MINNEAPOLIS Kevin Wesley Love does not walk on water. He's not a saint. He's not perfect, not a genius, not even the best basketball player ever to play for the Timberwolves.
Don't get me wrong. He's a great player, one of the best in today's NBA. He's the backbone of his team and the core of its offense. He's a good guy. (He shaved his head for breast cancer awareness, for goodness sake.) He's elite.
But Kevin Love's broken hand doesn't have to doom the Timberwolves or even radically alter their trajectory, and they need to stop beat, beat, beating it to death. It's partly our fault, the media's, for treating this messianic hand as the key to the Timberwolves' success, and of course it's a tempting assumption that's more than a little bit true.
But a week after the tragic event, the team has gotten itself a little bit past the devastation of knuckle push-ups gone awry. Of course the injury is news, and of course there's a need to talk about how the Timberwolves will compensate....