Someone asked LeBron James how anyone could possibly improve Tuesday in Cleveland, which featured Game 1 of the World Series and the Cavaliers' first ring ceremony ever.
James said, "Ice cream." And lo, there was ice cream.
The Cavaliers were once what the Timberwolves are now: a franchise with deep regrets and fresh hope. While the Cavaliers are enjoying their just desserts, the Wolves are ready to serve appetizers.
Their season starts tonight in Memphis, and this opener feels like no other in franchise history.
Never have the Wolves built a team stocked so deep with star-quality young talent, or one that promises to be so sustainable.
There was hope when Stephon Marbury joined Kevin Garnett, but given the Marbury family reputation at the time, maybe nobody should have been surprised by his willingness to blow up a team to make more money.
The arrival of Latrell Sprewell and Sam Cassell always was headed to unsatisfactory contract negotiations, which made Cassell's injury during the Western Conference Finals so devastating. His suggestive dance became that group's last waltz.
This Wolves team feels different.