Michael Brown...

Maybe if he just changed his name. Like how Michael Jackson suddenly became Michael Dyson (worst name change in the history of 80's Browns wideouts, btw). Maybe that would change the philosophy. I don't know what else to try at this point. 

As we approach the 13th game of the Cavs ever devolving season, I'm starting to have violent flashbacks. Our (super)star, dribbling at the top of the key, while everyone else waits for him to shake and or bake. Flashbacks of a 10 man rotation - of preaching defense, but not playing much of it. It's all too surreal.

Michael Brown is probably a good husband, great father and decent euchre player. For all I know he saves bunnies from Elmer Fudd. But I do know he has absolutely no idea how a professional basketball team is expected to perform offensively. We've all played in pickup games at the rec center with more offensive cohesion. Move the ball, find the open guy, take a good shot. repeat. These seem like basic principals of basketball. Not for Michael Brown though. I suspect he just stops paying attention every time we cross the timeline.

Hopefully that changes tonight - but I doubt it.

Go Cavs.