Four weeks into the first college football season they'll spend without their oldest son, Tony and Kelly Trent reel off all the cities they'll visit in the next few months in his name.

"Little Rock in October," Tony says. "In December we're going to Chicago. Traveling to Nashville in January."

There were more cities before those and there will be more after, where they'll accept an award on Tyler's behalf or raise money in his honor or offer some words in his memory. It's affirming even as it's draining, this constant clamoring for the son they lost. So they'll continue to go, to show up to these cities for tributes and benefits and speeches, even as new requests flood in every week.

"Tyler would want us to," Tony says.

The demand for Tyler is hardly new, but it's still startling. About this time last fall, for the whole country to see on ESPN's College GameDay, Tyler predicted that his favorite team, Purdue (Purdue! Historically hapless Purdue!), would upend Ohio State (Ohio State! Second-ranked, unbeaten Ohio State!) at home in West Lafayette, Indiana. He forecast this upset -- presciently, as it turned out -- a few days before the game from his home in Carmel, Indiana, sitting just outside his makeshift bedroom, the one Tony and Kelly set up in the dining room downstairs after Tyler entered hospice care. After four years of battling cancer off and on, the doctors had found his osteosarcoma had spread. Again. He issued his nervy prediction in a voice battered by sickness, and the combination -- his vigor, his vulnerability -- launched Tyler to a national prominence that outlived him. That lives today.

Just a few weeks earlier, he had been a sophomore at Purdue's Polytechnic Institute. He was 20 years old. He had once loved to backpack in the woods of Kentucky's Red River Gorge and play Ultimate Frisbee with his best friend, Josh Seals, but after doctors found a fourth tumor, the one on his clavicle, Tyler spent nearly the rest of his life in a wheelchair. He died on New Year's Day.

Now Tony and Kelly sit among the tokens of his life, these fragments of evidence of the family they used to be. On their weathered brown leather sofa: a throw pillow embroidered with the song Kelly sang to Tyler when he was little. You are my sunshine / my only sunshine. On the console table next to that sofa: a photo of the three Trent boys perched on a railing. Tyler, at 18, wedged between his younger brothers, Blake and Ethan, wearing a pink polo, his brown hair grown in and swept to the side in that brief two-year remission when he was cancer-free for the last time in his life.

Kelly sometimes daydreams now about what Tyler would have made of Adam Vinatieri missing five kicks in the Colts' first two games this season. About how Tyler would have really liked to see Ethan play on his high school football team. Yes, he would've loved that, she thinks. It's strange how almost anything at all, things Tyler will never know or see, can bring him to her -- wayward NFL kicks or high school freshman football -- just because he's the one she wants to share them with. He was a good cheerleader.

That's how this all really started, after all, how Tyler's story morphed from a Purdue football story to a Purdue University story to an Indiana story to a national story. Two years ago, in September 2017, Tyler and that childhood friend, Josh, decided to camp out overnight before the game against Michigan, to sleep in a tent in the concrete expanse of Ross-Ade Stadium's student gate. While Josh went to class that Friday, Tyler drove an hour southeast, to Indianapolis, for chemotherapy. He was a few weeks into his freshman year then; he was fighting osteosarcoma for the second time as a teenager. After leaving the hospital, Tyler picked up camping gear -- a tent, an air mattress -- toted it back to West Lafayette and set up shop to wait, as Tyler admitted, "for tickets that no one else wanted."

News cameras noticed the two freshmen, but in particular the one with crutches and no hair. (Ten days before arriving on campus, Tyler underwent hip replacement surgery as part of his treatment during this second fight with osteosarcoma, this time a tumor on his pelvis.) Purdue football coach Jeff Brohm did too, as he walked past the pair on his way out of the training complex to grab a bite to eat. Before Tyler became a de facto member of the team, this was Brohm's introduction to him: as a maniacal Purdue superfan.

Tony still remembers how much he didn't want his son out there that night. How hard he implored Tyler not to be a good cheerleader, just that once.

Tyler, you just had chemo.
Tyler, you don't need to be camping out overnight.
Tyler, what are you going to do -- sleep on the concrete?

"I think about if I were really to put my foot down," Tony says, still for a moment on his couch, surrounded by those fragments. "Where would this story be?"

THE DAY STARTED early, at 9 in the morning, and Tony and Kelly were grateful for the packed schedule, for the back-to-back media appearances, for the unebbing flow of fans and university officials who wanted to talk to them or show them a new piece of art dedicated to Tyler, for the distraction of it all. They both dreaded and welcomed Sept. 7, 2019. It was Tyler's birthday -- what would have been Tyler's 21st birthday -- and it was also the day, in the hours ahead of its home opener against Vanderbilt, Purdue would unveil its new student gate.

Tony wore a black T-shirt that morning, one that showed a picture of Tyler in his gold Purdue blazer, arms raised and victorious. At the podium, his back to the metal gates of the stadium, Tony thanked the crowd for coming to celebrate Tyler, while overhead, a black drape peeled away to reveal a steel arch that spanned the red brick of Ross-Ade Stadium. Written in gold: "Tyler Trent Student Gate," with his signature, "T2," in the center. And underneath, a plaque telling Tyler Trent's story.

He will be forever our captain, and we always will be #TylerStrong.

The president of Purdue, Mitch Daniels, sent that plaque back three times before issuing his final approval, wrestling with exactly how to capture this strange, beautiful bond between a school and a student. "It just wasn't right," he told Kelly.

The Trents -- Tony and Kelly and Blake and Ethan -- walked through the gate first. Josh Seals joined them, and about 20 feet from where he camped out with Tyler for that Michigan game two seasons ago, he walked under an archway that bore Tyler's name. Josh hasn't camped out again. He doesn't know if he will. "I'm not sure I really want to do it again without Tyler," he says.

There were more tributes. The Purdue Center for Cancer Research invited the family to watch the game from its suite, the same suite where they had watched Purdue down Ohio State a year earlier with Tyler.

"That was hard," Kelly says.

Other suites asked them to stop by. They wanted to say hello or show the new art they had on display, Tyler with a pair of wings, for example. At the end of the first quarter, the student section sang "Happy Birthday" to Tyler, raising their yellow TylerStrong towels upward, while Kelly was out in the hallway talking to another well-wisher. She didn't hear the song.

"I'm glad I didn't, honestly," she says.

Like so much else after Tyler's death, the gesture was equal parts beautiful and wrenching. She loved that they wanted to sing to him. She didn't know if she could bear to hear it when the person they were celebrating wasn't there to hear it himself.

Tyler is everywhere in West Lafayette. Above the pair of glass doors that lead to the football coaches' offices: TYLER STRONG in black block letters. Next to the elevators in the football complex: a pencil drawing of Jeff Brohm and Tyler, side by side, sketched and donated by a fan. Listed alongside the names of six seniors in the weekly game notes, an official title: Tyler Trent Team Captain.

There are already Purdue football players who don't know Tyler personally or the place he earned on their team. They won't get the chance to go to his house, as David Blough and Elijah Sindelar and Markus Bailey did last year after they beat Nebraska, to deliver a game ball and kneel in prayer together. They won't hear their phone chirp with a text message like Blough, then find a Bible verse Tyler had sent that had helped him through a particularly tough day and that he hoped would help Blough too. They won't get offers from Tyler like wide receiver Rondale Moore did, 10 days after they first really got to know each other. ("If you ever want to come to a Pacers game with us, just ask," Tyler wrote to Moore.)

Tyler could make an offer like that and mean it. Kevin Pritchard, the Pacers' president of basketball operations, had heard of Tyler's story and been moved by it. There were others. Chris Ballard, the general manager of the Colts, who would visit with Tyler on Fridays and ask Tyler to review scouting film. Trey Mock, the Colts' mascot, who visited Tyler at home in costume, then took off his head gear, stayed for a conversation and made a friend. Dabo Swinney called. Mike Pence called too. Tyler grew so close to the Purdue team that when rumors flew that Louisville had come calling for Coach Brohm after the Boilermakers' uncharacteristically strong showing last season, Tyler texted Brohm to apply some peer pressure to stay in West Lafayette. (Brohm wrote back, "You don't have anything to worry about. I'm going to do the right thing.") Local reporters even called the Trent household to see if the family, these unexpected insiders, knew anything about Brohm's fate.

People wanted to touch Tyler because he touched them -- with his dogged faith and his devotion to Purdue and his grace in the face of sickness. That sustained Tyler. Kelly remembers the last Purdue game Tyler went to, the bowl game against Auburn in Nashville just a few days before Tyler would succumb to his cancer. He was in so much pain. He'd fade in and out of consciousness from that pain, from the medication meant to dull that pain, but manage to scrape together the energy to fulfill interview requests or talk to fans when they came calling.

Tyler was humbled by all of it, but he was honest too. He welcomed this public embrace but had never wished for it. If it were up to him, he would've taken the clean scans and a life free of chemotherapy and a future that never included "two weeks to two months to live" before he reached 20.

"He told me at the end," Tony says, "he said, 'Dad, I would give all this up -- all of this up -- just to be healthy again.'"

Tony understood. He wished for that too. He wishes for that still.

"I want my old life back," Tony says. "I would love to have my old life back."

BEFORE TYLER ENROLLED at Purdue, before he correctly predicted Purdue would beat Ohio State on a night in October and launched himself to national fame, he wasn't even sure he wanted to attend Purdue. Tony was a Purdue alum himself and grew up in a small town called Flora, some 25 miles from campus. ("There's only, like, one flashing stoplight," Kelly explains. "No, there's two," Tony shoots back.)

