Jimmy Butler was expected to meet with Timberwolves officials in Minneapolis.
Instead — and there is no reason to be concerned about this — Butler graciously invited the Wolves to visit him in Los Angeles on Tuesday.
There are no indications that Butler is employing a power play.
Nor is there any reason to worry that Magic Johnson and LeBron James parked in Butler's garage so the Wolves could make use of the driveway, which provides easy access to the servants' entrance.
If the informed speculation is accurate, Jimmy Butler and Karl-Anthony Towns aren't happy, Andrew Wiggins is tired of being made a scapegoat and Tom Thibodeau is on notice. That was the emotional landscape that prompted the meeting.
In the next five months, the Wolves will decide to trade or keep Butler. The latter strategy might lead to Butler's departure next summer as a free agent, which would return the Wolves to their previous condition — a struggling young team dependent on the development and happiness of Towns and Wiggins.
You could view the Wolves' predicament as the latest franchise disaster. Or you can take the global view, which is:
This is what the modern NBA is like for contenders. You are at the mercy of players who can alter the league's hierarchy with one mood swing and a couple of texts.