Dude, where’s my point guards?
Once upon a time, there was…
“We’re talkin’ about practice. I mean, listen. We’re sittin’ here talkin’ about practice. Not a game. Not a game. Not a game, but we’re talkin’ about practice…”
A couple of years ago, three point guards practically ruled pro basketball. Allen Iverson, Stephon Marbury and Steve Francis. They are all out of the loop now, but…
…in the immoral words of Fred Willard, Wha Hoppened?
I missed their vanishing act. When did they all lose it? How did they all seem to lose it at once?
I remember the good. I remember the all-star games. I don’t remember seeing that slow decline of skills. They were there. Then, they were gone. They all just vanished into the thin Denver air. To the Bermuda Triangle of point guards who are now just an NBA memory.
Dude, where’s my point guards?