Tyler was torn, though. Maybe Indiana. Maybe Purdue. Maybe, hopefully, NC State. Tyler was a teenager, in remission at the time, but his father asked him the question anyway. This was the reality of cancer, even cancer that was history. What if he was far from home? What would he do?

"Tyler, what if you get sick again?"

When he did get sick again, during his senior year of high school in 2017, he had already chosen Purdue. When he didn't just stay sick but grew sicker -- during the second semester of his freshman year, doctors confirmed that a tumor on Tyler's spine wasn't shrinking but was doubling in size despite chemotherapy and that a new tumor had appeared on his clavicle -- Tony and Kelly pulled him out of school.

The hiatus didn't take. By the summer of 2018, Tyler, even in hospice, told his parents he wanted to go back to West Lafayette for the fall semester. Maybe he couldn't cram six or seven of his friends into his Acura MDX to drive to their 8:30 a.m. econ class anymore (they played a lot of Minecraft in that lecture hall in CL50 those mornings). But he wanted to be on campus, to reclaim this one normal thing.

Tony and Kelly resisted. Tyler was in a wheelchair and rapidly losing mobility. Kelly was responsible for taking care of his bedsores. Could he even get himself from his bed to his chair? Could he get himself to the bathroom? Kelly let him talk through the idea, not convinced he should or even could go back. But Tyler was a planner. A skilled negotiator. In the fall of 2016 -- he was a senior in high school at the time and more than a year into remission -- when the Cubs won the World Series, he couldn't find any friends who wanted to join him for the three-hour drive to Chicago for the championship parade. Still, he offered Kelly a spreadsheet with a breakdown, plot point by plot point, of how he would make his way to Wrigley Field on his own. The route he would drive. The spot in which he'd park. The train he would catch into the city. The Airbnb he would rent. He made it to the parade, toting a sign that read, "I beat cancer to see the Cubs win a World Series."

He made it back to campus too. Tyler's palliative nurse came by for a house visit, intending to argue Kelly's side, to convince him that going back to school would be impossible. But Tyler had been reading a book called "When Breath Becomes Air," a memoir of a neurosurgeon fighting his own stage IV cancer diagnosis. He opened his copy to read them one passage.

Why? Because I could. Because that's who I was. Because I would have to learn to live in a different way, seeing death as an imposing itinerant visitor but knowing that even if I'm dying, until I actually die, I am still living.

"I knew that day," Kelly says. "I've got to let him live while he can, you know?"

The million indignities that come with cancer followed Tyler back to West Lafayette. Of course they did. Tyler found a new wheelchair that would help him get around campus, but that didn't stop the relentless creep of losing feeling in his legs. His roommate John Kruse eventually told Tyler he wasn't allowed to get out of bed unless one of his three roommates was there with him. A hospice team came to help care for Tyler four days a week, and his roommate Kyle Gujral would attend to Tyler's bedsores the other days. Kelly showed him how to change the bandages, to clean the wound, to check for infection.

"Everything that needed to be done for him to be there worked, until it just didn't," she says. Tyler stayed on campus until the end of September, when Kelly and her mother visited for lunch and he suffered a seizure in front of them. A few weeks before the Ohio State game, she took her son back home. "Because of his downward ..." she continues, then stops. "But anyway ..." Then she goes quiet.

JEFF BROHM VISITED Tyler at home in Carmel last fall, sometime after the Ohio State game. The coach doesn't remember exactly when, only that Tyler wasn't doing too well, paralyzed at that point, save for his right arm. Tyler had made liars out of his doctors before -- in May 2018, they had delivered their "two weeks to two months" prognosis, and it was already well into fall. The night before the Ohio State game, his family wasn't even sure he'd live through the evening. He'd undergone emergency surgery to repair his nephrostomy tubes -- the catheters that drained his chemotherapy-damaged kidneys -- but the next day, he woke up feeling well enough to be at Ross-Ade in person. They were the kind of rebounds that made Brohm think, "Shoot, maybe this guy can hang on longer."

But when Brohm saw him at home, he sat down by his bedside and remembered thinking longer might not be possible for Tyler anymore.

"You try to smile. You embrace him," he says. "And you hope to see him again."

The last time David Blough, Purdue's quarterback and Tyler's friend, saw Tyler was in the middle of a football field. Tyler was there for the coin toss between Purdue and Auburn in the Music City Bowl as an honorary captain and looked frail. Jim Irsay, the Colts' owner, had lent the Trents his private plane to fly down to Tennessee, but the trip was taxing. Even the act of moving was painful for Tyler then.

"He had a bedsore on his back all the way to his muscle," Tony says. "It was this big around." He fashions a circle with his hands the size of a tennis ball.

Tyler would caution friends and family in the room with him that when Tony picked him up to move him from his wheelchair there'd be cries.

"You could tell it was sucking the life out of him," Brohm remembers.

On the field, Blough told Tyler he had to go play a game, and Tyler said what he always did at the end of their conversations. Love you, bro.

By the time Tyler left the field and made it up to the suite in Nissan Stadium, he was in and out of consciousness. He slept through the game, then the flight home. He woke up briefly back in Carmel, asking who had won, but mostly, Tyler never returned after that.

"I really feel like Purdue football wrapped up," Kelly says. "And so did Tyler."

He died four days later at home.

Inevitability does not dull the razor edges of shock. Preparation does not portend readiness. Tyler's absence jarred everyone. Classes at Purdue started less than a week after Tyler died, and Kyle, back on campus a few days early, had the house they shared with John Kruse and another friend to himself. Most of Tyler's belongings had been moved out by then. Only his desk remained. Tyler was always at his desk, and now the room was empty, and Kyle walked by it and had to close the door.

"I just had to not go in that room for a little bit," he says.

They still slip into present tense when they talk about Tyler. His roommates. His friends. His parents.

Oh, yeah, Tyler loves his bucket hats.
He's a big Cubs fan.
He really likes seltzer water. And any soft drink? He drinks it warm.

Tyler is still present for them.

He's in the fight against cancer still, raising more than $2 million for cancer research, for the Purdue Center for Cancer Research and the V Foundation and now his own Tyler Trent Foundation. Before he died, he donated his tumor tissue to further medical research.

He reaches people still. Near West Lafayette: There's a scholarship in his name, awarded to Purdue students who have faced their own physical adversity. Far from West Lafayette too: Tony heard a story recently that someone was in China walking around in a Purdue shirt. A passerby saw it and offered up his scant knowledge of the university: Purdue engineering and Tyler Trent.

He's a part of campus still, and will be, his name and face and story on that steel gate, the last things students will see before they enter the stadium for all the games to come.

"I think about taking my grandkids there someday," Tony says. "I'll explain to them, 'This was your uncle. And this is what his life did.'"

Tyler never got to see that gate, nor the final copy of "The Upset: Life (Sports), Death ... and the Legacy We Leave In the Middle," the book he wrote chronicling his bouts with cancer, although The Indianapolis Star published a portion of his writing last December, just a few weeks before he died. His life was down to days, and still he dreamt.

I do have dreams of one day graduating college, getting married and having children.

His final written words on the matter:

-- Excerpt from a book I'll probably never finish.

Tyler was right. He didn't finish his book. But he was a dreamer to the end, and still a planner too, and he did get to see its cover: him, in his gold Purdue winter beanie, his big, round glasses, his black Purdue jacket. Before he died, he shared his plans for his memorial service with his youth pastor, Joe Wittmer. Tyler's hopes for his mourners were threefold: Don't dwell in sadness; honor his deep, abiding faith; get educated about cancer research.

Tyler imparted his wishes to Wittmer in his final weeks, sometimes in conversation, sometimes on video. In one, a clip that played at his funeral, he held up a sign.

"This is not the end."

You can visit v.org/TylerTrent to help researchers fight cancer in adolescents and young adults like Tyler.

It's time for our last preseason column: 35 random predictions for the season. Not all of these are bold. Any prediction roundup has to include major awards and a championship pick, and there is no way to go totally out of the box on those.

But others are designed to be a little out there. There is no fun, no risk, in picking the most likely outcome for everything. If, for whatever reason, something Vegas and various projection systems peg as a 25% likelihood seems like, say, a 35 or 40% proposition to me -- well, let's just go crazy and predict it. Let's (fake) wager on some long shots.

1. Stephen Curry wins the scoring title but not MVP

Curry last won the scoring title in 2015-16, when he averaged 30 points on 50-40-90 shooting (actually 50-45-90!) and became the first unanimous MVP in history.

James Harden averaged 36 last season, the seventh-highest single-season figure ever, trailing Michael Jordan's 1986-87 detonation and five (LOL) Wilt Chamberlain seasons. But Harden and Russell Westbrook will cannibalize their scoring averages enough for Curry -- going scorched earth in the preseason -- to reclaim the throne.

Curry averaged 41 points per 36 minutes last season with Draymond Green on the floor, and both Kevin Durant and Klay Thompson on the bench. The two prior seasons: 45.2 and 37.5 points per 36 minutes, respectively. Those are not typos.

For comparison, Harden averaged 38.6 points per 36 minutes with Chris Paul on the bench last season.

That scenario represents Curry's life now. He faces an enormous burden keeping Golden State in the playoff race until Thompson (maybe) returns late in the season -- at which point the Warriors become a real contender if Thompson looks like 80 percent of his peak self (a big ask).

Green is a star, but not in the traditional sense. He is not going to average 20 points just because Durant and Thompson are gone. D'Angelo Russell will eat into Curry's scoring. The players around Curry and Green in those non-Durant/Thompson stretches were mostly high-IQ playmaker types -- Andre Iguodala, Shaun Livingston -- and not ball-dominant scorers like Russell.

But a ton of possessions will start and end with Curry, even if he gives up the ball in between.

