The Spurs’ ability to fall down when stared at and thus earn offensive fouls against the Suns big men in the first half is continuously ridiculous. The Suns are playing, frankly, like an under-tattooed Nuggets team: no soul.
Despite bringing flopping to basketball, which is the ultimate egregious sin against the beautiful game, The Suns/Spurs series points out some things about the Suns:
1. Bryan Colangelo is the reason the Suns are who they are today.
2. D’antoni has been out-coached every game of his life, because he has taken repeatedly taken a 55 win team, (with proper player rotation), and forced them to be a 58 win team by running his stars ragged.
3. Trading Marion killed the Suns. I knew it had to happen, but the Suns inner-dialogue was one of tension and egos, and trading Marion sent away the ‘woe is me, I’m rich and amazing, but refuse to fix the ugliest shot in professional basketball’ tortured soul of the team…
…and left behind a minivan full of aging yuppies who get along well, but can’t achieve shit.
3. The Mafia is still betting on the Spurs.
4. It’s entirely possible that Steven J. Nash’s love for Tottenham Hotspur (‘Spurs’) is clouding his passing skills during these series.
In conclusion, watching the Spurs play basketball is like watching a very tall man pay his taxes, taking all the possible deductions, seeing that he owes $4 on a $4 million dollar year and still cheating a little. Popvich knows he has a team that could beat the Suns fair and square, but he doesn’t let the team do it.
Listen, if you’re going to bludgeon my team to death, at least make it entertaining.
FUCK THE SPURS.
edit: see- Refs on the take, urrrgghhhruh
FUCK.
THE.
SPURS
