Summer League may be the least useful predictor of NBA success there is. I suppose you could say that these players are being “coached,” but in the absence of practice time and team chemistry, Summer League action remains a close cousin of the pick-up game. Plenty of players shine in that environment. Others don’t. Mostly it’s an opportunity for young cornerstones to get some reps, for undrafted players to get noticed, and to underline the NBA’s desire to be a year-round sport.
But there’s no discernible pattern of Summer League success forecasting NBA success. Some guys play well and it “translates.” Some guys play well and it doesn’t. Some guys stink it up and they shine during the regular season, anyway. Some guys just stink. Tyreke Evans absolutely dominated Summer League play, but he never developed into an all-star level talent. Demarcus Cousins was largely unimpressive during his Summer League stint, but he eventually evolved into one of the best bigs in the game prior to his Achilles injury.
Point is, the hot takes about Marvin Bagley’s Summer League performance are burning with the heat of a thousand suns... and it’s just plain silly. Getting too high or too low over these games is probably ill-advised for your stress level, given the utterly minimal stakes. I guess if you were hoping the Kings had drafted someone else, then it represents your first opportunity to be vindicated. Good for you. Pat yourself on the back. A meaningless game has proven you “right.”
Now, I’m hardly mister rah-rah, purple-tinted sunglasses. Rarely do I ooze an excess of positivity about the Kings. You won’t find me making definitive statements about how good Bagley or Fox or any other King is going to be. Personally, I’m approaching this new youth movement with cautious optimism and a healthy dose of skepticism. I can see the faint outline of a future winner in this roster, but some holes need to be filled and a lot has to break right for that to happen.
So... give it time to happen, I say. The new guys need
at least a couple seasons under their belts before we start making proclamations about what they will or won’t become. Fun though it may be to catch a glimpse, the effing Summer League isn’t going to reveal much.