2. Giannis Antetokounmpo repeats as MVP

Only 11 players have won consecutive MVPs. Michael Jordan managed only one MVP repeat. This is a big deal.

Antetokounmpo is the alpha and omega of everything Milwaukee does -- the rare superstar with a chance (and boy did I want to predict this) to become only the third player to win MVP and Defensive Player of the Year in the same season. Milwaukee is the best bet to finish with the top seed in the East.

Nikola Jokic is the north star of a potential No. 1 seed in the varsity conference, but Antetokounmpo is just better. It's hard to see Damian Lillard's Blazers winning enough games for him to crack this conversation.

Big Twos in Los Angeles (times two) and Houston will siphon votes from each other, though Kawhi Leonard could build momentum if he carries the Clippers while Paul George recovers from shoulder surgery.

Philly's likeliest candidate -- Joel Embiid -- might be load-managed. It would take a monster season from Utah and a leap from one of Donovan Mitchell and Rudy Gobert for either to emerge as a real candidate.

Other than Curry, the biggest threats to an Antetokounmpo repeat are LeBron James and Anthony Davis -- supernovas propping up role players. They are going to put up MVP-level numbers. It will come down to one of them exceeding expectations. That is almost impossible for LeBron now -- he's never going to defend at a high level in the regular season again -- so the edge goes to Davis.

He averaged 28 points in both 2016-17 and 2017-18 before falling back to 26 last season. Nudge that up to 30, approach five assists per game, play the best defense of his career, and Davis will have a résumé that stacks up with Antetokounmpo's.

All of that is in play. At 26, Davis is at the stage where his feel is catching up with his physical gifts; he averaged four assists last season, almost double his career average. He can roast guys off the bounce. The Lakers are going to put Davis in position to make plays.

But Antetokounmpo has already done it, and he's still improving, too.

3. Rudy Gobert repeats as Defensive Player of the Year

Embiid should be the most dominant per-minute defender on the stingiest team, but load management will complicate his candidacy. Antetokounmpo and Davis are more flexible, matchup-proof defenders than Gobert is, but Davis is going to carry a huge load on offense and Antetokounmpo spends a lot of time guarding ho-hum power forwards. That is by design -- Antetokounmpo can rove and wreck stuff at the rim -- but he isn't at the inflection point of as many defensive possessions.

Draymond Green is at the center of damn near everything even when he is off to the side. He is a master of almost being in two places at once. He's in shape, raring to go. It's just hard to see Golden State ranking high enough in team defense for Green to reclaim his mantle -- even if the Warriors are miles better with him on the floor.

4. Portland trades Hassan Whiteside or Kent Bazemore, plus at least one asset (and additional money if needed) for one of: Kevin Love, Danilo Gallinari, Blake Griffin, Marc Gasol or Serge Ibaka

This is league's clearest win-now move. Portland will haggle hard over sweeteners, and they will need more of them for the high-wattage names on this list. Anfernee Simons is almost certainly off-limits. Zach Collins probably is too. That leaves Nassir Little, Gary Trent Jr. and Portland's future first-round picks.

Love has been mentioned most (guilty!), but Gallinari might be a cleaner fit. He's on an expiring deal, and more of a clear-cut power forward. Love lives between power forward and center. That flexibility is useful, especially as Jusuf Nurkic recovers from injury, but it could become awkward as Nurkic regains full health.

Portland wields the leverage of choice. The market could be flooded with rotation power forwards from blah teams: the three guys listed above; Marcus Morris and Bobby Portis; Davis Bertans; Jae Crowder; Marvin Williams; Nemanja Bjelica; Robert Covington; others. Why pay whatever Cleveland asks if you can get a decent player for much less?

Portland also surely wonders how many teams will really bid for Love. Houston will poke around, because that's what it does, but I'm not sure the Cavs are much interested in Eric Gordon and Clint Capela. Would a third team jump in? A swap centered on Love and Gordon Hayward makes some sense, but trading Hayward raises uncomfortable issues for Boston. His college coach wooed him in free agency, and then his leg snapped in half.

Cleveland would argue Love is flat better than almost every other available big, and anyone Portland will ever get in free agency. If the Blazers start slowly, they may not have the luxury of waiting for every option to become available. On the flip side, a team that knows it's a seller on the power forward market may want to jump on a good deal early -- before the market gets crowded.

Keep half an eye on Griffin. Detroit does not want to trade him. The Pistons are hell-bent on making the playoffs. Griffin is their star attraction. But if things go badly, teams will call. Griffin would be one of the few really good available players with a max-ish contract that isn't too short or too long.

Gasol and Ibaka are here in case Portland decides to pursue a center on an expiring contract.

The Blazers have the goods to make a second win-now trade if they want. You can build some intriguing deals with Memphis involving Iguodala and/or Crowder.

5. Bradley Beal signs an extension in Washington

Yeah, I'm counting it since I had it written a few days ago. So many of these are going to turn out wrong. Let me have this!

6. Toronto stands pat this season, at least with Kyle Lowry

It might be the biggest variable on the trade landscape, and the hardest to peg: How will the Defending Champion Toronto Raptors navigate the next five months? With Beal off the board through the trade deadline, Lowry could become the league's most coveted chip.

The answer gets easy if the Raptors are 15-20. At that point, you explore the market for everyone.

The Raptors should be better than that. If they are on a 46-win pace, what does Masai Ujiri do with Lowry? Toronto has taken pride in remaining competitive despite an ever-present temptation to rebuild. The team's patience (or inertia, depending on your perspective) netted a title. Perhaps that title provides leeway for a deep rebuild.

But the Raptors seem to value staying relevant. The offers matter, too. Trading a franchise icon has to be worth it. Is Reggie Jackson, Langston Galloway and a lottery-protected Pistons pick worth it? What about Goran Dragic, some unwanted Miami contract, and the earliest available Heat first-rounder?

I'm betting no -- at least not this season. Toronto could revisit the Lowry landscape in the summer.

Lowry would be perfect on both Los Angeles teams, but I'm not sure either has enough -- even if the Lakers included Kyle Kuzma -- after dealing away a gazillion combined picks last summer. Don't sleep on Minnesota; the Wolves are searching for a point guard, and Gersson Rosas, their president of basketball operations, knows Lowry from their time in Houston.

Miami makes the most sense. The problem is finding the right deal. Tyler Herro is probably off the table. A distant Miami pick along with Dragic and filler isn't enough. A combination of Dragic, Justise Winslow, and that distant pick might pique Ujiri's interest, but are the Heat trading all of that for a 33-year-old who doesn't make them one of East's two best teams?

A package of Winslow and some filler -- no Dragic, no pick, no Herro -- might be the compromise, but I could see both teams blanching. Is Winslow enough for Toronto? Does he fit alongside Pascal Siakam? Does that deal move the needle enough for the Heat to trade a (good) 23-year-old for a 33-year-old?

I'd lean slightly against a Lowry in-season trade. (I don't feel great about this one. Ujiri is a shark. He could gin up a bidding war we don't see coming.) Gasol is a different matter. He has been a Raptor for only eight months, and Toronto has Ibaka behind him.

7. Miami hangs onto Justise Winslow until at least the draft, but flips Goran Dragic's expiring contract in a win-now move

Winslow should be one of the league's most movable players. He has the kind of positional versatility every team craves. He makes $13 million per year over the next three seasons -- with a freaking team option in the final year. He can grease any trade type. He may make for an clunky fit with Jimmy Butler, and the Heat want to win right now. Tyler Herro appears poised to play a ton of minutes on the wing. A Winslow trade makes almost too much sense on the surface.

And yet: With Beal off the market, I'm not sure I see the player Miami might target in any theoretical Winslow trade. If it's not Lowry, who is it? Most of the power forwards named above bring age or injury concerns, and Miami has a lot of power forward types already. I want to call a Winslow in-season trade. I just can't. Maybe things change at the draft.

Winslow is also a point forward, making Dragic expendable in more minor win-now gambit.

8. Utah and Dallas get All-Stars again

Given good health, eight of the 12 spots in the West are locked down: Curry, Westbrook, Harden, Leonard, Davis, LeBron, Jokic, and Lillard. Minnesota should win enough for Karl-Anthony Towns to make it nine.

Paul George would normally make 10 -- leaving two measly spots -- but the Clippers say he's going to miss at least 10 games, leaving the door slightly ajar. Even if George makes it, I'm reserving one spot each for members of the Luka Doncic/Kristaps Porzingis and Mitchell/Gobert duos. Apologies to Draymond Green, Devin Booker, Mike Conley, Sacramento's starting guards, San Antonio's veterans, Jrue Holiday, Zion Williamson, and CJ McCollum.

9. Connected: San Antonio's All-Star streak ends

The Spurs have had at least one player selected to the All-Star Game every season since drafting Tim Duncan in 1997 (not including 1999, when the lockout forced the cancellation of the game), per ESPN Stats & Information research. Not this season.

10. Siakam, Aaron Gordon, and Zach LaVine make All-Star debuts

The East has nine lock-ish All-Stars: Kyrie Irving, Kemba Walker, Lowry, Ben Simmons, Embiid, Butler, Antetokounmpo, Beal and Blake Griffin.

That leaves three spots. Love could snag one, but the Cavs are going to be bad. Al Horford is always in the conversation. Milwaukee could get the "No. 1 seed deserves a second All-Star" treatment. Meh. Andre Drummond is a two-time All-Star, but are we really bringing two Pistons? On the flip side, one of those nine locks could fall away due to injury or underperformance.

We could have at least three first-time All-Stars in the East. The five best such candidates: Siakam, Gordon, LaVine, Trae Young, Tobias Harris, and Jayson Tatum. (Next in line: Eric Bledsoe, Myles Turner, Domantas Sabonis, Julius Randle, Caris LeVert, John Collins, Jaylen Brown.)

