Maybe this is fate. The story of an unlikely bond worthy of some script written in the cosmos β or a charmingly deep rom-com starring Gabrielle Union β where desperation produces a happy ending. When destiny, to circumvent human stubbornness, intervenes to remove all other options. Highlighting the two meant for each other. Jimmy Butler and the Golden State Warriors. Chef Curry and Big Face Coffee.
A match made in thirst. Each has cauterized their legacy with defiance of the odds, of their limitations, of time itself. If this is a last stand, a final push from future Hall of Famers, the Warriors can do worse than a locked-in Jimmy Buckets, whose will is the stuff of legend.
Facing them in the playoffs would be tough to deal with. But ideal scarcely happens, especially for players well into their 30s. It happened for the Warriors in But this is Season 3 of ideal , chiding Golden State for being greedy. This could very well not work. The old Butler may have fully given over old Butler β which with old Curry and old Draymond might not produce new magic.
They added a player who lives in the midrange and at the free-throw line, something the Warriors lack. A player who can go get his shot. But they added someone who has spent the last decade as the alpha male and now has to acclimate to a world centered on Curry. But the Warriors had to do something. Curry is dying out there. Battling nagging injuries, kitchen-sink defenses and his basketball mortality.
He needed somebody to help carry the load of an offense that ranks No. If the Warriors sacrificed one of their favorites in Wiggins, only for a Butler injury to shelve him at the wrong time, it would be especially demoralizing.
