Short history on Arnett Moultrie. The Sixers traded a lotto-protected first round pick for Miami's 27th pick in the 2012 Draft (which has since gone to Boston) for the right to select Moultrie, a 21-year-old from Mississippi State and UTEP. Doug Collins claimed Moultrie was Top 10 on their board. His mixed bag of a rookie season, the Sixers finished last in the league in points, and Collins played him sparingly, forgetting that, as the coach, he has control of which players play. He hurt his ankle a few times, had surgery, and has yet to play under the Brett Brown/Sam Hinkie regime despite having his option picked up for next season.
Months have gone by, while we've gotten Bynum-esque updates that he's "two weeks away" to no avail.
Moultrie, showing emotion for the first time since the Sixers traded a damningly protected first round pick for the TWENTY-SEVENTH PICK IN A BAD DRAFT, claimed he's "sick of all the excuses" and that his not playing has nothing to do with his ankle or his conditioning.
Seconds later, his ass got shipped to the D-League. He played for Delaware last night, picked up an efficient but empty 17 points on 9 shots, and Brett Brown swung his huge johnson in front of the beats before tonight's Sixers/Celtics game to talk about it.
#Sixers coach Brett Brown: Arnett Moultrie's fitness, like all players, is non-negotiable— Christopher A. Vito (@ChrisVito) February 5, 2014
OOH KILL EM.
#Sixers Brown on addressing Moultrie remarks Monday in Brooklyn: 'That's a private conversation' between us.— Tom Moore (@tmoore76ers) February 5, 2014
OOH KILL EM.
I'd like to believe this but it's just SO MUCH FUN not to.
Handle your business, Brett Brown. Ain't nobody mess with the king. 'Specially not some Poultry scrub.
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