We recorded this after dark and only lost one person in the process. So, yeah, 2/3 of us made it and I feel like that is a success worth talking mentioning...
Apparently Free-Agency didn't get the memo that people like to relax, sleep, and do things other than stare at the internet on a Sunday night. Nope. Rumors swirled and Basketball Twitter fell on it's head last night so Dave King, Jim Coughenour, and I jumped on and podcast'd it up.
Here is the full Podcast: Phoenix Suns Podcast Episode 58
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A look at the Suns' escape from purgatory and return to relevance.
Two years ago we were clutching our binky and vomiting at the thought of Steve Nash in canary yellow. One year ago we were imagining Andrew Wiggins in a Suns jersey. Now the Suns' front office is allowing us to dream a lot bigger.
The rebuild has been fast-tracked by flawless execution of the early stages, but the last couple phases might prove the most difficult.
It sounds simple, but it's a relatively new concept in Phoenix. From 2005 to 2010 the Suns saw the departure of star players Joe Johnson, Shawn Marion, Shaquille O'Neal and Amare Stoudemire. Of those four players, the Suns received only one first round pick that they actually ended up using -- Robin Lopez in 2009.
The change in philosophy began before McDonough, perhaps out of necessity, when Steve Nash was turned into four draft picks (two firsts, two seconds) from the Lakers. This facilitated the acquisition of future NBA legend Archie Goodwin and Alex Oriakhi, who was last seen in grainy video footage walking through the woods.
Perhaps the most valuable prize from the Nash trade has yet to come to fruition. The Lakers still owe the Suns another first-rounder, and being only top-five protected in 2015 there is a good chance it will yield a lottery pick for the Suns if the Lakers strike out in free agency and the Eastern Conference remains Eastern Conferency.
The 2014 draft delivered two first-round picks acquired from trades: Tyler Ennis and Bogdan Bogdanovich. This means that the Suns cultivated more draft prospects from Luis Scola and Marcin Gortat than they did from four All-NBA players.
To recap the draft pick hauls over last ten years:
Joe Johnson, Shawn Marion, Shaquille O'Neal, Amare Stoudemire = Robin Lopez
Luis Scola, Marcin Gortat, the corpse formerly known as Steve Nash = Tyler Ennis, Bogdan Bogdanovich, Archie Goodwin, Alex Oriakhi, and a potential lottery pick yet to be delivered
The Scola trade with Indiana is already widely considered a complete and utter depantsing in the Suns favor by virtue of the breakout seasons delivered by Gerald Green and Miles Plumlee. Imagine if five years from now, Bogdan Bogdanovich -- the Suns' first real foray into drafting and stashing -- is even a solid rotation player. Talk about putting a cherry on the sundae.
And if Bogdan Bogdanovich is anything close to being a star player, the Pacers are never living this one down.
"Identity" is a common buzzword of front offices everywhere. While it is often not much more than PR jargon, it is nonetheless crucial for a team to establish an identity, and for that identity to be an attractive one. You don't want an identity like the Atlanta Hawks have had for the last 10 years, i.e. being identified by inconsequential playoff appearances.
These days if you're gonna be bad, be more than just bad. Be innovative in your sucktitude. Stock that roster with so much upside that your fans get vertigo. Play a different game -- one that the house hasn't rigged yet.
If you're gonna be bad, at least make sure they know your damn name.
When the S.S. Blanks capsized in 2013, the Suns finally stopped throwing their money into the crooked roulette wheel and drew up their own game. They invested in a new foundation instead of painting over the cracks. New duds, new coach, new roster, and a squeaky clean film-room nerd in the front office.
It's not about grasping for 8 seeds anymore. In this brave new world, Ish Smith and Slava Kravstov are preferred over paying Caron Butler $8 million for spot-up shooting and a veteran presence. Even without the baffling 48-win season the Suns just put together, the NBA is clearly a more interesting place than it was back when the nerds were still toiling away in their basements.
Despite all the hackneyed articles that have put Sam Hinkie and the 76ers' "controversial" rebuilding methods on blast, I'm sure I'm not the only one that can't wait to see what the finished product will look like in Philadelphia.
I'll tell you this much: If I was an NBA owner and had a choice between Hinkie and Billy King, I wouldn't need a great deal of time to work that one through my noodle.
When the Suns' rebuilding plan was fast-tracked by the brilliance of Jeff Hornacek and his wonderfully unorthodox backcourt, it was time to make a statement. There would be no laurels rested upon. This leads us to...
