Heart-Attack
96-102 (L)
Ice Spice announces themselves! The rapper has arrived and the building knows it!
Angel Reese goes to work the Spalding into nothing! Defense that's basically a suggestion on full display tonight!
Angel Reese with the backcourt violation! This who-is-this-guy player under too much pressure!
Angel Reese, this smooth operator, gets exploited in the switch! Injury-prone body exposed in the mismatch!
Ice Spice scores on the putback! Recycling the fiery bars is second nature for a rapper!
End of the first half. Angel Reese is beet red but still standing. Locker room anecdote: Angel Reese talks to a sock called 'Assistant Coach.' We don't judge. The players are back. Some look fresh, others... Not so much.
Kamala Harris, this basketball god, yells at the coaching staff! Tendency to rush causing friction!
Angel Reese, this swiss-army-knife type, gets the look facing the rim but the lid's on the rim!
This hall-of-fame lock Kamala Harris runs the pick-and-pop to perfection! Tactical mastery!
Kamala Harris finds a second wind! The geomatics analyst engine roars back to life!
This hungry young player Angel Reese shakes hands and moves on. In the end, occasional mental lapses proved costly.
Kamala Harris bites the inside of her cheek. Latto pinches the bridge of her nose. During the break, I tried doing crunches behind the console. My back remembers. Until next time! Up next: 'Life Unplugged: A Day Without WiFi.' A shocking documentary.
Matchday 3 — vs Orlando Magic-Beans
109-98 (W)
Game time! Kamala Harris and this undisputed superstar ready to put on a show at the field house!
Angel Reese attacks from the right corner and finishes with a two-handed slam! Too good!
Angel Reese, this smooth operator, swats it into the third row! A perfect contest!
Angel Reese, this swiss-army-knife type, finds the rolling big man! A fadeaway jumper off the assist!
Kamala Harris communicates the switch! Clear as a geomatics analyst's instructions!
Rest. Ice Spice buries her head in a wet towel and doesn't move. Did you know? Ice Spice launched a basketball podcast. Two episodes. Zero listeners. Still going. Jump ball to restart. Let the second half begin!
Kamala Harris knocks it down! Solid as a geomatics analyst with their bare hands in hand!
The building is buzzing! Ann Franklin and a crowd fully behind them creating magic!
This seasoned vet Ice Spice dives for the loose ball! Night-in night-out consistency on every play!
Ice Spice, the rapper from the day shift, is writing their story on the den tonight!
Angel Reese sits on the bench with a smile! This player nobody saw coming job well done!
Ann Franklin performs an absolutely ridiculous victory dance. Kamala Harris imitates it. It's worse. I drank so much coffee tonight I'm going to commentate in my sleep. That's a wrap! And now, the network's masterpiece: 'My Cat, My Battle.' Don't miss the finale.
Matchday 4 — vs Philadelphia Injury-Report
117-91 (W)
Kamala Harris takes the court to a cathedral silence! The geomatics analyst with their bare hands is here!
Ann Franklin nails a finger roll from deep! Range like their bare hands reaching across the workshop!
Angel Reese, this smooth operator, contests everything back to the basket! A killer instinct on full display!
Latto sees the floor! The awareness of a rapper scanning the fiery bars!
Latto finds the angle! The angle rapper uses for the fiery bars!
Halftime. Ice Spice wolfs down an energy bar in two bites. Anecdote: Ice Spice once shot at the wrong basket during warm-ups. Nobody has forgotten. Back on the hardwood. The tension has gone up a notch.
Kamala Harris, this basketball god, threads the needle for a layup at the buzzer!
The crowd chants Ice Spice's name! Immense pressure for the rapper with their hot mic!
Latto sets the perfect screen! Built like a rapper who doesn't skip leg day!
This next-level player Latto with a performance for the ages! A sequence that will go viral chapter!
Ice Spice shakes hands! The handshake of a rapper who respects the fiery bars!
Ann Franklin and Kamala Harris pretend to fish Angel Reese out of the crowd. They pull hard. Your commentator survived one game, four coffees, and a sandwich of questionable date. Thanks for tonight. And now: '60 Minutes: The Secrets of the Office Coffee Machine.'
Matchday 5 — vs Phoenix No-Defense
79-114 (L)
The game begins and Angel Reese is ready! You can see silky smooth technique written all over her face!
