Despite what you've heard, there was good news at Target Center on Wednesday night. We learned the basketball career of Golden State Warrior and former Wolves guard Troy Hudson is likely over, significantly reducing the chances of Wolves owner Glen Taylor signing him to a lifetime max contract.
Other than that, the news was predictably bad. The Timberwolves fell to 3-21, and you can't spin 3-21.
When you are 3-21, your ratings tank, your crowds evaporate, your coach's spine forms a slipknot, your players start auditioning for Will Smith's next zombie movie.
You can't get much worse than the 3-21 Timberwolves of 2007-2008 -- unless you're the two previous editions of the Timberwolves. They were worse. Those teams won more games but offered even less hope.
This year's Minnesota Timberwolves are awful. Meaning: The Plan is working.
If you are bound to lose, you should lose with gusto. That was the problem with previous Wolves teams -- they stunk without a purpose.
This team has a purpose. This losing, with any luck, will land the Wolves their choice of dynamic players in the next draft. And what else could matter for this team, other than landing a franchise player to pair with Al Jefferson?
We learned the previous two seasons that there is nothing worse in sports than false hope and empty victories. This season in Boston, Kevin Garnett's wonderful all-around game has become a speedboat. In Minnesota, it was a life raft -- just enough to keep you afloat, drifting aimlessly.