I can't help but feel a slight bit of pity for that poor envelope. Damn thing is in ruins by now. I knew Ryan McDonough had a good deal of fire in his belly, but damn. At least have some consideration for the envelope's little envelope children. God help any envelope unfortunate enough to find himself in pushing range of Ryan McDonough.
We know the feeling of being have-nots when free agency rolled around. The real free agency was for New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, the entire state of Texas, Boston, and Miami. For them, free agency was a champagne and cheesecake party on the P-Funk Mothership with Dr. Funkenstein himself bringing the house down while Burt Reynolds circa 1972 stood watch at the door, chewing a cigar and making certain that undesirables were promptly turned away.
Not all the teams scored every time, but they were always there.
There on the glorious Mothership, drunkenly singing, "If you hear any noise, it's just me and the boys."
Yep, just them. Not us.
The rest of the NBA's free agency is more like a backyard barbecue. It's BYOB, and don't bother bringing any of the good stuff cause it'll be gone before you even get situated -- unless you get clever.
The best strategy is to score yourself a seat on top of the beer cooler. That way you can stick a Busch label on the craft beer and keep a close eye on it to make sure no one fishes it out, then have a good laugh when you're twice as drunk as everyone else but you haven't had to relieve yourself yet.
The food can be surprisingly good on rare occasions, but usually you regret what you ate almost immediately and it takes time to shed the extra weight you put on.
The Suns aren't wasting any more time sitting on the beer cooler. They're kicking 1972 Burt Reynolds squarely in the junk and laying siege on the Mothership.
How long it might take them to escape with the goods is anyone's guess, but from the looks of it they aren't planning on leaving anytime soon.
The game is on, the goal is obvious, and there's no point in mincing words.
This is where most teams trip over their own clumsy feet. Teams in less attractive locations spend early and freely to get the help they feel like they need. Many owners show a strong resistance towards rebuilding, and who can blame them? It's hard enough talking the fans into it, but imagine if that was your financial investment out there slogging it through 82 games of suck.
The result: average players on bad contracts, and teams that will pay well to snag an eighth seed in lieu of rebuilding.
This is how Drew Gooden and Landry Fields get multi-year deals.
Contrarily, teams that set their sights beyond eighth seeds use as much of their cap as possible on the following contract types:
Tier I: Star player contracts. The most agreeable of all necessary evils. Kevin Durant will make $20.1 million in 2014/15, and the Thunder are getting a bargain with that figure. They'll be in title contention yet again, and the most obvious reason for this is Kevin Durant. You really can't put a price on that.
Tier II: Veteran supersaver contracts. These are guys that have been around for a while and will play their role to perfection at a reasonable price. Birdman Andersen was paid $1.4 million last season and was one of the most efficient big men in the NBA due to a crystal-clear role that he excels at: protect the rim on defense and finish the pick-and-roll on offense.
Tier III: Rookies! These guys are like catnip for the McDonough and Hinkie types. Squeezing out as much production from young players as possible before the market inevitably spoils them with a bloated contract is how good investors get their rocks off. In 2014/15, Kawhi Leonard will make $2.8 million in the last year of his rookie contract. Rudy Gay, on the last year of his max contract, will make $19.3 million.
There will be times that signing players outside of these tiers is necessary to stay competitive. Tiago Splitter at 4 years, $36 million comes to mind. But stray too far from these three tiers and you're the Detroit Pistons.
Of course the Suns aren't the only ones that are hell-bent for leather. All they can do is improve the odds in their favor as much as possible, but there is no easy road. They aced the first three parts of the rebuild, now they have to reel in the enforcements and pull off some funky maneuvering with the cap.
Sellout crowds, sustained success, and deep playoff runs will be the spoils of victory.
The best part is, even if the Suns can't snag anyone from the P-Funk Mothership right away, the team still figures to improve organically with their bevy of young prospects ready to gnaw someone's leg off for a rotation spot. The script has been flipped on the big market giants -- the Lakers, Celtics and Knicks are all relying so heavily on scoring big in free agency that they probably won't even manage a playoff appearance without doing so.
Every team wants that star player, but it's much better to not have to rely on the whims of a free agent to build a successful franchise. The Slash Bros, Goodwin, Len, and the rest of the young guns are a hell of a consolation prize if they can't land a big fish this off-season.
Either way, buckle up.
This is Phoenix.
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Games got under way on July 5th.
Who needs an ace up your sleeve when the Suns have the best medical staff in the NBA in their deck? If LeBron James comes to Phoenix the Suns' doctors will have his back... and every other body part.
Thaumaturge (also thaumaturgist): a worker of wonders or miracles; magician (see Nelson, Aaron).
