PHOENIX, ARIZONA - FEBRUARY 07: Head coach Mike Budenholzer of the Phoenix Suns reacts to a foul call during the first half against the Utah Jazz at Footprint Center on February 07, 2025 in Phoenix, Arizona. NOTE TO USER: User expressly acknowledges and agrees that, by downloading and or using this photograph, User is consenting to the terms and conditions of the Getty Images License Agreement. (Photo by Chris Coduto/Getty Images)
The Phoenix Suns ride toward redemption with fire in their hearts and destiny on the line..
The Phoenix Suns march to war with their season hanging in the balance. Stand tall, for the fight is ours too.
Alright, my fellow battered bastards, mount your steeds and steel your hearts, for the battlefield calls once more. The All-Star break has come and gone like a runny raven’s turd that briefly lay upon a dampened limestone boulder, and tonight the Phoenix Suns ride again.
We dream of glory, of triumph, of rising from the smoldering ashes as champions. But dreams alone do not forge destiny. The road ahead is treacherous, a gauntlet of fire and fury, where only the unmercifully relentless survive. We will be outnumbered. We will be outmatched. We will be outgunned.
28 battles remain. But whether that number grows into something legendary or fades into oblivion rests solely on the Suns’ ability to rise above the weight of their failures. To fight. To adapt. To become something greater than what they have been.
Let us ride as one, unbreakable in spirit and relentless in purpose. Let our voices shake the heavens, a war cry of defiance that echoes through the ages. Let us stand with this team, not as spectators, but as warriors of belief, bound by faith, and driven by fire!!! pic.twitter.com/6WLVXc59nM
— John Voita (@DarthVoita) February 19, 2025
The journey to this point has been unforgiving. A war waged not just against opponents but against expectation, against pressure, against their own shortcomings. Time and time again, this team has staggered, failing to seize control, allowing a league of jackals to feast upon their missteps.
This was supposed to be an unstoppable armada, the most expensive force ever assembled on this battlefield of titans. But money cannot buy unity, nor can it buy an unbreakable will. With a price tag this high, they have become a target, and the league has taken aim with feathered arrows soflty dipped in fire.
The Suns of House Phoenix limped into the All-Star break, brusied and bloodied, their armor cracked, their confidence shaken. But here’s the truth that history has taught us: adversity does not forge the weak. It forges warriors. Like those if House Golden State. And nothing worth having, nothing worth fighting for, has ever come easy. The trials they have faced, the wounds they have suffered, the doubts that have crept into every shadow of this season? All of it leads to this moment.
Yet here we stand, not as a broken army, but as believers in a cause not yet lost. We do not aimlessly march to our graves. We eagerly charge toward redemption. The door has not closed. Not yet. And if there is even a sliver of light remaining, it is our duty to seize it.
Alright, my fellow battered bastards, mount your steeds and steel your hearts, for the battle calls once more. The All-Star break has come and gone, and the Phoenix Suns ride again!
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— John Voita (@DarthVoita) February 19, 2025
One last ride awaits. One final chance to defy the doubters, to silence the critics, to etch their story in the annals of this kingdom’s history. Should they succeed, the walls of Phoenix will tremble with celebration. Should they fail, let them do so with their swords drawn, their banners raised, and their defiance unwavering.
So let us ride as one. Let us chant with fury. Let us stand with this team, not as spectators, but as warriors of belief. The great comeback begins tonight, deep in the heart of enemy territory…Texas. And from this night forward, we fight!!!
