Twelve years ago I was a lonely Suns fan living in Colorado, where I was a graduate student and not well-acquainted with most of my peers. This doesn’t matter terribly except to say that social media was my primary means of discussing the NBA, and my feed (being from Southern California myself) was full of a lovely sort of fan: Lakers diehards.
The Phoenix Suns were down 0-2 in the Western Conference Finals…and things looked grim. And then the Suns won game three. And then they won game four.
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I was pumped.