Kamala Harris misses the bunny! A geomatics analyst dropping the game from point-blank!
Angel Reese with a wild pass that sails out! This newcomer giving it away!
Ice Spice, this swiss-army-knife type, loses the assignment! Easy bucket over limited stamina!
Latto shakes their head! A rapper who can't believe that just happened!
The players leave the court. Ann Franklin clings to the tunnel railing. Juicy anecdote: Ann Franklin was caught dancing the Macarena in the showers. Alone. Here they come. You can read the determination on their faces.
Air ball from Kamala Harris! Being a geomatics analyst doesn't help with shooting, apparently!
This potential breakout star Angel Reese signals to the bench! Needs a blow! Injury-prone body!
Latto with the bad read! Misreading the play like misreading the fiery bars!
Ice Spice walks away muttering! Muttering about the fiery bars under their breath!
Ice Spice shoots to the tunnel in disappointment. This player on the come-up will learn from this.
Ann Franklin rips off her headband and throws it on the ground. Latto picks up her own and folds it carefully. Tonight my voice traveled three octaves. Baritone to soprano. Basketball does that to you. Thanks for watching. Coming up: '48 Hours: The Secret Life of Roundabouts.' Essential viewing.
Matchday 6 — vs Los Angeles Nursing-Home
106-115 (L)
Tip-off! Kamala Harris gets us started! Let's go!
Ice Spice bricks it! Not the same accuracy as spitting the fiery bars!
Angel Reese goes to work into a dead end back to the basket! Turnover! Occasional mental lapses!
Ann Franklin loses the screen battle! Occasional mental lapses around the picks!
An off-balance shot from Angel Reese! Another dagger! This newcomer closing the door!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Kamala Harris to massage her thighs. Small detail: Kamala Harris whistles the national anthem before every game. Off-key. Consistently off-key. Break's over, the players take their positions.
Latto looks to the heavens! A rapper praying for their hot mic to work!
This dark horse Angel Reese shanks a thunderous slam under the basket! That's uncharacteristic!
Latto with the perfect cut! Precision of a rapper with their hot mic!
Ice Spice labors up the court! Trudging like a rapper dragging the fiery bars!
Angel Reese lets fly past the media. This hungry young player not in the mood to talk.
Ice Spice looks like someone who hasn't slept in three days. Kamala Harris looks like someone who won't sleep tonight. I spent the evening standing up and sitting down every thirty seconds. My Fitbit is congratulating me. We're signing off. And now: 'Musical Chairs: Subway Seat Edition.' Winner takes all.
Matchday 7 — vs Toronto Border-Patrol
109-108 (W)
Ann Franklin gets the starting nod! A nurse starting with their bare hands confidence!
Ann Franklin, this swiss-army-knife type, blankets the shooter from the right corner! No daylight!
This household name Kamala Harris muscles up a step-back three but can't get it to fall!
Kamala Harris drops a layup from the left wing! Range that would impress any geomatics analyst!
Ann Franklin runs the offense! Running it like a nurse runs the show!
Coach calls everyone back. Angel Reese drags her feet toward the tunnel. Did you know? Angel Reese has a personal mini-fridge in the locker room. Nobody knows what's inside. We resume. Eyes locked in, jaws clenched.
Kamala Harris hits the big shot! Precision worthy of their bare hands when it matters most!
Ice Spice swats it away! A perfect contest with that rapper strength!
The entire arena rises for Latto! A rapper lifted by their hot mic and love!
Kamala Harris orchestrates the final play! Conducting the finale with their bare hands!
This well-respected player Latto wraps up a sensational performance! Victory is sweet!
Angel Reese slides across the court in her socks while Kamala Harris splashes water on everyone. Your favorite commentator survived. It's not much, but it's honest work. That's it for tonight. Coming up: 'True Confessions: I Put Ketchup on Pasta.'
Matchday 8 — vs Minnesota Ice-Wall
123-100 (W)
Angel Reese looks dialed in from the start! An unmatched feel for the game preparation showing!
This respected competitor Latto does it again! A reverse layup with effortless precision!
Latto wins the rebound battle! Snatched it like a rapper on the clock!
This guy with a proven track record Latto leads the fast break and dishes! Easy bucket off the assist!
Kamala Harris sets the screen at the perfect angle! This all-time great cerebral play!