Siakam is a no-brainer. He has another level to hit. So does Gordon. If the Magic sustain as an elite defensive team, Gordon will get more national attention as perhaps their best all-around defender -- and probably their second-leading scorer behind Nikola Vucevic, who made his All-Star debut last season.

Chicago is good enough to hang around the race for one of the last two playoff spots in the East. I'm not sure the Hawks are there yet; they're so young. Tatum is a sexier pick -- and a more polished player than LaVine -- but LaVine is going to put up huge counting stats.

11. Nikola Jokic busts the Wilt Assist Club

Only two players listed 6-11 or taller have ever averaged seven-plus assists per game over a season: Jokic a year ago, and Wilt Chamberlain twice during the go-go 1960s. Chamberlain owns the two highest per-game assist figures on that list: 7.8 and 8.6. Jokic can make a run at that 7.8 number -- and in the process sniff the top five in assists this season. Let's make it so.

12. Denver gets the No. 1 seed in the West

The Nuggets could have snagged it last season but instead shamed themselves before the basketball gods in a naked seeding-manipulation scheme. Denver has the best home-court advantage, and it should pile up wins while its competition (Houston, Utah, and the Los Angeles teams) sorts out injuries and chemistry. The Nuggets have no obvious candidate for regression. Their first taste of the postseason should have steeled them.

13. Miami finishes third in the East

Boston is the favorite for this spot. It has more talent than any East team below Milwaukee and Philadelphia. But Boston's five best players are wings or point guards; some diminishing returns are almost inevitable. Toronto is a trade risk. If both fall short of expectations, the race for No. 3 is wide open.

Right now, Butler is better than anyone on the Celtics. He can power Miami to a lot of regular-season wins. Miami has an interesting mix around him, including two youngish guys -- Winslow and Bam Adebayo -- on the come up.

If Pat Riley senses an opening, he will seize on a win-now trade. I was going to predict Miami hosts a first-round series -- putting its floor at No. 4 -- but that's not bold enough in the East.

14. Steven Adams sets the record for biggest year-to-year leap in defensive rebounding rate

Adams is the only player in history (minimum 5,000 minutes) to have rebounded at least 13% of his own team's misses and fewer than 16% of opponent misses. He is one of only 12 seven-footers with a career defensive-rebounding rate below 16.5%.

The largest single-season jump in defensive rebounding rate in modern league history belongs to Ian Mahinmi, who upped his total by almost 11 percentage points between the 2013-14 and 2014-15 seasons, per the gurus at ESPN Stats & Info. Adams could shatter that. He has to snare about 26% of enemy misses -- a mark that would have barely squeaked into the top 20 last season. Done.

Trivia: Nos. 2 and 3 on the "rebounding jump" list behind Mahinmi are Westbrook in 2016-17 (his first triple-double season), and Enes Kanter the next season -- when Kanter moved from Westbrook's Thunder to the Knicks in the Carmelo Anthony trade.

15. Also, the Thunder trade Adams and Dennis Schroder

By the time free agency quiets in July, the bet here is both are elsewhere. It might take that long for the center market to broaden, but Adams will draw interest.

16. Indiana misses the playoffs

If (at least) Miami is going in, someone has to go out. The safe choice -- the "right" one, according to most projection systems -- is Detroit, and the Pistons are indeed at grave risk if Griffin misses 15 or 20 games.

But this column isn't about safe choices, so let's get nutty and peg the Pacers -- the third-best team in the East for much of last season -- as vulnerable. Indiana doesn't have a reliable shot-creation engine without Victor Oladipo, and it's unclear when Oladipo might return -- or if he can rediscover his peak form this season. If the answers trend in bad directions, the Pacers could be in trouble.

Malcolm Brogdon is a perfect complement to Oladipo. Without Oladipo, he is overtaxed. The Pacers aren't counting on Brogdon becoming Kemba Walker. They will ask everyone to do a little more: Jeremy Lamb and T.J. Warren off the bounce; Sabonis hitting cutters and beasting in the post; Turner getting more forceful against mismatches; Aaron Holiday rampaging to the basket.

They might have enough, but I'm nervous. They lost a lot when Thaddeus Young and Bojan Bogdanovic walked. They have raw talent to replace those guys, but it's unclear how it fits together.

Warren has played zero meaningful NBA games, and very little defense. The Sabonis/Turner partnership will have awkward moments on both ends, and could diminish each of them by maybe 10 percent. Can Sabonis really defend power forwards? If he can't on some nights -- leaving the job to Turner -- how much rim protection does Indiana lose?

Indiana has the talent and coaching to paper over all of this. That's why almost every projection system has them in the postseason. I'm just a little more worried about Oladipo's absence.

Maybe this isn't as off-the-wall as it sounds. The new system at 538 has Indiana finishing 42-40, with a 78% chance of reaching the playoffs.

17. The eight East playoff teams: Sixers, Bucks, Celtics, Raptors, Heat, Nets, Magic, Bulls

That's right, the Bulls. Do I have any faith in them? No. No, I do not. Their best backup wings are all point guards. Lauri Markkanen and Wendell Carter Jr. have appeared in 164 combined games. I regret this already. I am also very nervous that Blake Griffin finished last season with knee pain, and started this one with hamstring issues.

18. Robin Lopez attempts at least 75 3s

He has 51 attempts in 11 seasons. Bud Ball!

19. Indiana trades Turner or Sabonis

They can coexist, but not well enough to merit around $40 million combined per season. The question is who goes, and where. The answer might depend on whether Sabonis and the Pacers agree on an extension by the Oct. 21 deadline.

If they do, my money is on Turner. He would appear more valuable -- a center who can block shots and hit 3s. He's only 23. His feel on offense lags behind the rest of his game, but feel improves with experience.

Turner's shooting makes him a bit more malleable than Sabonis -- perhaps with a wider trade market. He could fit alongside other athletic bigs even if those bigs profile (like Turner) as center-ish: John Collins, Bam Adebayo, Zion Williamson, Jaren Jackson Jr. Some of those guys have enough potential as shooters that their teams might look at Sabonis, too. Charlotte needs big men. Washington needs everything. What do the frontcourts of the future look like in San Antonio and Oklahoma City?

Other suitors will emerge for both. Boston wing for Indiana big is the most obvious trade structure on the board, but finding the right match is harder than you'd think.

If Indiana and Sabonis reach an impasse in extension talks, I'd favor Sabonis moving at some point -- maybe as late as next season.

20. Dallas makes the playoffs, along with the Clippers, Lakers, Jazz, Nuggets, Rockets, Blazers, and Spurs. Golden State finishes 9th

Gulp.

The easiest prediction -- the most likely outcome -- is to take last season's field and replace Oklahoma City with the Lakers. This column is for the wild ideas -- the gut feelings that scare you, but don't go away.

Doncic and Porzingis complement each other on both ends. The supporting cast complements them. Rick Carlisle will get the most out of this team. Some interloper is going to surprise. It might be the Pelicans; if Zion Williamson is a star from day one, he is going to dunk on every postseason projection that excludes New Orleans. It might be the Kings. I'm taking Dallas.

That puts three teams on a knife's edge: Golden State, Portland and San Antonio. The Warriors are the hardest team to project. Some systems have them winning 50-plus. Some spit out 43-45 wins. They have historically blitzed teams with Curry and Green as the only stars on the floor -- i.e., no Durant or Thompson -- but a lot of those minutes came against backups. How will that translate? Multiple team executives have told me these Warriors are one of the most volatile teams they can recall. They could miss the playoffs or win the championship.

We don't know when Klay Thompson is coming back, or in what condition -- only that he's out through at least the All-Star break, meaning he will play a maximum of 27 games. If he approaches that number, the Warriors are going to make this prediction look silly. (To repeat: This team with a healthy Thompson can win the title. They went undefeated against Houston and Portland in the Western Conference playoffs after Durant's injury. They might have pulled off their own 3-1 rally in last year's Finals had Thompson not gone down in Game 6.)

In the meantime, they have Curry, Green and Russell. They just have nothing else. Green is coming off a horrendous shooting season. No one is going to guard him. That didn't matter when he had Curry, Thompson and Durant orbiting for handoffs. How do things look when it's just Curry and Russell -- with the latter getting accustomed to a new system?

Is Curry ready to carry this kind of load after five straight Finals? Depth is of outsize importance over the 82-game slog. Golden State has little. Three grunts -- Kevon Looney, Willie Cauley-Stein, Alec Burks -- are already banged up.

Any injury to Curry or Green is a catastrophe. DeMar DeRozan could miss 50 games, and I'm not sure it would impact San Antonio's win total. The Spurs just win.

If you froze today's rosters for the season, Portland would be my pick to miss the playoffs. But they seem to feel more urgency after a conference finals run. The Blazers can pull a win-now trade (or two) almost whenever they want. Meanwhile, the Warriors keep the top-20-protected first-rounder they owe Brooklyn if they miss the playoffs.

Someone is going to win 45-ish games and miss the playoffs in the West. Full disclosure: I wavered between San Antonio and Golden State as the odd team out until hitting "send" on this column. The Spurs have depth; the Warriors have a top-five player -- the sort whose teams rarely miss the playoffs without at least a minor injury issue.

It became a coin flip. San Antonio is a safer choice for the lottery -- a vanilla team that probably can't duplicate last season's red-hot shooting (but should compensate with stouter defense). The Warriors are the 25% long shot (the 538 system now has them with a 28% chance of missing the playoffs). But sometimes it's fun to go out on limbs, and I've had a nagging feeling in my stomach about the Warriors for weeks now. Minor injuries strike every team. I'm also scarred after picking the Spurs to miss last season.

