Say hello to the Phoenix Suns, projected tankers playing like seasoned contenders.
No one saw them coming. They were an afterthought. Another tanker in a field of many. There was nothing to see here. Nothing worth watching. The Suns were bad, all in on Andrew Wiggins and Jabari Parker, draft prospects they weren't guaranteed.
Phoenix was a tanker. An obvious, shameless tanker.
Welp, we were wrong. All of us. I'm not making sweeping generalizations, either. Anyone who tells you they foresaw Phoenix taking the Western Conference by storm also probably once told you they invented the glue used on the back of Post-it notes. So, they're lying.
Entering Jan. 2, the Suns have the Western Conference's fifth-highest winning percentage and are one game off the Pacific Division-leading Los Angeles Clippers. You're going to tell me someone predicted that? Puh-lease.
This is actually happening. The Suns are actually on course to see the postseason and, if this keeps up, well within striking distance of a division crown and the first-round homecourt advantage it comes with, officially making Phoenix the NBA's worst-kept secret.