On this lovely Wednesday morning, the NBA free agent season kicks off. And I'm not usually an angry guy, but I'm feeling especially ornery today, since it looks like my beloved Suns are going back to the drawing board.
So, to celebrate this day, let's take a look back at the Suns Hall of Shame—guys that if you saw them walking down the street, you should represent the purple and orange and kick them in the shins. Then run away.
And I apologize in advance if I ruin anyone's day. As Calvin says, nothing helps a bad mood than spreading it around.