After returning to Memphis from Toronto, Link went to general manager Chris Wallace's office during his midday training break. There, he was about to sign his second 10-day contract with the Grizzlies.
Grizzlies general manager Chris Wallace looked nothing like most people imagined a general manager would. He didn't look as calculating as Popovich, nor did he have the imposing presence Larry Bird seemed to command just from his face.
Chris Wallace had a round face and a head of graying curls that looked completely untamed. He had taken over the Memphis Grizzlies in 2007, replacing the departing Logo, Jerry West. The biggest deal he had made so far was handing Paul Gasol over to the Lakers.
But looking at things now, Chris Wallace's trade involving Paul Gasol hadn't actually been all that bad. It was hardly a case of simply giving him away.
"Link, have a seat. The contract's ready, just like the last one. So there's no need to call Jeff Austin in today."
As soon as Link walked in, Chris Wallace warmly invited him to sit down and handed him the contract. Wallace might not have looked especially imposing, but at least he was easier to like than the phony Morey.
"You did a good job in those two games. It's clear you're a great fit for the team. I hope you can keep up the good work during your next 10-day contract."
"I will, Mr. Chris Wallace." Even without Wallace saying it, Link would treasure his second 10-day contract.
After all, if he came back here to sign another contract...it would be a guaranteed deal!
"Link, I heard you stay late every night to get extra practice?" Chris Wallace asked with interest as Link signed the contract.
"I started out behind everyone else, so I have