Listen up, Detroit. That final score between the Knicks and Spurs is just noise in the rearview mirror. The real season is over, the trophy is handed out, and if you aren’t looking ahead, you’re getting left in the dust. We’re living in the dead heat of July, which means the front offices are the ones playing the real games right now. While the rest of the league is busy chasing headlines, we’re keeping our eyes on the Motor City. The draft has come and gone, and free agency is where the real men are separated from the boys. For us Pistons fans, it’s all about the blueprint. We don’t want handouts; we want a squad that plays with that blue-collar, lunch-pail mentality that made this city a dynasty. I’m watching the cap space, I’m watching the roster tweaks, and I’m waiting to see who’s got the heart to wear the jersey. It’s time to stop talking about potential and start talking about production. The summer grind is where the next championship team is forged. Stay focused, stay hungry, and remember—Detroit against everybody.