The End Of The Beginning
I've been getting little needles all day asking me to write about the feelings of loss I'm experiencing after the Suns got bumped from the playoffs last night by the Spurs. But I can't feel much worse than a little glum today. The Suns gave me so much pleasure and so much excitement all season that I can hardly call their ouster a disappointment. Winning a championship is the ultimate goal, obviously, but if ever a team deserved credit for style points, it's the 2004-05 Phoenix Suns. Impervious to the bullshit gossip and melodrama that surrounds most teams, these guys just went out and drilled it every night, transforming the game with thrilling flair and, dare I say, derring-do. They looked a little sore and beat-up last night, and finally succumbed to a far more experienced and slightly better opponent. All credit to the Spurs, who made an honorable foe, but more credit to the Suns. Never has a sports team brought me so much joy.
Farewell for now, my multimillionaire virtual friends. We shall see you at the top of the roller coaster next season. If I could order NBA League Pass today, I would.