All right, let's move forward. It's Friday, you know what time it is time to talk about the NBA Award Future market. This week, let's check in on the Rookie of the Year, which might be more surprising than you think, because guess what, because what guess what? Victor wembin Yama is no longer leading the race. He opened up the season right a minus two twenty five, which in the biz is an overwhelming favorite. But as Lee Corso would say, not so fast, my friend, not so fast. No one
showed Chet Holmgren. They wrote him off, but he did not write back. He was plus five hundred on opening night. But guess what he is now the favorite on some bucks. I guess that's what fifteen blocks and two games does. He's been insane, exciting. And what's crazy about this, right, is that Victor waman Allas hasn't even been that bad. He's been very good. He has been kind of, as advertised, a little green. But he is like nineteen years old. Chet's spent a year in the league. He's not even
really a rookie. He's been with OKSEE since last two julys ago. He was drafted when Victor Wamanyama didn't even have hype like that. Nobody even knew outside of the people who were inside the league and really following the recruiting circle. People didn't even know Victor Womanyama like that. That is how long Chet's been with the OKC thunder chet Man right now, seventeen eight and two in his last fifteen games. Great numbers for a rookie. The defense, though, folks,
the defense is what is standing out to me. Three and a half blocks and a steal per game, not three and a half stocks. Three and a half blocks and a steal. Four and a half stocks stocks stock stocks. Let's compare this to Victor Womenyama's last ten eighteen, fourteen and three with three and a half blocks and two steals per game. Whoa two steals for a man that's like the slender Man seven foot five stealing the rock.
The difference, though, if you had to guess what the difference between Victor Wemenyama in his stats and Chet Holmgren in his stats were, what would it be? Shit, don't doubt my body spurs fucking suck right now. They're one in nineteen in their last twenty games. OKAC fourteen and six. So all that tells you is that winning actually impacts this race. Normally an award that has no regard for
team success, apparently in this race it does. Chet is impacting winning in a massive way with Oka see man hitting last second shots to tie the game, go to overtime, blocking peeps in the laying with the game on the line. When Minyama his plus minus negative seven point four in his last twenty games, Chet plus six point two, that is a massive difference. That is a quick mask will thirteen points six turnaround. That is why Chet is now minus one twenty. That is why Victor stands at minus
one ten. So it's basically neck and neck right now. Gonna be an incredibly fun race to track, and we will track it as now we have legit two generational stars going crazy back and forth like it's Mike Tyson and Evander Holyfield. Nobody bite each other's ear, folks, nobody. Let's keep it above board. If oh a question, if one of those guys was to bite the other one's ear off, who do you think it would be? I feel like it would be Chet Chat would bite the
shit out of Victor's ear. Anyways, for the rest of the field. Jimi hawkez is now twenty five to one, Ausar Thompson one hundred and twenty five to one. Derek Lively actually out with an ankle sprain right now, no timetable for his return. Plus fifteen thousand, which is one hundred and set. That's a one hundred and fifty to one. We got Brandon Miller two hundred to one. Julian Strawther, by the way, was not even on the board. Julian Strather You might not know him. He's for the Denver Nuggets.
He's been playing incredibly well. He is now two thousand to one from off the board. That's some line movement. And Scoot Anderson is plus twenty five thousand, which is two hundred and fifty to one. Banging rookie class. There's gonna be players that I would normally be in that would normally be in the mix, but this year not so much. It is a two horse race. It is going to be a blast walking watching them come down the face