Kevin Love sat mostly expressionless at his locker after yet another late-season loss. He stared at the floor, unable or unwilling to raise his head to make eye contact as he answered questions from reporters.
He looked like a penniless man who had just played his last hand in Vegas. He was mentally fried and emotionally worn to a nub after six years of losing in a woebegone organization.
Love's reaction reeked of a guy in desperate need of a new home. As illogical as it seems, the Timberwolves need to make that happen. They need to trade the NBA's best power forward. They must swallow hard and chart a new direction without their current face of the franchise.
Thanks for the memories, David Kahn.
And thanks, Glen Taylor, for allowing someone so professionally overmatched to preside over your franchise.
Several reports surfaced over the weekend trumpeting Love's desire to opt out of his contract after this coming season in order to become a free agent. Those reports felt more like blunt reminders about the tenuous relationship between the Wolves and Love and the urgency to heal wounds inflicted by Kahn's idiotic contract strategy and the drain of perpetual losing.
The idea that the Wolves have no choice but to trade Love at one time felt knee-jerk, like a last-resort option. The organization finally appeared on solid footing with Love, Ricky Rubio and Nikola Pekovic as the foundation, Rick Adelman as the coach and Flip Saunders overseeing the operation.
Yep, that was a fun 15 minutes.