The Phoenix Suns are awful. Terrible. Soft. Garbage.
Their pop corn is stale; their beer is flat; their nacho cheese is cold; their seats are dirty; there is plenty of parking right next to the arena….
At the heart of all the losing over the last eight seasons is one man. One lonely, solitary man. The franchise’s owner, Robert Sarver.
The team that Jerry Colangelo built, Robert Sarver has torn down.
And on December 4, a night when the Suns were blown out by an average Sacramento Kings, on Sarver’s way out of the stands towards the bowels of the arena, a single fan called for him to sell the team.