Michael Redd Out for Season Again
Redd suffered both a torn ACL and MCL in the Bucks' loss to the Lakers on Sunday, the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel reported Monday. He will miss the rest of the season. This is the exact same injury that Redd suffered last season against the Kings, tearing both ligaments on January 24th, 2009, costing him the rest of that season.
It's bad news for Redd, bad news for the Bucks, and bad news for the league. On multiple levels.
Redd was looking to finish a stellar career strong, potentially for a contender. After helping win gold with the '08 Olympic team, he was settling up for a late career run as a veteran shooter that could contribute on a winner. With the Bucks suddenly getting better with the additions of Brandon Jennings and Ersan Ilyasova, a possible trade was on the horizon, which would have worked out for both teams. Redd's contract is an expiring contract with an $18 million player-contract for 2010-2011 which Redd will almost have to exercise due to his injury issues.
Milwaukee would have had an expiring scorer who could net the requisite cap space, young pieces, and draft picks to rebuild via trade but will now have to bite the bullet and hope Redd can bounce back from consecutive ACL and MCL tears. Contenders like Cleveland who were looking to potentially add one more superstar miss out on an opportunity, and Redd is forced to hope the Bucks get much better in the next year to provide him a contender to come back to.
But beyond the money and the Bucks' playoff hopes and all the rest of the business matters is an injury. An injury that involves months of rehab after tearing two ligaments in your knee. We hear about these things but don't stop to think about what it's like to go through that kind of pain and frustration. To be held out of what you do for a living, limping every day, dealing with pain on a daily basis, that's a price worthy of Redd's price tag.
There's no positive here, no silver lining, no light at the end of the tunnel. Just an unfortunate example of how fleeting athletic supremacy can be, and how quickly the body can betray you. It is, quite simply, sad.