21. Giannis signs the supermax if the Bucks make the Finals, and doesn't if they don't

There's probably a middle ground: losing a toss-up, seven-game bloodbath in the conference finals might be enough. But you can't do a big predictions column without making some call on the league's next premier free agent -- I had Durant to the Knicks a year ago, so, yeah -- and this is it. Also: Not signing the supermax this summer does not preclude Antetokounmpo from re-signing in Milwaukee the following summer.

22. Chris Paul finishes the season in Oklahoma City

Toronto keeping Lowry through the trade deadline would be a huge boost to Oklahoma City's chances of moving Paul. But what's the deal? I don't see Miami -- Paul's rumored summer suitor -- surrendering anything Sam Presti might care about to light its 2021 cap space on fire. The one wild card: the possibility, slim as it might be, that Paul agrees to decline his $44 million player option for 2021-22 as a condition of any trade. (Stop laughing.)

Is Paul Milwaukee's panic move? Would Antetokounmpo be on board? Milwaukee would have to send out almost exact matching salary -- about $38 million -- to avoid the luxury tax, and that requires trading lots of players. One of them would have to be Eric Bledsoe, and teams are wary of taking on that contract until Bledsoe finds his groove in the postseason.

Detroit? A Paul-Blake Griffin reunion seems ... fraught.

Minnesota seems hungry to win now, and taking on Paul could be their get-out-of-Andrew-Wiggins-jail-for-not-quite-free card. But Wiggins' deal runs only one season longer than Paul's, and I'd be surprised if the Wolves see that swap as being worth their while -- especially if the Thunder demand a draft pick as sweetener.

23. Milwaukee makes a splashy-ish win-now move

Even if it's not Paul, Milwaukee could risk something splashy -- on the level of last season's Nikola Mirotic deal, or splashier -- at the slightest sign of trouble.

24. Utah extends one or both of Royce O'Neale and Joe Ingles

O'Neale might start as Utah's nominal power forward, and is sneakily eligible for an extension starting at up to 120% of the league's average salary -- about $11.4 million. Utah probably does not want to go that high. The Jazz are under no time pressure; the Oct. 21 deadline does not apply to O'Neale.

The Jazz can see how the season goes. They face some long-term payroll concerns depending on Conley's plans; he holds an early termination option for 2020-21. But given O'Neale's potentially central role on a good team, there could be some mutual interest in an extension.

The Oct. 21 deadline applies to Ingles due to a quirk in the rules, and so an extension to his deal -- which runs through 2020-21 -- seems unlikely. Don't rule out some last-minute wrangling.

Bonus prediction: Cedi Osman is in the same situation as O'Neale. The Cavs are probably hesitant to approach that $11.4 million figure, but I could see the two sides settling in the $8 million range. They can negotiate into the season, but some teams and players don't like talks hovering once the games start. If Oct. 21 is a de facto deadline here, I'd lean slightly toward no deal.

25. Utah trades Dante Exum and Tony Bradley for (maybe) Marcus Morris

I like this trade for both teams, even if both would likely say "no" now. It's an all-in move for Utah -- their means of nabbing another backup power forward and someone with a track record of jostling with the big wings in Los Angeles. New York gets a high-lottery talent who just turned 24.

Yeah, the Knicks have three point guards. So what? Exum has been at least as much wing as point guard for a while now.

Barring a surprise twist -- i.e., a trade involving Ingles or Bojan Bogdanovic -- this Exum/small salary package is Utah's only realistic means of upgrading the frontcourt. Unless Exum finally pops, I'd expect it to be in play.

26. Minnesota makes at least two trades, including one involving Robert Covington -- if he's healthy

I don't think Minnesota wants to trade Covington. Rosas was part of the Houston front office that first signed him. But if Covington plays well, Minnesota could net a decent haul for him -- in a solo deal, or as part of something bigger. There aren't many big wings who: are good; make in the $10 million-$14 million range (i.e. super-tradeable, not overpaid); and are at least semi-expendable because their team isn't a contender.

How handy would Covington be in Utah (that same Exum-centric package?), Portland, Houston or Denver against the L.A. teams? Will Covington and other stuff for D'Angelo Russell ever become a thing?

Beyond Covington, the Wolves have a tasty mix of expirings (Jeff Teague) and rotation guys earning between $1.6 million and $3.5 million -- Jake Layman, Noah Vonleh, Jordan Bell, Treveon Graham and Shabazz Napier.

Minnesota can nose its way into almost any trade discussion, even as a third wheel. It will hunt for point guards.

27. Within the next 16 months, there will be trade buzz about Russell Westbrook and/or (gulp) James Harden

There is no reporting behind this. It is purely speculative. The Rockets are going to be really good. I put them in my inner circle of title contenders. Their closing lineup is a beast: Harden, Westbrook, Eric Gordon, PJ Tucker, Clint Capela. Daryl Morey will find ways to upgrade this thin roster.

I'm betting on Westbrook bumping up his accuracy on catch-and-shot 3s, reintroducing the concept of "transition offense" in Houston, and slicing up defenses in the spread pick-and-roll. There will be hiccups -- Mike D'Antoni admits Westbrook will stand around a lot when Harden has the ball -- but there are hiccups with almost every star pairing.

But I'm picking the Rockets to fall short of the Finals, and this does not seem like an organization -- and this applies to Tilman Fertitta most of all -- set to react calmly in the face of anything that might be perceived as disappointment.

The Rockets let go much of D'Antoni's staff after another postseason loss to the Warriors; D'Antoni is in the final year of his deal. Some strain damaged the Paul-Harden relationship. What might have happened had the Rockets not found a way to deal Paul for a player Harden likes and respects?

There is just too much noise here -- too much potential for haywire trauma. If the mere prospect of Harden trade buzz strikes you as irrational, please consider, like, everything that has transpired in the NBA in the past five years.

The odds are against any Harden buzz morphing into an actual trade. By all accounts, Harden loves Houston. He wants to win there. It's also really hard to find a team that: is flush with trade assets; in a market Harden might enjoy; boasting a co-star already in the door.

But if Houston falls short of internal hopes, almost anything is possible.

28. Marvin Bagley III is Sacramento's leading scorer

Bagley will have to jump both De'Aaron Fox (17.3 points per game last season) and Buddy Hield (20.7), and both those guys have leaps left in them. Fox's could be big; his trainer and agent, Chris Gaston, has told me Fox has ambitions of averaging 23 or 24 points per game.

But the Kings are counting on Fox to distribute, too. Meanwhile, Bagley averaged 17.8 points over the final 25 games of his rookie season in just 27.7 minutes. That translates to about 20.5 points over 32 minutes. Bagley is a full-time starter now, and the Kings are going to let him eat.

I could see Luke Walton, under win-now pressure, feeling queasy playing Bagley heavy crunch-time minutes due to his defensive limitations, but the Kings are hugely invested in Bagley. He can score from all over the floor.

29. Sacramento trades Nemanja Bjelica and at least other core rotation player

Bjelica could fall victim to a minutes squeeze, and he would draw interest in a league starving for stretch power forwards. The other player(s) could be anyone outside Fox and Bagley. Tension simmering around Buddy Hield and Bogdan Bogdanovic potentially playing on expiring deals has exploded into the open. Without extensions, both become trade candidates. That's just NBA reality.

Sacramento could ease future payroll concerns by moving Harrison Barnes, and they should at least investigate his market. Other teams should kick the tires on Harry Giles III. Sacramento has talked up Giles as a core player, but he has to fight a ton of big men -- vets and kiddos -- for scraps of playing time.

30. Otto Porter Jr. signs a long-term deal in Chicago without ever becoming a real free agent

Porter can either exercise his $28.5 million player option for 2020-21 and extend off of that number; decline that option during the season and extend off of his current salary; or decline it after the season and immediately ink a new contract. This seems like a good marriage between player and team.

31. The coach's challenge lasts only one season (at least in this form)

Coaches don't seem to like it. Fans don't want more reviews. Things could change. Coaches could warm to the rule as they figure out how to use it. It could correct a pivotal call in a way that ensures the "right" outcome in a playoff game -- earning support from fans and coaches alike.

But right now, this specific rule feels temporary.

32. The discussion about starting free agency before the draft gets new life.

It hasn't gone away.

33. Washington trades CJ Miles for two second-round picks but re-signs Davis Bertans

Some team will rescue Miles if he proves healthy and productive. Washington will get calls on Bertans too, and the Wizards might well move him if they get a good offer. But he's only 26, and everyone needs bigs who can shoot. He won't command a ton in free agency. Why not keep him?

34. Chicago trades Kris Dunn

Someone will take a cheapo flier: Orlando, Minnesota (reunion time!), New York (Frank Ntilikina challenge trade?), Detroit, maybe Washington?

35. And the Larry O'B goes to: Clippers over Sixers in seven.

Even though he'll be watching from afar rather than playing, Philadelphia Phillies mega-signing Bryce Harper says there is no jealousy that his former team, the Washington Nationals, is about to make its first World Series appearance.

"I think it's about being able to be the person that I am and not saying to myself, 'Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm not a National.' Or, 'Oh my gosh, those guys are doing what they're doing. I can't believe it. I'm so jealous,'" Harper told The Athletic for a story published Friday. "No. I'm so happy for them. You know how hard it is to get into the postseason and win games. For them to be able to put it together this year the way they have, it's an amazing thing."

Harper left the Nationals in the offseason after playing his first seven major league seasons in Washington. He signed a 13-year, $330 million contract with the Phillies.

"I made my decision, and that was my decision," Harper said. "And it was the final decision that I made. You know, jealousy isn't good. For me, it's about having the gratitude to go out and do what I do each day and not having an attitude toward anybody else."