Break! Angel Reese heads straight to the bathroom moment she hits the locker room. Anecdote: Angel Reese threw up before her first pro game. No more pre-game burgers ever since. Come on, second half! The best is yet to come. Or the worst. Who knows.
Angel Reese fades away the leather with purpose! A bank shot! This raw talent means business!
This undisputed superstar Kamala Harris acknowledges the fans! Wild stands of mutual respect!
Kamala Harris, this scrappy guard, repositions on defense! An unmatched feel for the game collective effort!
Kamala Harris's journey from the game to a two-handed slam inspires a crowd fully behind them!
Angel Reese goes to work in triumph! The final buzzer sounds! That's a W!
Angel Reese makes a heart with her hands toward the camera. Kamala Harris makes a bigger heart. Latto makes a massive heart. I learned that Angel Reese's father was a nurse. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Good night everyone! Coming up: 'Boot Camp: Supermarket Checkout Line Edition.' Discipline.
Matchday 9 — vs Houston Blast-Off
89-116 (L)
Kamala Harris opens with a finger roll! This basketball god making an early statement!
A finger roll attempt by Angel Reese falls short! Injury-prone body in the legs!
Ann Franklin turns it over in the three-point line! Butterfingers from this nurse!
Ice Spice turns the head and loses the man! This established player napping defensively!
Ann Franklin with the tough sky hook through contact! This dude out of nowhere won't be denied!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Latto to massage her thighs. Fun fact: Latto was voted best-looking player on the team. By her mom. In a poll she created herself. Here we go. Tactical adjustments have been made.
Ice Spice storms to the bench! Heated! This rapper doesn't handle losing well!
Ice Spice, this player making noise, fumbles the finish along the baseline! Back to the drawing board!
Kamala Harris calls the audible! Adapting on the fly, that's geomatics analyst mentality!
Angel Reese misses from fatigue! This player nobody saw coming can't get the elevation from downtown!
Ann Franklin tells reporters: 'Tomorrow we competes better, like the game!'
Ann Franklin's eyes are glassy. Latto mumbles 'we'll get them next time' without believing it. My evening in one word? Epic. In two words? Epic and loud. That's a wrap! Coming up: 'What Would You Do: People Who Say Hello in the Elevator.' Exposing the truth.
Matchday 10 — vs Denver Horse-Track
76-120 (L)
Kamala Harris lets fly with energy from the opening whistle! This undisputed superstar locked in!
Latto, this combo guard, loses the handle and the opportunity! Sometimes predictable game!
This player on the come-up Latto with turnover number points! Injury-prone body is piling up!
Ann Franklin fouls trying to recover! Desperate as a nurse chasing the game!
This certified GOAT candidate Kamala Harris fouls hard out of frustration! Hot head showing!
Well-deserved break. Latto looks like someone who just ran a marathon. Physio's confession: Latto purrs when you massage her calves. Like a cat. A big cat. We're back! The players look fired up.
Angel Reese clanks another one off the rim! This rising star needs to find rhythm!
Latto grimaces through the effort! The grimace of a rapper finishing the fiery bars!
Kamala Harris throws it away! A pass worse than a geomatics analyst tossing the game!
Kamala Harris slaps the floor in frustration! Slapping harder than a geomatics analyst hits the workbench!
This legit talent Ice Spice congratulates the opponent. Class in defeat from this legit talent.
Ice Spice's complexion is grey. Latto's is red. Defeat comes in different colors. I spent the evening explaining basketball rules to my new intern. He still thinks you can walk with the ball. That's it. Up next: 'Anthony Bourdain Visits: The Park-and-Ride in Poughkeepsie.' Culture shock.
Matchday 11 — vs New York Over-Timers
89-112 (L)
Opening possession for Kamala Harris! First touch, like first touch of their bare hands!
This seasoned vet Latto whiffs on a two-handed slam! The crowd groans!
Ann Franklin commits the live-ball turnover! Their bare hands would be ashamed!
This respected competitor Ice Spice fouls reaching in! Defense that's basically a suggestion on defense!
Ann Franklin hits at with seconds left on the clock! Clutch like a nurse meeting a deadline!
Break! Ann Franklin heads straight to the bathroom moment she hits the locker room. Anecdote: Ann Franklin once wore her jersey inside out for the entire first quarter. Nobody dared say anything. Back on the court. The coach changed the starting five, that'll be a surprise.
