Cleveland Cavaliers guard Delonte West was arrested over the weekend for illegal possession of firearms, after being pulled over for a traffic violation while driving his motorcycle. Apparently, police officers found it odd that someone other than Antonio Banderas would be riding a motorcycle with a guitar case strapped to his back, so they searched the case. Inside, they found two loaded handguns and a loaded shotgun.
There’s no telling why West had the weapons or where he was headed. He should have been on his way to Cleveland for the start of training camp on Monday. But his journey seems to have taken a detour, only nobody knows where. Despite his arrest, West was supposed to report to training camp three days ago. He has yet to arrive, marking three unexcused absenses for the six-year vet.
Even more concerning than his affinity for Robert Rodriguez films is that he has a long history of battling depression and mood disorders. He missed 10 days of training camp last year while he battled depression. This brings to question, how does someone with such a documented mental illness obtain weapons? Scary thought. More concerning to basketball fans (or at least to LeBron James fans) is what this means for the team? He is their starting shooting guard, which might be the tongue-in-cheek understatement of the year, and an important part of the supporting cast around King James. The team is among preseason Championship favorites and it will be interesting to see how they respond to the latest West mishap.
As a Celtics fan, I’ve watched West quite a bit throughout his career. He was a good player while on the team, not a superstar but rather underrated still. When we traded him, I didn’t lose sleep over it, but I continued to follow the St. Joe’s product’s career. I never thought he’d amount to much because he’s undersized and doesn’t excel at anything. But he’s a good defender, a decent shooter, and he’s versatile, making him a perfect role player for a contending team. It’s sad to see that he apparently is still battling the demons in his head.
Ideally, I always saw him ending up with the Celtics. Not as a player. Not as a coach. But as the replacement for our lost mascot, Lucky. I know, I know, he’s not Irish. But for some reason, Delonte always reminded me of Lucky, the Celtic’s leprechaun. The resemblence is there. Maybe it’s because both wore tall socks. Perhaps it’s because they were always the smallest men on the court. Or maybe it’s because of that little orange ‘fro that Delonte rocked from time to time. All I’m saying is picture Delonte West rocking that outfit. It fits right?
Either way, West isn’t in camp, rides 3-wheeled motorcycles, and carries his firearms in a guitar case. This can’t be the way the Cleveland Cavs drew up their preseason schedule, right?