That's Geneva For Me
Some external links:
-Possible 4/1-ish TSN column on conference imbalance restitution
-Forthcoming Deadspin joint on drugs, awesome and sports
I probably have some shit to say about Suns/Nuggets, not in the least because I've totally left the Warriors bandwagon for the Nuggets (sorry, that's where the crazy is). But I missed the first half of last night, and there's tonight to contend with, so we'll see.
Worth noting that, while the second-half Suns were more unfettered and exhilarating than anything since GSW 2007, and Shaq does fit in, Nash just isn't as fluid with the Big Tomatillo out there. Whatever, Amare is amazing and should get a ring. I think Krolik has some Amare/Nash thoughts coming, so expect this site to soon thunder with Suns content like it was 2005.
BONUS: Excerpt from a Pitchfork interview with the Black Keys, which only proves that BASKETBALL IS NOT BANDS I CAN'T FUCKING STAND:
Pitchfork: On a totally different note, let's talk about sports, which I know you're into. What do you think about [Detroit Piston] Rasheed Wallace?
PC: Sucks. Prick. Awful, awful man. Giant fucking crybaby and a miserable human being.
Pitchfork: [Former Cleveland Cavalier traded to the Chicago Bulls] Larry Hughes?
PC: Unfortunately, overrated.
Pitchfork: And you're just happy that the Cavs finally--
PC: Happy for the Cavs getting Ben Wallace and Delonte West. Maybe I'll start watching the Cavs again. I just, you know, the Cavs have a history of losing or trading away star players before they actually become stars. Like [retired former Cleveland Indian] Albert Belle, or some Rookie All-Star who takes acid and loses his mind. Who was the pitcher, I think he was on the Astros [Pirates --Ed.], but he took acid? He pitched a perfect game [No-hitter --Ed.] on acid.
Sorry for including so much of it, but it had a certain snowball effect of total lameness. More like a barf avalanche.