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In general I think we've all learned over the years that preseason doesn't actually matter as a means of prediction or projection.

For the players it's more or less a better set of practice games to test what's been talked about during training camp. For fans it's a chance to see the team again before the hopium wears off and reality kicks us in the face.

But with all that said, it's very clear that the potential of this team this season is low. I love Caleb's confidence and his flashes of greatness, I am hopeful for the development of Swain but fear he's another Denzel or pat.

I haven't really been awed by anyone on the team - Miller has been productive but not doing anything he wasn't doing last season, matas and giddy have more or less looked as expected and nothing sticks out (yet) as considerable growth. I've been trying to key in on differences in how the offense and defense are run under Tiago - more half court offenses, more switching on defense - but ultimately we need the regular season to show us anything.

And I guess I'm not expecting much. A lot has to go right in this first years for the bulls to be in the playoffs I feel, so my expectations will remain low and hopeful. I just hope they can entertain

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Checking in here, ready and reluctant to start this miserable and unfulfilling exercise again.

Let’s go Bulls.

Now, forgive me if it’s hard to muster up enthusiasm. The past five years have been malpractice, well-documented here, softened only by a stroke of luck that landed us Caleb Wilson. I don’t know what to make of their young “core,” seeing as every team is required to have one, I guess. And so I felt obligated to overdraft Wilson in my fantasy league, so as to feel a real and tangible sting of daily disappointment with his shooting percentages moving forward.

Speaking of the past five years, I think the draft has yielded Chicago one starter (Matas) and a few intriguing lotto tickets (Swain and Essengue). I’m excluding Wilson here, because the front office didn’t find him so much as the ping-pong balls did.

Norman Powell is an All-Star, and this is a fact the Bulls will remind me of constantly. I’m judging the early part of this season almost entirely on how many times I hear it during official broadcasts. I’m not mad at him, though he arrives here the way a nice lamp arrives in a house with no walls. I can appreciate the lamp, and I might even say it’s a good lamp. But at this point, I’m more concerned with the plan for the roof.

Mostly though, I’m thankful that AKME won’t spend another five years insisting the open-concept floor plan was intentional. These were the people who sold the lumber to pay for an assemblage of however-gently used couches, then tried to place them on a slab of concrete named Nikola Vučević. God bless us and him, but we’re not doing that again.

I, personally, find real comfort in that today.

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