Rather than signing Harper, the Nationals added Patrick Corbin and Anibal Sanchez to their rotation then stocked their bullpen at the trade deadline to prepare for a postseason run.

Harper said those moves, along with a much more affordable outfield of Juan Soto, Víctor Robles and Adam Eaton, put the Nationals in place to succeed.

"It was kind of the perfect storm for them," Harper said. "... Not signing me, they were able to go out and get the starting pitching that they needed and the pitching that they needed for their bullpen."

Harper's former teammate Jayson Werth warned not to go so far as to say that the Nationals are better because Harper's not there. Werth called that idea "the stupidest conversation ever."

For his part, Harper didn't want to respond to that kind of question.

"I'll let Jayson answer that for me," he said. "I won't comment on that one."

Harper and the Nationals are both sitting at home, but Washington will soon pick up the bats and gloves to face either the Houston Astros or New York Yankees in the World Series, which begins Tuesday.

And Harper said he is looking forward to those games.

"I like watching sports," Harper told The Athletic. "I enjoy watching games. So if the Astros beat the Yankees or vice versa, I [can't wait] to see that lineup for the Yankees hit against [the Nationals], or seeing that starting staff for the Astros against that starting staff of the Nats. That's pretty cool baseball right there."

It was a deep fly ball off the top of the wall that set up one of the loudest storylines of this postseason: Ronald Acuna Jr. "hoisted a mighty blast that wasn't quite as mighty as he believed" in Game 1 of the National League Division Series, began an early home run trot that cost him a double, then got chastised by his Atlanta Braves teammates and his "beyond miffed" manager. Acuna's presumption was, presumably, also noted by his opponents. "I was always aware when a runner made a mistake like that," TBS broadcaster Ron Darling said during the game.

All that laid the groundwork for the ninth inning, when Acuna hit one much farther, made an even more demonstrative show of celebrating it as it soared (truly, this time) into the bleachers, made the St. Louis Cardinals very mad, got himself both buzzed and drilled by fastballs later in the series, and had words with both Carlos Martinez and Jack Flaherty.

Of course, now we know something that Acuna didn't know when he hoisted that mighty blast: The postseason ball appears to have deadened since the regular season. This October ball has (for some unidentified reason) more drag, according to Rob Arthur at Baseball Prospectus, causing what had been regular-season homers to die on the warning track. Even Mike Shildt, the manager of the Cardinals, says so: His analytics team, Shildt said, estimates that balls are losing about 4.5 feet of carry.

Add 4.5 feet to Acuna's fly ball and he's trotting peacefully around the bases as the hero, a beloved young superstar instead of clubhouse tsk-tsk magnet. Acuna, presumably, knows what a home run feels like, and that felt like one. He just didn't know that the sport he'd played all season had suddenly changed. He wasn't shirking. He was giving us our first clue.

There are lots of clues, if we've been paying attention. It's like everybody on the field just walked out of a time machine, reacting to October 2019 technology with the wide-eyed disbelief of people calibrated to September 2019 physics. We rewatched every fly ball over 330 feet this postseason, and the reactions tell the story.

1. Hitters' reactions

Four days after Acuna's long single, Paul Goldschmidt hit a high fly ball to left field. This is where it landed:

It's the blur right in front of the front-row usher, who was fooled -- he was looking for it to land in the bullpen -- and who got a jolt when it bounced high off the edge of the padded wall. That wall isn't quite flush with the left-field wall -- there is about 3 feet of space, as you can see at the 40-second mark in this video -- but it's safe to say, from the steep angle at which the ball was descending, that Goldschmidt's home run was very nearly Nick Markakis' to carry back to the dugout.

Now check out Goldschmidt's trot on the play: He swings, he pauses a brief moment to admire his mighty blast, then he puts his head down and starts a casual jog to first base. Here's how casual: It took Acuna 6.2 seconds to jog to first on his controversial not-quite-a-homer trot; it took Goldschmidt 6.43 seconds. He had the trot of a hitter who hit one 15 rows deep, of a hitter who was extremely confident in his trot. And he was right, but ... eek! Three feet! Wouldn't that have been awkward if it had come up 3 feet shorter and stayed in the yard: Goldschmidt would have had to get a talking-to from his manager. Goldschmidt would have had to be publicly scolded by his teammates!

Goldschmidt got it right. But there are a bunch of hitters whose fly balls stayed in, probably to their surprise. I'm pretty sure Carlos Correa thought he had this one. I'm pretty sure Justin Turner thought he had this one. I'm pretty sure Marwin Gonzalez thought he had this one. For a second, Gleyber Torres definitely thought he had this one.

2. Fielders' reactions

How, you might wonder, does a center fielder even get in that position, diving in on a ball that was hit just short of the warning track? Simple: He sees a ball smashed at a home run velocity (or close to it), turns to run deep where he thinks he might have to leap for the ball, without realizing that all the baseballs this postseason have been soaked in milk. Then he corrects awkwardly to try to make the catch.

This one instance could be explained as just one fielder taking just one bad route. But there have been a bunch of these this postseason, in which a fielder ends up coming in on a ball that lands 396 feet from home plate. They're not all awkward like this one, but check out Michael Taylor running to the wall, appearing prepared to make a leap at the wall, and then realizing he needs to circle in and catch the ball at the edge of the track. Or Tommy Edman going almost to the wall and then taking eight steps in. Or Adam Eaton, diving horizontally along the warning track while reaching in to catch a ball that he overestimated. That one actually is awkward like the first one, but presume it's not Eaton's fault. Outfielders, too, know what 2019 home runs look like off the bat.

3. Teammates' reactions

That's the Dodgers' dugout emptying in expectation that Will Smith's fly ball to right field would come down on a fan and give the Dodgers a walk-off victory in Game 5 of the NLDS. Of course, you can check the schedule; you know that the Dodgers did not win Game 5 of the NLDS. The ball was caught on the warning track.

Unlike Acuna and Goldschmidt, teammates do not get to feel how the ball comes off the bat. They have to rely on the sound of the contact, the sight of the trajectory, their experience watching fly balls that their teammates hit -- and, in this case, Smith's own communication. It's a little hard to judge Smith's reaction in its entirety -- the live shot of him cut away before he had discarded the bat, and the replay starts only as he's releasing the bat, without perfect continuity -- but we know he flipped his bat:

And we think, based on the center-field shot of him winding up to flip the bat, that his first instinct was to launch his bat onto a space expedition to find Jose Bautista's bat, last seen heading toward the Andromeda galaxy. Will Smith hit 15 home runs this year. He's generally an authority on what those feel like, and he was very excited by the fly out he hit.

4. Pitchers' reactions

Some pitchers don't turn around on deep fly outs. It's a power move. Some pitchers don't turn around on home runs. It's a frustration and shame move. It's hard to know, then, whether Twins right-hander Tyler Duffey knew this ball was going to end up at the warning track, not over the wall -- especially because Duffey usually turns and looks at both home runs and deep fly balls, though he continues watching only the latter.

But there's a moment when I think it is strongly suggestive that Duffey thinks this one is gone. Giancarlo Stanton hits the ball. Stanton doesn't move; he stares at it, bat upright, assessing. Duffey stares straight ahead, assessing in his own way. He might be watching Stanton, or the crowd, or just listening, for clues. And the moment comes at 0:05 in this clip, when one kid in the front row raises his right hand and points, another goes "ooooooohhhhh" and shoots out of his seat, and a third one gets a big wide grin.

At that moment, Duffey's shoulders slump slightly, his head turns about 10 degrees to his left, and his posture seems to go groooooan. I could be wrong here -- Duffey might just have been mad to have allowed a sacrifice fly -- but this postseason has been full of pitchers with panic in their eyes, whipping around in distress to track fly balls that ended up on the warning track. Here's Julio Urias jumping up and down three times. Here's Daniel Hudson, scrunching up his legs agitatedly. Here's Sean Doolittle, unwilling to look at first, before realizing that air resistance is his friend and that deep fly outs are actually the best highlights in a home run era.

5. Fans' reactions

Fans always overreact to fly balls, obviously. We go to baseball games to watch gods, and when Zeus flings a lightning bolt we expect he's going to hit his target, not mumble an apology after missing short. So sure, when Acuna hit this fly ball to the warning track the fans in St. Louis had concerns.

But something different is happening in the crowd shot I'm about to show you. If you think there's a monster under your bed, you have a furrowed, stressed-out, timid look. But when you look under the bed and you actually see a monster with snakes for hair, you get a very different look. These people saw Acuna fly out to the warning track and, because they thought this was 2019 and not 2015, they turned to stone:

These fans knew that the ball was hit like a home run, and they were right. They didn't know that we live in a simulated universe that is undergoing constant maintenance.

6. Camera operators' reactions

As a cameraman, the upper-deck fly ball has to be the moment you wait for: the one chance to rise beyond the little green township at ground level and stretch the lens toward that expansive heaven beyond the outfield walls. So when Eddie Rosario hit this fly ball, the camera first tracks the outfielder moving back in pursuit, then makes that bold decision to just go for it: It zooms in on the ball, leaves the field down below, and floats its gaze up to Row 37 or wherever Rosario's game-tying home run is going to land.

Except, but, oh no, ack, this ball is made out of rolled-up electrical tape! The camera must sheepishly retreat to show the ball hitting off the wall for a very-much-not-game-tying double. A subtle reminder that we must never, ever hope.

7. My reactions

I went aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh at this ball, which was hit by Adeiny Hechavarria. That's how lively the ball we're used to is: I had no doubt that Hechavarria, with his career .352 slugging percentage, had homered just because he pulled a fly ball. That's 2019 baseball: Only five players qualified for the batting title (502 plate appearances) without reaching double-digit home run totals. Five years ago, there were 44. Every hitter in baseball is now a home run hitter. So Adeiny Hechavarria? He's part of the "every hitter in baseball" cohort.

