Some of you may have seen my grassroots movement, started by a poster, on the Fox Sports recap. Here it is earlier in the night: Steve, in my eyes, you can say anything. Later, here I am two rows in front of Lon Babby (he's not in the picture): I don't see why I can't be GM. Both Lon and I have a license to
kill practice law. Right now, though, I feel like he gave me a pen.
My wife liked the game because Kris Kardashian was playing. She hates Kim now. Someone else had a pretty cool sign that said "Team Kardashian." Some drunks next to her were chanting, "Reggie Bush, Reggie Bush." I guess that team-choosing has something to do with those movies where middle-aged women drool over adolescent vampires and werewolves with rock-hard abs.
Anyway, I got a picture of that famous Kardashian Kaboose:
So, there you go.
Here's the thing:
I enjoyed watching the Suns play tonight. I think about how good Markieff Morries will become once he's been battle-hardened. I like thinking about the Suns in 2-3 years with Marcin Gortat as a solid force in the middle. I like the Suns' defense this year (just work on the rebounding). I would like to think that a young point guard could learn to hit Dudly and Frye for open jumpers. Ronnie Price didn't look horrible (but he won't stay around too long). I think that a good player who can create his own shot will open things up for the team.
I like rooting for the Bad News Bears because they can only get better. Who doesn't love Major League?
The main problem is that Steve Nash is so damn good that he can keep the tema from getting a top-5 pick next year. Further, he deserves a shot to win.
This, too, shall pass. The Suns aren't going anywhere this year, and Nash's outstanding skills are making it harder -- yes, harder -- to rebuild. Everyone must chill and learn to lose a few more games.
Free Steve Nash.