Jesus, doesn’t get much more depressing than this.  Nothing worse than watching a guy’s life effectively end in real time.     Like you live in Detroit.   You look forward to literally two things, the resurgence of the auto industry and watching your favorite player Tayshaun Prince play 41 times a year.  Hover over the tunnel clapping waiting for your hero to come out and get a text from your buddy that he’s in Memphis now and you’re stuck rooting for Rodney Stuckey and Jose Calderon.   Brutal.  Tayshaun Prince fan club has officially hit rock bottom.