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Wanna see something scary? The Suns’ run for the trophy starts tonight . . .

It happens this way every year at Halloween. The Suns have their season opening game, and I’m left home alone to parcel out the candy to the neighborhood children. I hope I’m not being churlish, but the Suns can score 15 points in the time it takes to hand out five KitKat bars. Phoenix will be ready to play and Kobe Bryant and the Four Dysfunctional Minions will not, and the exhbition of run-and-gun pyrotechnics will be awe-inspiring. What I get to see of it, that is…

Further notice: Arrrgh!! They played eight minutes of amazing basketball… in a 48 minute game…

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    1. Todd Tarson October 31st, 2006 7:25 am

      Oh yeah, hoops starts tonight. Unlike you, I have my wife doling out the goodies tonight. I live in a growing development and expect the busiest night yet since I’ve moved to Kingman. Last year was busy… but I was hiding in my bedroom because my wife was not there and neither one of us remembered to purchase enough candy to go around.

      Not a Suns fan myself but I hope they finally break through and win a title.

    2. Pat Kitano November 1st, 2006 12:38 am

      Love everything bball, that and snowboarding make winters bearable… I play pickup ball 2-3 days / week and enjoy watching the up tempo Suns play… I live in an NBA armpit and we can only watch vicariously and lustfully…

    3. Cathleen Collins November 3rd, 2006 11:38 am

      >I’m left home alone to parcel out the candy to the neighborhood children
      >Oh yeah, hoops starts tonight. Unlike you, I have my wife doling out the goodies tonight.

      In a perfect world, I would have been able to stay home to see the children in costume coming to our door. That would have delighted me. But instead I had to settle for getting my pleasure out of prepping a house to list it. And, I’ll admit, that was fun, too, so nothing to be churlish about on my part ;)