Wojjjjjjjjjjjjjjj bomb: At Adrian Wojnarowski’s new online home, The Vertical (not yet fully launched), he breaks down Kristaps Porzingis’ road to the draft, and how he ended up exactly where he wanted to be.

As it turns out, Zingers wanted to be drafted by the Knicks at number four. He knew he wouldn’t go number one, and the Lakers, and number two, were worried about him being a project. Andy Miller, Staps’ agent, saw that the Sixers were the only team in the way of Krispy landing where he wanted to be, so he did everything in his power to stop the Sixers from drafting KP:

Whatever happened, Miller didn’t make it easy for Philadelphia to draft Porzingis at No. 3. The Sixers wouldn’t be afforded Porzingis’ physical, nor get a private workout, nor even a face-to-face meeting. After most of the pro day executives cleared out of the gym in Vegas in mid-June, 76ers general manager Sam Hinkie lingered to meet with Miller. Hinkie stopped him in the lobby area and asked Miller about a chance to sit down and visit with Porzingis.

“You said that I would get a meeting with him here,” Hinkie told Miller.

“I said, ‘I’d try,’ and it’s not going to work out, Sam,” Miller responded.

An awkward silence lingered, the GM and agent, standing and staring. The Porzingis camp wanted no part of the Sixers’ situation at No 3. Miller couldn’t stop Philadelphia from drafting Porzingis, but he could limit the information they had to make a decision. And did. No physical. No meeting. No workout. The Sixers passed on Porzingis on draft night, clearing the way for the Knicks to select him.

One week it’s the Sixers ownership didn’t let Hinkie draft Porzingis, and this week it’s Zinger’s agent not letting Hinkie draft Krispers. Why can’t you just let Hinkie be Hinkie? Why you gotta waste his flavor?

Kyle: And yep, this is the problem with tanking.

And while we’re on the subject of Porzingis, can we talk about the Crying Porzings Kid? This dude cried during the NBA draft because he hated that the Knicks drafted Porzingis, and because he got caught on camera (or because he’s rich– I can’t decide), he’s now everywhere. ESPN. Courtside at Knicks games. Courtside at NON-KNICKS GAMES IN A GODDAMN PORZINGIS JERSEY. Plus, there’s this:

https://twitter.com/highkin/status/692168149681184772

He’s even got his own, very self-promotional, Instagram account for “cryingknicksfan.” I can’t hate a ten-year-old kid, so I’ve decided to hate this dude’s dad instead. Fuck off, crying Knicks kid’s dad. Oh, you have a private Instagram account under “CryingKnicksFanDad“? I hate you more than words can explain.