Welcome to The Hangover, a semi-regular offseason item I’ve elected to start on weeks such as this, when children/work/travel/obligation have elected to cut deeply into both my subconscious and my time. The promise of two things per week holds true, and thus has been born this attempt at offering tips, tricks and tales for better living until college basketball returns.
How is this different than just ranting and raving about whatever I want? Mind your own damn business is how.
Cooper Flagg
As a general rule, I take whatever happens on the summer circuit with about two pounds of salt. The Next Big Thing pops up on enough mixtape descriptions from the latest EYBL stop that parsing it is often a fool’s errand, and while I probably qualify on the foolishness scale, there’s only so much time in the day to devote to an endeavor that’s increasingly seeing its brightest stars eschew the college game for the G-League, Overtime Elite or a stop overseas to see how they measure up against the pros.
But watch this three minutes of Cooper Flagg destroying his fellow teenagers and try not to imagine him wearing your teams’ jersey while beating the brakes off your most bitter rival.