Shame on me. Shame on me for feeling good about how the Phoenix Suns played last week. It was a nice couple of days. Just when I believed that a corner had been turned, just when I had talked myself into the possibility that the Suns could finish the turbulent 2023-24 season on a run, the Suns happened. They may be 12 games over .500, but they feel more lost than a Gen Z kid with a VCR, no HDMI cord, and no access to Google.
The loss last night in San Antonio was nothing shy of unacceptable.