In the race for free agent immortality every facet of recruiting counts. Medical and training staffs may not be the sexiest selling point in the eyes of the general public, but to players the quality of these groups can weigh substantively in their decisions.
Luckily for Suns' fans theirs are the best.
Aaron Nelson just finished his 20th season with the Suns and is the gold standard of Head Athletic Trainers. He was named the NBA Athletic Trainer of the Year in 2008-09. The ramifications of having someone so eminent in his field should not be understated. Trainers and players end up sharing a special bond, which Nelson spoke of in an azcentral.com interview.
We're around them seven days a week. On off-days, we're still coming in to treat them. We have a lot more exposure to the players. It's not just the physical side of things, but the mental and emotional sides, too.
Nelson is far from alone in these duties, though. Just this past season his protege Mike Elliott was named the NBA Strength and Conditioning Coach of the Year. Elliott has been with the team for 11 seasons.
Also in the fold is head team physician Dr. Tom Carter, who is an expert in the field of orthopedic surgery and sports medicine. Dr. Carter is a national authority on subjects related to arthroscopic surgery. He has been the team doctor for 14 seasons. Dr. Carter performed Eric Bledsoe's knee procedure this past season in January. Kind of nice to have an in house expert.
Not only does this unit provide unmatched care, but as the tenures listed above suggest there is also a great degree of stability within the organization.
Shaquille O'Neal, Grant Hill and Steve Nash can attest to the prodigious nature of the medical gurus in Phoenix.
Shaq came to the Suns in a trade during the 2007-08 season. After working with the Suns' training staff he revitalized his career. O'Neal made his final All-NBA team after a two year hiatus. He was also the All-Star game MVP after missing the festivities the previous season. Most impressively, for the selfish purposes of this article, he managed to play in 75 games in the 2008-09 season. He had only managed to play that many games in one season (27 years old) since the age of 22. O'Neal was 36.
After suffering a litany of cruel injuries Grant Hill came to the Suns as a player who had only managed to play in 200 games in the previous seven seasons. At the age of 36 Hill played in all 82 regular season games for the first time in his career. He only missed three games in three seasons for the Suns, between the ages of 36-38, which were the healthiest of his career.
Steve Nash was recruited away from the Dallas Mavericks after concerns about his longevity made the team leery. Nash proceeded to miss just 37 games the next eight seasons. Not only did Nash win two MVP awards after the age of 30, but he also led the NBA in total assists at the ages of 35, 36 and 37. That's total assists, illustrating the amount of time he was able to stay on the court.
The Suns have a proven track record of getting veterans back into the best shape of their lives and extending their careers.
LeBron may not be staring down his own NBA mortality, but it never hurts to get a head start. James will be in his early thirties during his next contract and it gets harder to maintain peak physical shape with every passing year. LeBron is basically a mutant, and probably won't have any problem producing at a high level into his late thirties, but the grind of playing extra games by virtue of deep playoff runs is something he would surely love to abate.
What could be more applicable at this time is what the training staff might be able to achieve with LeBron's teammates. During his time with the Heat there was a huge veteran presence from players like Mike Miller, Ray Allen and Shane Battier (just to name a few). These types of complementary players can help lift a team over the top. The Suns have shown proficiency at bringing in veterans and resurrecting/extending their careers. Adding these types of missing pieces shouldn't be a problem.
I can probably empathize with Bledsoe to an extent, because I just had an allograft acl reconstruction and meniscectomy about six weeks ago.
The surgeon that operated on me was the same doctor that performed an acl reconstruction on my sister-in-law. Her procedure went well and she made a full recovery. After my right knee injury threatened to end my recreational sports career she lined me up with him and I went into surgery with confidence that I could regain my previous form. So far, so good. I'm well ahead of recovery timelines.
Results and referrals.
Of course my 30" vertical doesn't compare to the millions of dollars associated with the crooked inches above that where Bledsoe ascends, but the dynamic I'm attempting to convey still exists. Eric Bledsoe's knee injury this past season puts him in an excellent position to talk to LeBron about the quality of care he received. I would be surprised if LeBron isn't familiar with the handling of that situation. Players talk about these types of things and Bledsoe and James are like family.
What could be better than his commendation?
With James poring through all the minutiae that complicate his decision on where to play basketball in the near future it is hard to know exactly what the tipping point will be. There are just so many things to consider. There is a saying that the Devil is in the details, meaning that the small details of a situation can sometimes make it difficult or challenging, but in this instance the detail of which team's training staff is the best is easy.
It's the Phoenix Suns.