Soft. Like a lot of these so called superstars these days. They have an overdose of new disease called Lebronism. Only play a few games a month so as not to wear out their frail bodies. Hell if they can’t play a 30 game schedule, they have no chance in the pros. No heart, no respect for the game, guys like this do only play for the name on the back. Same mantra as that greaseball we used to have for a coach. Now we are stuck with polar opposite Gomar Pyle Pope. Somewhere out there is a coach that won’t cowtow to these Prima Dona’s and will show them the door. Go forth and find me that coach.