Kamala Harris stares in disbelief! The look of a geomatics analyst who just lost everything!
Ice Spice misses the runner! Stick to the day job, buddy!
This respected competitor Latto switches defensive assignments on the fly! Nerves of steel!
Ann Franklin gulps water! As thirsty as a nurse reaching for the game!
Latto consoles teammates! The heart of a rapper in that moment!
Ice Spice takes off her shoes and carries them like a ghost. Kamala Harris follows the same path. Your commentator broke his personal screaming record tonight. My throat is not thanking me. That's a wrap! And now, 'The Price Is Right: Why Nobody Answers the Phone Anymore.'
Matchday 12 — vs Cleveland Twin-Towers
101-112 (L)
This player nobody saw coming Angel Reese comes out firing! A reverse layup in the first minute!
Ice Spice can't find the range! Their hot mic has better accuracy than that!
Kamala Harris, this lightning-quick little man, gets called for the carry! Lack of consistency in ball-handling!
Ice Spice, this versatile guy, fouls unnecessarily driving to the hoop! Heavy feet!
What a play by Ann Franklin! A double-clutch layup from way beyond the arc! This guy nobody was talking about is cooking!
Halftime whistle! Ann Franklin grabs a towel and collapses on the bench. Anecdote of the day: Ann Franklin forgot her shorts on the last road trip. Played in borrowed shorts two sizes too big. Resumption imminent. The players wrap up their express warm-up.
Ice Spice, this versatile guy, pounds the scorer's table! Tendency to force bad shots on full display!
Latto, this solid build, wastes a golden chance with a wild devastating dunk!
Angel Reese, this guy nobody was talking about, manages the clock beautifully in the extra period!
Latto drags their feet! Heavy as their hot mic at the end of a shift!
Angel Reese, this dude out of nowhere, takes the loss hard. Ego the size of Texas at the wrong moments.
Latto isolates in a corner, back against the wall. Ann Franklin tries to talk. She raises a hand to say no. Fun fact: my sound engineer fell asleep during the second quarter. I woke him with an elbow. We're done for tonight. And now: 'Ancient Aliens: The True History of the Coffee Break.'
Matchday 13 — vs Boston Ring-Chasers
91-112 (L)
Kamala Harris starts in the rim protector! Playing the rim protector the way a geomatics analyst plays with their bare hands!
Ice Spice misses at the buzzer! A rapper who missed the deadline!
Intercepted! Ann Franklin's pass snatched right out of the air! A nurse would never be that careless!
Kamala Harris watches helplessly! A geomatics analyst watching the game fall off the shelf!
What a shot from Ann Franklin! A nurse bringing their bare hands energy to the arena!
Break! Latto has left a puddle of sweat at every step through the tunnel. Locker room intel: Latto has a tattoo of a basketball hoop on her butt. That's commitment. There they are. The coach must have found the right words.
Latto pounds the scorer's table! Frustrated! The rapper in them is showing!
A pull-up jumper from Ann Franklin hits the iron! Tendency to rush under the spotlight!
Ice Spice identifies the soft spot in the zone! This seasoned vet surgical precision!
Ice Spice grabs the jersey for air! Needs more air than their hot mic in the workshop!
Latto, this do-it-all player, hangs the head. Tough loss despite night-in night-out consistency effort.
Ice Spice pulls her cap down over her eyes. Kamala Harris doesn't have a cap, and it shows. During the game, I counted how many times I said 'incredible.' Seventeen. A personal record. That's all! Coming up: 'Hotel Hell: Airbnb With No Lock Edition.' Chills guaranteed.
Matchday 14 — vs San Antonio Skyscrapers
95-130 (L)
Angel Reese, this newcomer, embraces the standing ovation! Game on!
Ann Franklin puts up a prayer... Unanswered! Not even their bare hands can save that!
Kamala Harris dispossessed! Couldn't hold on, not the geomatics analyst's finest moment!
Angel Reese falls asleep on the weak side! Injury-prone body exposed!
Latto tugs at their jersey! Frustrated, but the rapper will bounce back!
Halftime. Latto is holding her ribs walking toward the tunnel. The staff told me Latto sings in the shower. Badly. Very badly. We're back! The DJ cranks the volume, the players charge onto the court.
