Twelve months ago, the Houston Rockets were in no man's land. Their roster looked like a yard sale for NBA teams. An incongruous set of pieces, some interesting, some depressing, but nothing fitted together. The most important piece in the organization was hidden, away from the court, stashed in a three pieces suit. I'm talking about Daryl Morey, the general manager.
This man.
Along with my boy "Handsome" Rob Hennigan, over the last twelve months Morey has secured his spot as the top dog of NBA front offices. Masai Ujiri be damned, he is good but he's just the bronze medalist in this race. Let's examine Morey's brilliant wrap sheet of the last year, that lead to its culmination. The very deliberate and very foreseen (by him) signing of superstar free agent Dwight Howard.
