Google “James Wade” and the first person who comes up is an English professional darts player known as “the Machine.” Machine? The bloke plays a bar game for a living. Steel tips and frothy sips. You’ve got to be kidding.
So much for coaching the best women’s basketball team on the planet, right? Even here in Chicago, our James Wade — already a champion and with an even stronger Sky team in 2022 — exists somewhat as an afterthought. We’re too busy shredding Tony La Russa, an active Hall of Famer, for his managerial foibles. We’re too preoccupied with newcomer Matt Eberflus, who probably won’t make it through September before a bunch of us decide he’s just another Marc Trestman, John Fox or Matt Nagy. Wade, meanwhile, moves about with very little fanfare.