The broadcaster thought it was gone. There was no doubt in either my voice or the broadcaster's voice that this ball was gone, and I'm not sure levitating Andrew Miller felt very good about it either. It came up about a foot short of the warning track. The postseason balls might be made out of recycled bowling balls and sand.

Of course, that's an exaggeration. The ball isn't dead; it just isn't flying like it did in the regular season, when half the teams in the league set franchise home run records. And, incrementally, we seem to be getting used to it. When Didi Gregorius flied deep to right field in the third game of the ALCS, he didn't flip his bat in anticipation of a go-ahead homer, nor fling it down in frustration of a deep fly out. Rather, he had the posture -- as did Astros pitcher Gerrit Cole -- of a deeply uncertain and impotent observer, waiting to find out whether The Big Wheel was going to settle on 100 or 5. Still, there remain some miscalibrations, some clues that the players are not dealing with familiar physics yet. When Yankees pitcher Tommy Kahnle allowed a deep fly ball to Martin Maldonado a half-inning later, Kahnle screamed some things he should apologize to himself for; it turned out, he had actually gotten the inning-ending out.

The good news, if you like this grounded style of baseball, is that it might stay this way for a while. The good news, if you like unrestrained dingers, is that it might not. MLB doesn't seem to know why the ball is suddenly behaving differently than it did all season, other than, as the league put it in a statement to baseball writer Ben Lindbergh, that "the drag of the baseball can vary over different time periods." So watch closely; this might all change any second, and the players might unwittingly be the first to tell us.

British number one Johanna Konta has pulled out of next week's WTA Elite Trophy in Zhuhai and will not play again this season.

The 28-year-old's last match was a quarter-final defeat by Elina Svitolina at the US Open in September.

Konta has had pain in her knee, and has decided to focus on rehabilitation for the rest of the year.

She is currently ranked 11th in the world, having begun the year 38th and fallen to 47th in April.

A semi-final at the French Open and a Wimbledon quarter-final, before her run to the last eight at Flushing Meadows, saw her move back up the rankings.

When Dylan Larkin made his NHL debut for the Detroit Red Wings in 2015, at age 19, it was a hockey dream. Larkin grew up in Waterford, Michigan, halfway between Flint and Detroit. He played his state championship hockey game at Joe Louis Arena and hoped one day to return as an NHL player. Not only did he come back, but he did it with the iconic spoked wheel on his jersey. He joined a team with players he grew up idolizing: Pavel Datsyuk, Henrik Zetterberg, Niklas Kronwall, Johan Franzen.

"Honestly, it was surreal," Larkin said. "My first year, when we made the playoffs, it was part of the 25-year-streak, and I played with some of my role models growing up. Just being around that energy of a playoff game at Joe Louis Arena, the feeling in the city, and being on the ice with those guys, it was a really cool thing to experience."

Larkin put up 23 goals as a rookie, but Detroit lost its first-round series to Tampa Bay. That summer, Datsyuk announced he was going back to his native Russia. And it became clear that Franzen, who missed nearly all of 2015-16 with concussion symptoms, would not play again.

Once the 25-year-playoff streak ended, the storied franchise closed the book on era. And the beginning of the next one looked bleak. For the past three seasons, Detroit has been in salary-cap hell. It finished with losing records for the first time since 1991 -- five years before Larkin was born. Detroit never had to rebuild in the span since, only reload, and now it was all catching up. The roster lacked enough top-end talent, and enough depth. The Joe shut its doors, and so began a prolonged, sad demolition. The Red Wings christened Little Caesars Arena, one of the glitziest new buildings in the league, but could barely drum up excitement for fans.

"The last few years have been tough to swallow," Larkin said.

"We were the team that was out in February, when you're sitting and have two months of the season left, and two months of games where they don't mean anything," said longtime winger Justin Abdelkader. "We weren't used to it, and that's not where we want to be."

This summer included a glimmer of hope. The Red Wings welcomed Steve Yzerman as general manager. Not only is Yzerman a Hall of Fame player for the Wings, but he comes off an eight-year stint with the Lightning in which -- through bold moves, shrewd drafting and strong development -- he built Tampa Bay into a powerhouse.

"He's a legend here, an icon," said Kronwall, who retired in the offseason, then joined the front office staff. "Then, he comes back. His track record speaks for itself, of what he did down in Tampa. So just getting him back into the organization is great. Let alone being the general manager and guiding this franchise back to where it's supposed to be, and where it should be."

Across the Red Wings organization, there was a common sentiment. Everyone was sad to see Ken Holland go (the longtime GM initially agreed to stay on as an advisor, but then took the GM job in Edmonton). After all, over two-plus decades, Holland led the team to three Stanley Cups and was in the organization for four. Yzerman's arrival also brought cautious optimism that the rebuild will now accelerate.

"It was pretty surprising, I didn't expect it to happen that fast," said goaltender Jimmy Howard. "But also excitement. Even though it was tough to see Kenny go, Yzerman being here has us all pretty excited. Sometimes you need change to move forward."

Yzerman has promised to restore a winning culture but has been overly cautious in assigning a timeline. "I don't know if it will take one, two or five years," Yzerman said. In fact, he evades sharing as many details as possible.

He won't give any clues on what he'd like his team's identity to be -- "To answer your question, yeah, I do know what I'm looking for. Do I want to elaborate on it? Not particularly. Can I? Not particularly," he said -- nor any particulars on how he would categorize the 2019-20 season as a success, besides "everyone in the organization, at all levels, getting better."

Yzerman was quiet in his first summer, signing a depth forward (Valtteri Filppula) and a depth defenseman (Patrik Nemeth) and trading for a depth winger (Adam Erne) from his former team, the Tampa Bay Lighting. It's almost as if he's using this season to suss out what he has, before putting his signature stamp on things. The worst of the cap issues have passed, and next summer, Detroit could have upward of $38 million to spend.

"It's going to take time," Kronwall warned. "In Tampa, he had a number of years where they had high draft picks, and he was able to develop them. What also made them successful was they were able to find these guys to come up every year, and it was like, 'Hey wait, where did he come from?'

"Yanni Gourde is a great example to me. Where did this guy come from? A year or two before that, he had double hip surgery. Now he's doing great, playing in the NHL, and doing it really well. So you don't always need the high-end draft picks to pan out, you need the other guys to blossom, as well."

As a talent evaluator, Yzerman is known for trusting his eye and identifying gems. So it should be no surprise that his first draft selection was a surprise: 18-year-old German defender Moritz Seider, at No. 6 overall. When Seider's name was called, cameras found him in the crowd, eyes agape and hands covering his mouth; it instantly became a gif:

Love the reaction, Moritz Seider! #NHLDraft pic.twitter.com/UKAglDPdWw

— NHL GIFs (@NHLGIFs) June 22, 2019

Through camp, there were two things everyone said about Seider. "He's a big kid" -- he clocks in at 6-foot-4, 207 pounds -- who can skate well and has "great hockey sense."

Kronwall said at the team's rookie tournament in Traverse City that Seider stood out. "There were scouts from other teams coming up to us and telling us they were pretty impressed," Kronwall said.

The Red Wings play in the top-heavy Atlantic Division. Besides the Lightning, they have to wade through the defending Eastern Conference champion Bruins, plus the star-studded Maple Leafs. The Panthers made big upgrades this season, including hiring coach Joel Quenneville, and even the Sabres look better than expected.

"Ultimately, all the teams in the league are pretty good," Yzerman said. "I don't think there is a huge difference between the best [and worst] team in the league on any given night. It's the team that plays better. We can win a lot of games by being disciplined and by outworking other teams."

Especially as they build it back up, the Red Wings are looking to develop a strong work ethic. "I don't think we have the skill level to out-skill other teams," Kronwall said. "It's going to come down to hard work. That's something the coaches have been trying to establish at training camp. We need everyone to buy in."

The Red Wings' training camp was bristling with intensity. Drills often involved bodies flying across the ice, and blocking shots (albeit often with sponge pucks).

"This camp, and [Mike Babcock's] first one, in 2005-06, were the most intense camps I've been part of," Howard said.

Yzerman said coach Jeff Blashill -- who had recently signed a two-year extension under Holland that Yzerman honored -- sets the agenda for camp. "Though I'm sure with a new general manager, guys want to make a good first impression," Yzerman said.

Returning players lament that the Red Wings weren't as bad as their record suggested over the past three seasons. "A lot of times, we've beaten ourselves, whether not playing smart with the lead or losing a late one and losing in overtime," Abdelkader said. "We've found more ways to lose games than win them."

Detroit had 23 one-goal losses last season, fourth-most in the NHL. That includes 13 one-goal losses in regulation, second-most in the league (the Canucks had 14).

"If we're healthy, we're always in games, were always right there," Larkin said. "If we could only just get that extra edge."

Larkin, 23, is likely the captain-in-waiting -- Yzerman said he needs time to evaluate before deciding on captaincy -- and the organization feels good about the chemistry he has developed with Anthony Matha, 25, and Tyler Bertuzzi, 24. Yzerman also singles out defenseman Filip Hronek, 22, and center Andreas Athanasiou, 25, as part of the young core he'd like to build around. "Erne is in that same age group, and we'll see if he can take another step," Yzerman said.

"Everything takes time, but there's no doubt that we have really good pieces in play," Kronwall said. "Just the emergence of Dylan Larkin alone. He's a special player. The drive he has -- he does it every night."