A reverse layup by Ice Spice driving to the hoop is way off! Tough night for this guy with a proven track record!
Latto gets the cramp timeout! Cramping from spitting the fiery bars and hooping!
Turnover by Ann Franklin! Competing the game requires less coordination, clearly!
This all-time great Kamala Harris shakes the head in disbelief! Nothing going right!
Ann Franklin refuses to make excuses! A nurse owns the game failures too!
Angel Reese's brow is furrowed, lips pressed thin. Ann Franklin breathes through her nose, hard, steady, trying to calm down. Tonight I chewed through two pens. The office supply budget is going to explode. Thanks for tonight. Up next: 'American Ninja Warrior: No Elevator Edition.' Sixth floor, no landing.
Matchday 15 — vs Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest
74-119 (L)
This player on the come-up Latto comes out aggressive! Opens with a pull-up jumper from the left corner!
Angel Reese, this tweener, bobbles the ball and the chance evaporates from way beyond the arc!
Ice Spice botches the handoff! Even their hot mic exchanges go smoother!
Ann Franklin reacts too late to rotate! Tendency to force bad shots on the help side!
Ann Franklin fires away the towel! This rising star showing sometimes predictable game!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Latto to massage her thighs. Anecdote: Latto fell asleep on the bench during an exhibition game. Still got named MVP. Second half! The hardwood is about to shake again.
An alley-oop from Ice Spice goes in and out! Heartbreaking along the baseline!
Kamala Harris cramps up! Muscles tight from their bare hands and the ball double duty!
Ann Franklin with the careless pass! Competing the game with more care, please!
Latto argues with the ref! The same passion they bring to spitting the fiery bars!
Latto leaves the temple of basketball with dignity! The dignity of a rapper with their hot mic!
Angel Reese leaves the court at a jog. Kamala Harris stays there, planted at center court, motionless. My evening? A microphone, cold coffee, and the greatest show on earth. What more could you ask for. Until next time! Up next: 'Life Unplugged: A Day Without WiFi.' A shocking documentary.
My Team finishes #13 (4W-11L). Better luck next season! MVP: Ann Franklin.
Season Journal
Let's not beat around the bush: tonight is going to be one hell of a show. The arena is packed, the air is unbreathable with tension, and the lights just went out for the pregame laser show. We're talking about a franchise that has weathered every storm: lockouts, star injuries, catastrophic trades, rebuilds that never seemed to end. And they're still here, standing tall, with the same fire in their belly. This club is a survivor. And when survivors bite, they don't let go. The team with no name, baby!
If you paid for your ticket tonight, there's one reason and one reason only, and that reason's name is Ann Franklin. The woman is massive, marathon-runner cardio, and surgeon's hands. This woman catches a ball mid-flight the way you grab the remote off the couch. Except she follows it up with a spin move, a step-back, and a 30-footer that doesn't even touch the rim. Nothing but net. Every single time. Like the basket is magnetized to the damn ball.
You want to know the difference between a good player and a damn franchise player? It's the fourth quarter. When the legs are burning, when the lungs are begging for mercy, when the scoreboard is taunting you with a tight score, that's when she lights up. Like a diesel engine finally hitting its temperature. The first three quarters are the warm-up. The fourth quarter is her hunting ground. And the prey? It's the teams that thought they had a chance.
Moment of truth, folks. You see the girl at the end of the bench, the one who looks completely lost among the giants? That's Ann Franklin. A nurse in civilian life. The kind of guy who handles bare hands better than a basketball, and who somehow ended up on a professional roster because the coach "had a vision." A vision, ladies and gentlemen. Probably somewhere between her second and third mojito at the All-Star Weekend party. Ann Franklin has a unique playing style: she runs a lot, understands very little, and has an unfortunate tendency to treat the game and the basketball exact same way. The fans already love her. Not for her stats (she has none) but because every time she steps on the court, it's Christmas morning.
The budget? Look, I've seen GoFundMe campaigns with more money. We're below the salary floor, which means the league is literally going to HAND them cash to hit the legal minimum. It's embarrassing, but it's also a plan: tank hard, finish last, snag the first overall pick, and rebuild. The problem is they've been tanking for three years and never landed the top pick. Bad luck has a name, and it's this damn franchise.
My Team finishes #13 (4W-11L). Better luck next season! MVP: Ann Franklin.
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