Who Shot Mamba?

So like Shawn Marion requested the trade thing, and now the Suns are kinda looking at the situation and saying, “nah”.

With only about 3 teams that are possibly in the mix to add the Suns disgruntled power forward, there aren’t a lot of options.

This is especially true because one of those teams is the LA Lakers, who refuse to do anything – ever again.

As expected, all eyes are on Marion, and Captain Sun is getting hit with not much else in terms of media queries.

“We’re very close to winning a championship,” [Steve] Nash said. “We want everyone on board. All his teammates love him. We want him to be a part of this for sure, and we feel like he’s a big part of it. It’s frustrating to hear he’s unhappy, because we want him to be happy.”

That’s the kind of team captain we should all aspire to be – one who pulls the team together; not one who drives wedges into the very heart of the group dynamic.

In fact, you could even say that when your group dynamics are all put together, the group dynamic becomes stronger, because your group dynamic is strengthened (through group dynamic unity).

Group dynamics are a funny business – group dynamics are a science. The group dynamic cannot be broken in the lab – throw all the test tubes and molecules around that you want, but your group dynamic is unbreakable. Group dynamics.

There are 7 essential properties to group dynamics, and each one is needed. If one of the 7 group dynamic essentials is taken away, by definition you no longer have a group dynamic situation.

Also, Paul Pierce says he’ll have no problem with his stats coming down because of the Garnett/Allen additions. No mention of his current bodyfat percentage.

NOTE: What you just read is how we used to write essays in school, especially when the teacher would give a required length, which always messed up our singular dynamic, but also changed our life once. “What if I can make my point in one sentence,” we would ask.

“Essays are required to be a page and a half,” was her reply.

“But then you’ll be wasting my time and yours with a bunch of superfluous words you have to read. I also may confuse the exactness of my argument through the use of this padding text.”

This brought a small shiver to her cheek. She didn’t want us to see, but even then we had a keen sense of the emotional undertones of a woman’s face. This one was young…eager…but there was a pain inside. Somehow we had unwittingly tapped into this. All from a simple conflict about a simple essay…of a simple subject.

We’d hurt her, but there was no going back. “I can make my point in one sentence,” we repeated.

We set our paper down on her desk, and as a symbol of our stance (a line in the sand, if you will), we set our pencil down, as well, making sure the eraser end lightly brushed against one of her fingers. Her ring finger, to be exact – the very ring finger which was naked – empty…ringless.

We’d noted on the first day of school that she wasn’t engaged, and further observations told us she didn’t have a boyfriend, either. Of course, we had known at the time we’d be using this information against her. What came as a surprise even to us was that it would be here…now. On the second day of school.

“I wanted to be a dancer,” she said this simply – it surprised both of us, but we looked at her in a way that told her we understood…and that we already knew.

“You made your point in one sentence,” we said almost under our breath – you might even say it we said it “breathy”. It was sexually ambiguous to be sure – looking back on it today, we’re sure it played almost feminine. It didn’t matter – at that moment we were the only two people on Earth, and what would happen later in study hall was inevitable.

Miss Jones would know the innocent touch of an eighth grader, and an eighth grader would become a man.

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