Yesterday, Dirk Nowitzky was named the MVP of the NBA. Dirk is a great player for sure but he is nowhere near as important to his team as Steve Nash is to the Phoenix Suns. It's obvious enough to me that the only reason Nash was not awarded the MVP was because certain sportswriters did not want to place the Canadian point guard in the same category as other hoopsters who have won the MVP three consecutive times, an honour that has only been bestowed three times to Bill Russell, Wilt Chamberlain, and Larry Bird. While Nash has never been to the NBA finals, no player has displayed the skill, grace, class, and commitment to improving his game more than Nash in the past ten years. Nash's desire to return to Game 1 against the Spurs with a profusely bleeding nose and his ability to fight through every dirty trick the Spurs have thrown at him proves he is the only MVP.
This bachelor is a paradox. He is equal parts Dandy and Hobo, gliding through life with little resistance and significant aplomb. No easy feat in Canada. This blog helps him to fulfill his life long ambition of forcing his taste on others and telling people what to do. The time for gentlemen is upon us.
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