Kwame Brown is the King of Detroit

Without having played one minute of basketball for the Detroit Pistons, with all of the history of cake throwing, injuries and extremely sub-par play, Kwame Brown will wake up this morning the most popular man named Kwame in the City of Detroit.

Thanks to Kwame Kilpatrick.

Kwame Brown trip and fall into Chauncey Billups and rupture his Achilles tendon and it wouldn’t matter. He can challenge Rasheed Wallace on the government’s plot to undermine minority populations in metropolitan areas and it would be like debating the chicken or the egg principle.

He could wear a Larry Bird throwback and vow to shoot threes every time he touches the ball this season, and he still could not fall out of favor as much as the embattled mayor of Detroit has. Where Brown has been clownish and a waste of potential throughout his career, Kilpatrick has wasted money, time and patience through his extramarital and financial exploits.

And because of the fiasco the city’s mayor has created, there’s nothing Kwame can do that can ever turn Pistons fans against him.

In fact, he should start wearing and marketing T-Shirts that read, “My Last Name is NOT Kilpatrick.”

When asked by reporters about his next four-point, six-rebound, three-turnover night in 18 minutes, he should simply respond, “Listen, I’m just out here trying to help the team. Now Kwame Kilpatrick? THAT’S somebody you gotta look out for.”

So congratulations, Kwame Brown. You just might have found your paradise in the mess another Kwame made out of Detroit.