Defenseman Mike Green also notes how Larkin sets the tone for the group. "He's got this drive, like when the dog is chasing the bone and playing fetch, he just wants it so bad," Green said.

What Kronwall notices most is how Larkin has evolved. "His first year, he came in and everything went great, and then that second year had a little down year and he was frustrated. He then came into becoming a more two-way center and taking responsibility at both ends of the ice -- it's very impressive.

"Larks, he was able to get a few years with Henrik Zetterberg; I think he learned a ton just being near him, and I think there's a need for that. Now Larks got to watch it up close, now the next generation will get to see him and how he's doing it on a nightly basis. And that's how the tradition will be passed on."

On Saturday afternoon, for only the second time in their hockey-playing lives, brothers Quinn and Jack Hughes will line up on opposite sides of the ice. And this time they will do it wearing NHL uniforms, just as they had dreamed of while playing on outdoor rinks growing up, honing their preternatural skill and creativity.

Plenty of siblings have played against each other in the NHL over the years, from the Staals to the Espositos to the Niedermayers. But few have met on the ice at such a young age -- Quinn turned 20 on Monday, and Jack is only 18 -- and as such highly-touted rookies.

Jack, a center who went first overall in the 2019 NHL draft to the New Jersey Devils, was ESPN's No. 1-ranked NHL-affiliated prospect heading into the season. Quinn, a defenseman drafted seventh overall in 2018 by the Vancouver Canucks, was slotted at No. 4. Both are viewed as legitimate threats to win the Calder Trophy as Rookie of the Year.

It all makes Saturday's 1 p.m. ET matchup involving the Devils and Canucks an extra special one, featuring two of the brightest, budding American stars in the game. It will also be unfamiliar territory for a pair of brothers who have spent hours on the ice together growing up, but very little time in competitive games, whether on the same team or not.

The only other time the brothers went head-to-head was just over one year ago, when Jack led the U.S. national under-18 team with three points in a 6-3 win over Quinn's University of Michigan squad. The game began on a more playful note, with Quinn leaving his spot on defense to take the game's opening draw against the brother 19 months his junior.

Brother vs. brother...literally.

Tonight's @USAHockeyNTDP vs. @umichhockey game started with a face-off between Quinn and Jack Hughes. pic.twitter.com/1VVoTDcN3z

— Michael Caples (@michaelcaples) October 12, 2018

But don't expect that to be be repeated when they square off Saturday. Things have become rather serious quickly, especially for Jack, who was held without a point until the Devils' seventh game of the season, when he registered an assist against the New York Rangers.

Quinn is off to a stronger start. After appearing in five NHL games at the end of last season in which he registered three assists, he has one goal and two assists through six games this season. His goal came in the Canucks' home opener, and a mob of reporters surrounding Quinn after the game quickly called attention to Jack's lack of points and jokingly inquired whether he had family bragging rights.

"I think that would be kind of childish," he replied.

It was a window into the mind and demeanor of a protective older brother. And the reaction wasn't a surprise to the brothers' father, Jim Hughes.

"You know, Quinn's got a big heart, and he's very thoughtful. No one is a bigger fan of Jack than Quinn," he says. "Quinn understands Jack's capabilities and the interior expectations Jack has."

Jim and Ellen Hughes have tried to give their sons space as they begin this transition to the NHL in what will be a life-changing year for all of them.

"We've stayed out of their way, as we should. We've been really paying attention from afar," Jim says.

For both Quinn and Jack, this season is the first time they're not living within a reasonable driving distance from their family home, which has been in Canton, Michigan for the past three years. The boys were born in Florida, but the family moved around a bit, with stops in Boston and the Toronto suburbs before landing in Michigan.

Quinn had a little more experience away, moving to join the U.S. National Team Development Program (NTDP) before the family relocated to Michigan from the Toronto area. He also lived on campus, while just down the road, at the University of Michigan and now is on his own in Vancouver. But Jack was under the same roof with his parents until leaving for New Jersey -- where he now resides with Devils goaltender Cory Schneider and his family.

Having boys on opposite sides of the continent, it has been especially difficult to try to make it to games. Jim still hasn't seen Quinn play a live game this season and had been only to two of Jack's NHL games.

"Quite frankly, it's been more productive because we just stay at home and have one big computer, a smaller computer and then the big TV and we've got all the games right there," Jim says.

That will change Saturday when Jim, Ellen and 70 close friends and family members will be in attendance for the first Hughes-vs.-Hughes NHL matchup in Newark.

One family member who won't be in attendance, however, is the youngest of the three hockey-playing Hughes brothers, Luke. He will be with the U.S. national under-17 team in their USHL game against the Chicago Steel that same day. The 16-year-old has continued the recent tradition of playing at USA Hockey's NTDP while wearing the No. 43 both Quinn and Jack wore in their U17 seasons.

"We offer the same support to Luke that we gave the other two, which is why we're still here in Michigan," Jim says. "He's got his own goals and aspirations on his mind."

By all accounts, Luke has gotten off to a spectacular start to the season, having posted nine points in nine games. A smooth-skating blueliner like Quinn, Luke is unlike his brothers in one interesting way: He's the first of the boys to crack the 6-foot mark, which might shield him from some of the additional size-related scrutiny the other two faced (both are 5-10) and overcame while coming up. Luke will be draft-eligible in 2021.

Despite not being able to attend in person as much as they'd hope, Jim and Ellen haven't missed a game yet this season, sometimes needing three screens to track each of their sons wherever they might be in the hockey world. It makes for some long nights.

"When we have the doubleheader, we've got Jack playing at 7, Quinn at 10 and then Luke's up for school at 6:05 in the morning, so you wake up and you feel like a zombie," Jim says, noting the youngest Hughes boy often isn't staying up for the nightcap games. "That's how we've been juggling it so far."

Jim and Ellen know the hockey landscape pretty well themselves. Ellen was a star player at the University of New Hampshire and skated for the U.S. women's national team in the second women's World Championship. Jim, meanwhile, played at Providence College and had a long coaching career that included a stint as an assistant with the Boston Bruins in the early 2000s and the director of player development with the Toronto Maple Leafs from 2009 to 2015. The experience of watching their sons learn the ropes of playing the game at its highest level has been a rewarding experience.

"It's a whole new lens that I'm seeing it from now," says Jim, who now works in player development with CAA Sports. "When I was with the Leafs or now at CAA, you're always trying to give the proper advice or thoughts, and steer these kids in the right direction so they can navigate their careers. I'm dealing with two teenagers here, and that's interesting what it brings.

"It's a very difficult league. As I've always said in the past years, it's a humbling sport, so you've got to roll with the good and the bad, and you've got to keep pushing up the mountain and you have no other choice. You've got to keep working at your trade every single day."

The Hughes' family patriarch is offering advice only when asked, though, and has largely been pleased with the way his son are performing.

Jack has never had much trouble producing. He shattered records at the NTDP and torched the most recent men's World Under-18 Championship as the U.S. won a bronze medal. He's also the first player to go directly from the NTDP, where the team plays a mixed schedule among college, USHL and international opponents, to the NHL. It's a pretty big jump, and few know that better than Jim, who has watched players navigate those transitions to the NHL for years.

"It's a journey," he says. "It's not a track race. It's learning to play the game the right way. This is a bigger picture. It's not just one night, or two nights or three nights. We're really happy where the boys are at right now and we'll support them any way we can."

On Saturday in the Prudential Center, the cheers will be loudest for No. 43 in white and No. 86 in red in what could be the first of many meetings between the two brothers who used to fill their basement walls with puck-shaped scars, building toward their dream together.

Phil Mickelson loves to hit bombs and one of his big drives nearly resulted in an ace in Round 2 of the CJ Cup.

Playing the 353-yard, par-4 14th, Mickelson hit driver and the ball caromed off the flagstick, nearly dropping for an albatross.

Mickelson made the eagle putt, but then bogeyed his next two holes en route to an even-par 72. He's at 2 under par, 11 off the lead.

Gulam Bodi, the former South Africa and Lions batsman, has been sentenced to five years in prison after pleading guilty to eight charges of corruption in a landmark case in South Africa. Bodi, who has two ODI and one T20 international cap, is the first person to be imprisoned under the Prevention and Combating of Corrupt Activities Act of 2004, came into effect in the aftermath of the Hansie Cronje match-fixing scandal in 2000.

The Act contains a clause that relates directly to corruption in sporting events (see sidebar) which makes match-fixing and spot-fixing in South Africa a crime. It carries a maximum sentence of 15 years. The State asked for Bodi to receive five, which has been granted.

Bodi was charged under the Act after being banned by Cricket South Arica for 20 years for his role in contriving to fix or otherwise influence aspects of the 2015 RamSlam T20 domestic tournament. At the time, CSA said none of the fixtures were affected by fixing after the conspirators' plans were foiled and held their own disciplinary process before handing evidence over to the police.

Bodi handed himself over to police in July last year and pleaded guilty on November 4, 2018. He was due to be sentenced in January. Multiple postponements led to the sentencing being delayed to October 18. Bodi will apply for leave to appeal and an extension of his bail. He was released on R3000 bail last (US$202) last year.

Six other players, Ethy Mbhalati, Alviro Petersen, Thami Tsolekile, Jean Symes, Lonwabo Tsotsobe and Pumi Matshikwe received bans of between two and 12 years. None of the other players were pursued by police. One of them, Petersen, has since served his ban and returned to working in cricket, as a commentator. Petersen was at the Commercial Crimes Court in Pretoria for Bodi's sentencing.

Good day for cricket!!!

Gulam Bodi just been sentenced to 5 years in prison.

He will apply for leave to Appeal and to extend bail his bail, pending the outcome of the appeal.

— Alviro Petersen (@AlviroPetersen) October 18, 2019