The envelope from the Celtics' front office was a masterpiece of corporate elegance. Heavy, cream-colored stock, the team's iconic shamrock logo embossed in a tasteful, muted green. It felt more like a wedding invitation than a death notice. Kyle Wilson held it, his fingers tracing the raised print, feeling the finality in its weight. It wasn't a termination; it was a "contract buyout agreement." The language inside was a masterclass in sterile, legal compassion, praising his "indelible contributions," his "championship heart," and wishing him "the very best in his future endeavors." A "future" that very explicitly did not include the Boston Celtics.