I'm sure that most of you have heard by now that Hornets guard Chris Paul is NOT interested in coming to the Celtics; hearing such things always hurts me a bit, but I guess I can't fault a guy for wanting to play where he wants to play. There is, though, the idea that Danny has another trick up his sleeve.
Call it a forced courtship: Danny somehow, someway puts together a deal, likely involving three teams, that is so sweet in the Hornets' view that they can't resist, so they ship Paul to Boston, knowing that they were going to lose him anyway, and happy with what they get in return, and Paul, publicly professing zero desire to be in Boston (beyond this season, at least), is forced to spend a year in green, having to endure the ugly task of playing with, oh, three future hall of famers and for a coach whom players love, and the team eventually goes to the playoffs, perhaps deep into the playoffs, maybe even all the way to the Finals, and maybe, just maybe, pulls off a championship, then the team heads into the offseason with enough cash to acquire one, possibly two, other top-flight players, with whom Paul could team on several more title runs over the next half-dozen years.
And perhaps, despite playing in such horrid conditions, something happens to Paul: a strange sensation arises in his chest, and behold, much like what happened with the Grinch, a heart blooms inside Paul -- a heart for Boston, for its fans, its coach, its aging vets and its up-and-coming youngsters (like JJ), and Paul signs an extension with the Celtics before all the confetti hits the Boston Garden floor.
Maybe. Just maybe.
Topic: Wooing Chris Paul (Read 1284 times)