On Saturday night, I couldn't help but stop and think a bit about objectivity and injuries. Where do they fit in this tricky world of sports writing, where to cover a team is to remain apart from it while also entrenched?
As I watched Chase Budinger jettison from the scrum of players under the Timberwolves' basket and hobble off the court in Chicago, propped up by a trainer and a teammate, I couldn't help but be upset. I couldn't help but feel that maybe I wasn't 100 percent, authentically objective in that instance, when basketball for a moment became pain and a player became a person.
But we're not supposed to be upset, are we? As sports writers, we're supposed to make a note and tweet and follow up. We're supposed to stay on top of the injury and find out recovery times and surgery dates and prognoses.
We're supposed to do it all with a straight face and without a shred of emotion, when really, that's so unrealistic.
In these 72 games on th...