Last Sunday in Brooklyn, after having been down by as much as 20 points, the Philadelphia 76ers found themselves with the ball, down a single point, with less than ten seconds remaining. On the floor were, predictably, four Sixers regulars – Joel Embiid, Ben Simmons, JJ Redick and Wilson Chandler – as well as the recently-acquired Jimmy Butler. In an eerily similar sequence to one that had played out the weekend before in Charlotte, Butler shook free on the right wing and hit a step back three-pointer to give his team the lead, leaving under a second on the clock for his opponents. The Sixers won, 127-125.
Notably absent from the proceedings, yet again, was Philadelphia’s first #1 overall draft pick to actually play in his first year since Allen Iverson, a 20-year-old who has amassed a total of 680 minutes in 33 games over his two seasons in the NBA and who has not played since November 19th, in which he logged seven minutes against the lowly Phoenix Suns (more on them momentarily). Butler’s arrival, insertion into the starting lineup ahead of Fultz and evident, immediate impact has all but rendered Markelle Fultz a redundancy, so to speak, if not yet a flat-out bust. The undrafted T.J. McConnell is now soaking up minutes left behind by a former #1 overall pick, with the latter left in limbo.
I’ve never seen anything like Markelle Fultz. That isn’t an insult, necessarily; as of yet, though, it isn’t a compliment, either. After a year-and-a-half in the NBA comprising the aforementioned 33 games – two more than Embiid’s “rookie” season in 2016-’17 – Fultz is, yet again, sidelined, for reasons both incorporeal and metacritical. His may be the most influential single shoulder in the NBA right now.
Before Butler arrived, it was a question of how to stagger non-shooting, dominant ball-handlers like Simmons and Fultz alongside dudes who either also don’t really shoot well (Embiid was a touch under 31% from three last year), are somewhat capable of shooting but mostly do so out of necessity or are literally JJ Redick, who has enjoyed a thirteen-year NBA career largely on the strength of his historically-great volume shooting from downtown.
The answer unwittingly came via a trade with Minneapolis in which Robert Covington and Dario Saric were jettisoned to Minnesota in exchange for noted practice-disrupter and generally-genial discontent Jimmy Butler. With that, the clock started to slow on Markelle Fultz, a 20-year-old with the rest of his life ahead of him and yet, nevertheless, whose career is in jeopardy.
Two schools of thought have emerged on this curious case: Is something actually wrong with his shoulder? Fultz has seen multiple specialists repeatedly and is due to do so again this week. A report also came to light, courtesy of The Athletic, that Fultz could be dealing with a wrist problem as well. Perhaps coincidentally, the same report claimed that sources close to Fultz believe the player would like to ply his trade elsewhere.
Or perhaps it is not an issue of mechanical capability, but rather of psychological standing. Fultz may have set up camp in his own head, such that he’s got a dazzling villa and several pool houses that would double as full-sized residences in the suburbs. Walt Frazier made light of Fultz’s situation during the Sixers’ Wednesday night dismantling of the New York Knicks, saying, “The shoulder bone’s connected to the head bone.” All of which brings us to my current-favorite Inside the NBA clip, from after the Sixers’ second game of this season on October 18th:
Charles Barkley’s extremely-2018 observation about Twitter users that “as long as you’re nice, you can say stuff; if you’re being mean-spirited, that’s when you’re living in your grandma’s basement” aside, he’s got a point. Everyone has gawked over Markelle Fultz, spellbound by his apparent inability to carry nearly any of what he had done in his excellent, lone college season at the University of Washington to the NBA.
Some teams, most notably the point guard-less Phoenix Suns, have already expressed interest in acquiring Fultz’s opaque services. The trade machines are going into overdrive at this point, and armchair general managers have found comfort in firing off some variation of the same, reductive three-word dismissal: “Fultz is trash.”
Markelle Fultz being the sole number one overall pick to come out of The Process certainly placed an undue amount of pressure on him, especially given how Embiid and Simmons have performed thus far in their respective careers. He was supposed to be the missing piece. Instead, he’s just missing.
Still, Fultz is just 20, the same age as Jayson Tatum, who gained notoriety a season ago for having a remarkable rookie season and causing everybody, everywhere to ask everybody else if they could possibly believe that a guy doing things like that could be that young. The whole point was that it seemed impossible. Fultz’s redemption may yet come, with players like Victor Oladipo, C.J. McCollum and even Jimmy Butler himself as templates for a jump. Even if he leaves Philadelphia, it could just be that Fultz needed more time to process everything.
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 If nothing else, what The Process managed to definitively accomplish was obtaining two players who each spawned their own “Is he really a rookie?” mini-controversy
 Has not attempted a three this season and is 0-11 in his career
 A 28.6% shooter from distance on, er, fourteen attempts so far this season
 Incidentally, Redick is in the middle of the worst three-point shooting year of his career while averaging more points per game than ever – his two-point shooting percentage is at an all-time high.
Editor’s Note: An earlier version of this post listed Markelle Fultz as “Philadelphia’s first #1 overall draft pick since Allen Iverson,” which is very much not true. In leaving space to make a joke regarding Ben Simmons’ “rookie” year (with all due respect to Donovan Mitchell, Simmons actually was a rookie despite sitting out the year before), I forgot to do so, and the joke ended up being on me. The post has been updated to reflect that.