In our effort to make sense of time, we give it names. The Renaissance. The Dark Ages. The Summer of Love. These monikers don’t just mark a place on the calendar, they summon emotion, memory, meaning. They define eras not only by what happened, but how it felt to live through them.
The Phoenix Suns have had their eras, too. The Barkley years. Seven Seconds or Less. The Valley Boyz. Each carries its own weight. Each conjures flashes of identity, style, culture, and moments that made us feel something.
And then there’s another phrase, a quieter one.