Doug Collins. The man will wear on you, but before he wears on you, he'll win with you.
This team has burgeoning talent. As mismatched as it is, you can't get away from all the parts this squad has. And though Collins' slow-down style (and trust me, if history is any indication, the Sixers will be one of the slowest teams in the NBA despite their athletic talent) doesn't seem to match the hand he's been dealt, he is a good enough tactician to win in spite of himself.
Let's not think of this upstart roster as chopped liver, either. Jrue Holiday(notes) shows incredible promise. Lou Williams has settled down into a very good hybrid guard, the team's forwards at best fill the holes in one head with the bumps in another, and Andre Iguodala(notes) is just the sort of ball-dominating point forward sort that Collins seems to thrive with.
Why I think I could be terribly, terribly wrong?
As mentioned above, the roster doesn't really seem to be full of parts that complement each other, and Doug Collins is a bit of a worry.
Doug is hardly amenable to change, nor to acclimating to the roster he has in place. Because it's early and it remains to be seen whether or not this sort of roster is suited for someone like Collins, we're going glass half-full. But if it isn't? It won't matter to the new Sixers coach, he'll press on, and games won't be won.
Especially if his personnel choices reek. As soon as it was announced that the Kings had dumped Nocioni's salary on the 76ers, anyone familiar with both Noc and Collins let out a troubled "uh oh." Not that Andres isn't a good player sometimes, but he's the sort of guy that will make you forget the five bad things he did that led up to the one fantastic move he pulled off. Collins has that sort of memory with certain players, and it's rarely conducive to winning.
And with someone like Anthony Bowie? The memory never goes away.