It's midnight. Thunder and lightning outside. The high-pitched howl of jackals pierces the tense thickness of anticipation as I prepare to assemble the ideal point guard for the Portland Trailblazers. I have shelves and bins filled with spare parts from all the great PGs of past and present (DNA technology is a wonderful thing). Near my workbench is plenty of duct tape and baling wire. Electrodes are connected to the lightning rod on my roof awaiting the next atmospheric jolt. I can't stand the suspense. I leave the room momentarily to prepare a cup of calming tea....

Watching the whole scene from behind the curtain, you realize you have but a minute or two, at the most, to step in and create your version of the answer to Portland's need at point guard.  And remember, you're not after the ultimate, perfect player neccessarily - just the ideal player for Portland's need.

Chose wisely and work fast. I hear the teakettle heating up...