Ok, so it’s not like Steve Nash plays every minute of every Suns game. But I think it’s blatantly obvious to all but the most casual basketball fan that Nash is what makes the Suns happen…even when he’s over on the sideline giving his old-man back a rest. But what happens when he doesn’t play in a game…when he doesn’t even bother getting on the plane to go to Oklahoma City (and really, can you blame him?) for tonight’s game so that he can infuse the team with his tremendous Nashiness from the sideline? Well, I imagine it’s going to look something like this:
Look at that…buncha dudes standin’ around. Hoistin’ up ugly jumpers from all over the joint…I mean, look at all those two-handed chest passes! Have you ever seen such a thing? Not if you watch the Suns regularly, you haven’t. I’m scared. Hold me.