I’m not a fan of agent Drew Rosenhaus. I think he slimes up teams whose big players he represents.

So when top-notch athletes drop him as an agent (as they continue to do), I like it.

Not only has Jimmy Smith, with all his baggage, not been drafted yet (let’s be honest, he would have gone at No. 20 earliest), but Drew Rosenhaus is the one sitting next to him while he stews.

UPDATE: Smith goes to the Raves. The ESPN camera was on him for 20 seconds before he got his phone call, during which span he looked like he was spaced out on cough syrup or something.