If luck is the residue of design, it follows that bad luck is the residue of bad design. At least that's the working theory on the Timberwolves.
Tuesday, a day after firing Randy Wittman and presenting the reluctant Kevin McHale as the coach of his home state's inept NBA franchise, who should appear on the Wolves' schedule? Jerry Sloan.
That's not fair. Sloan is synonymous with stability; the Wolves are waiting for Obama to bail them out, or at least offer a stimulus package.
Sloan celebrated the 20th anniversary of his head coaching debut with the Utah Jazz at Target Center last night. This is like holding the presidential inauguration at a Chuck E. Cheese.
Sloan is the longest-tenured coach in pro sports. During his tenure, other NBA teams have made 223 coaching changes. Only half of those involved the Wolves.
On this night in Minneapolis, Sloan could not have coached with more passion had this been the seventh game of the NBA finals. After the late turnover that could have cost his team the game, he rushed onto the court to encourage his players. After Mehmet Okur's game-winning shot, Sloan screamed for his players to get back on defense.
After his team's 99-96 victory, Sloan breathed deeply outside his team's lockeroom, and someone asked if he had another 20 in him. "You mean 20 more years, or minutes?" he said, smiling. "That's what I've always done, take it a little at a time."
That's how McHale plans to take it with the Wolves, and, believe it or not, that's a shame.