Brandon Knight has a lot of heart, but sometimes the most prudent thing to do is retreat and run for cover. Your heart is what gets you in trouble, your mind keeps you off a poster. Normally, I don’t feel sorry for players when their cornbread gets taken, but you have to feel for Brandon Knight.
It was like a funeral when his teammates picked him up off the floor. His body was still there, but his spirit had moved on to another dimension. I hope his girlfriend wasn’t watching, because she is already on a flight to LA and waiting naked in DeAndre Jordan’s bed.
I will pray for you Young Brandon, because you are going to need it. By tomorrow morning, you are going to be famous, for all the wrong reasons.