The writing is not quite on the wall for young Brandon Knight, but to say he has been somewhat underwhelming during his tenure in Detroit would be accurate, which is an underwhelming way of stating something quite obvious. A year after taking advantage of Golden State’s still curious selection of Ekpe Udoh over Greg Monroe, Dumars and the Detroit braintrust were looking to inject some new talent into their guard rotation and selected Brandon Knight with the 8th pick in the 2011 Draft. So far so good right? Apparently not. Apparently Brandon Knight just hasn’t blossomed the exact right way yet.

Each draft seems to have its share of “sure thing” NBA quality players and late first round and second round diamonds in the rough. The middle of the lottery, where Knight was selected, is a bit harder to figure and this is where the real feast or famine of the draft is. Do you go for upside? Need? A combination of the two that amounts to wishful thinking? It is always painful to a team seeing players you skipped over thrive. Klay Thompson, Kawhi Leonard, Chandler Parsons, any of them would slide into starting roles on this team, and each was selected after Knight. This is not Brandon Knight’s fault. He has made the most of the anarchy that surrounds him and gives the game everything he has. Dude broke his nose! And that attempt to block DeAndre Jordan was a moment of valor fit for Valhalla.

So Brandon Knight is a tough enough guy and he’s certainly not a bad player.

But did anything about Knight’s college career convince Dumars and Company that this svelte high scoring combo-guard would be able to add stability to a backcourt already flush with undersized gunners? And again, this isn’t Brandon’s fault. He’s young and I don’t have any place telling him who exactly he is in the grand scheme, but I’d hate for his upside to be a rich man’s version of Jonny Flynn. Please spare him that, basketball Gods. It also didn’t help that his first season was impacted by the lockout, or that Detroit traded for Jose Calderon, a point guard’s point guard (he can throw alley-oops without a screen!), and thus shoved Knight into the nebulous “he’s only a guard” territory that Rodney Stuckey has toiled in since his rookie year.