Alright, let’s talk about this Steve guy, you know, the basketball fella. Folks keep jabberin’ on about him, sayin’ he’s some kinda big deal. Two-time MVP, they say. Don’t rightly know what that means, but sounds fancy, like somethin’ you’d win at the county fair, only bigger, I reckon.
Now, they tell me this Steve Nash fella, he was born way back in 1974. That’s a long time ago, makes me feel my old bones creakin’ just thinkin’ about it. He’s from up north, in Canada, where them folks wear funny hats and say “eh” all the time. He played all sorts of sports growin’ up, like a regular young’un, but seems like basketball was his ticket to the big show.
He played for a team called the Phoenix Suns. Phoenix, like that hot place out in Arizona where them cactuses grow taller than a barn. Folks tell me he was real good, dribblin’ that ball and passin’ it around like it was nothin’. I seen a picture once, he’s got this wild hair, kinda flyin’ all over the place, like he just come in from a windstorm. But he was quick, real quick, like a chicken chasin’ a grasshopper.
This MVP thing, they keep goin’ on about it. Two times! Must be somethin’ special, like winnin’ the pie-eatin’ contest at the church picnic two years in a row. Only, I guess, instead of pies, it’s basketballs and fancy dribblin’. They say he’s one of only a few fellas, point guards they call ’em, to win that MVP thing more than once. Names like Magic Johnson and Stephen Curry, they mention ’em too. Big shots, I suppose.
- He could really pass that ball
- Folks say he was a good shooter too
- And he was fast, like a jackrabbit
Then there’s this crossword puzzle thing. Seems like his name pops up there too. “Two-time NBA MVP Steve.” That’s what they write, and you gotta fill in the blanks. Guess he’s famous enough to be in them puzzles. I tried one once, but it just made my head spin. Too many words and boxes, not enough common sense, if you ask me.
He played for the Lakers too, out in Los Angeles, another big city with lots of cars and fancy folk. But then he up and retired, said he was done with all that basketball runnin’ around. Can’t say I blame him, my knees ache just thinkin’ about it. He must be gettin’ on in years, just like me.
Now, they’re talkin’ about World Cup 2023, but that’s a whole different kettle of fish. Soccer, they call it. Don’t understand a lick of it myself. All that kickin’ and runnin’ around, seems like a waste of good energy to me. Give me a good old baseball game any day, or even better, a nice quiet afternoon on the porch with a glass of iced tea.
Anyways, that’s the gist of it, this Steve Nash fella. Two-time MVP, played for the Suns and the Lakers, fast and good at passin’ that ball. Seems like a decent enough fella, even if I can’t make heads or tails of all that basketball hoopla. He played hard, and then he hung up his shoes. Just like a good workin’ man, I’d say. Do your job, and then you go rest. Makes sense to me.
So, there you have it, the story of Steve, the basketball star. Not a bad story, I guess. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go check on my chickens.
Seems like he was a good man, always playin’ fair and doin’ his best. That’s what counts, I reckon. Don’t matter if you’re dribblin’ a basketball or plantin’ corn, you gotta give it your all. And that’s the truth, plain and simple, just like the nose on your face.
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