Phoenix Suns continue to spiral as they hit the All-Star break
More milestones in losses. That’s nice.
You know, I’ve got a thing for 17. It’s a solid number. Every time I stroll past an open roulette table, you’ll catch me betting on black 17. There’s something about it, something electric. And when it hits? Well, there’s a couple of stories that come with it.
Why 17, though? Maybe it’s because it’s the 17th day of the month I was born, and hey, it’s also the day the greatest basketball player to ever walk this earth — one Michael Jeffrey Jordan — came into the world. So yeah, 17. Good number. Hell, a great number.
Week 17 for the Phoenix Suns? It was far from the thrill of one of my unforgettable encounters with a felt-embroidered table, lined with rows of black and red numbers, where the anticipation hung thick in the air. The sound of the spinning wheel, a soft hum that rises with every revolution, and the delicate clink of the little white ball, each bounce a reminder that fate could be swayed with the flick of a wrist.
But this week, there was no such magic for the Suns. Instead, it was a quiet surrender, a game where the odds felt stacked, and the victory seemed as distant as the fleeting spin of that ball
