The fail: Dwight Howard's free agency refuses to end.
Remember when everyone loved Dwight Howard? The guy who dressed up like Superman for dunk contests and was always smiling? That guy is long gone, replaced by a loathsome waffler who is seemingly never content with whatever team he is playing on. His free agency was predictably painful to watch, receiving an inordinate amount of media coverage and loaded with indecision. One day it was L.A., the next Houston, then Golden State. Even after Howard picked Houston, there was a last second "oh wait a minute" where he decided maybe he didn't want to leave L.A. after all. It will be interesting to see how long it takes for him to get sick of Houston; we'll give it seven months.