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:
I used to be Steve Kerr’s biggest fan, neighbor and occasional breakfast cook. His wife is nice, his kids were well behaved. I was excited when he got the Suns GM job. I thought he had a tough act to follow, and his inauspicious start was the most one sided trade in NBA history: he moved kurt thomas for 8 reams of paper and a box of Krispy Kremes, purely to meet the owner’s salary cap expectations.
But now it seems he traded for the most dominant center of my lifetime, 3 years past his prime, to play on a team that runs an offense that could be mistaken for a Globetrotters demo. Why? I don’t fucking know. What’s the deal Stevie-Steve? I never fucked up your omelette, why are you fucking my Suns? It’s clear that Amare has won vs. Marion–when Stevie-Steve had a shot at a legitimate center who could run with the team, KG, he balked, because they wanted Amare.
It makes me sad they couldn’t get along, but moving him is perhaps for the best. Marion was sure to leave Phoenix when his contract expires at the end of the year. Moving Amare to the 4 is probably going to weaken team defense because, well, he hasn’t bothered to play any since his surgery, and ‘being big’ is only good enough when guarding a 5. We also lose Nash’s only backup (Banks, yes he sucks, but Nash’s bench minutes are precious). I worry about the tremendous pressure on Hill and Diaw to replace Marion’s steals and blocks will affect them. Frankly, combined they aren’t capable of meeting Marion’s production, offensively or defensively, not to mention running the floor more efficiently to be on the receiving end of all those alley-oops.
Nonetheless it begs the question, are the Suns planning to leave Shaq behind to guard the rim while the rest if the team run a collective 10 sec. 91′ dash? that’s peach-basket old school. I can only hope Diesel teaches Black Jesus some humility and they don’t have to slow the offense too much. I really hope this isn’t a ‘lets nab him because if we don’t the Mavs/Nugs/whoever else will nab him and we’ll be fucked‘ thing, because it could cause money issues for years to come, and do more harm than good in the short run.
The Red Sox have thankfully not replayed 1978 and have won their first AL East title in a good long time. This wonderful news, as my other teams have had nice but ultimately unfulfilled championship runs (first the Suns get fucked by Tim Donaghy, then the Mighty Timbers get fucked by a quartet of Smurfs).
The Sox have a great team and some young talent that have Sox Nation excited about the future, not the least of which is Clay Buckholdz, who pitched a no hitter in his SECOND START EVER. fuckin’ rad.
to bring this all around to the whole ‘food’ part of this here ‘foodblog’, i give you: Cooking with Big Papi
“If it ain’t got no Flava, don’t come into my kitchen!!” –Big Papi
for the good of the 2008 postseason, please Papi, don’t mix the uncooked veg and uncooked meat together. do it for little timmy and Red Sox Nation!!!
