Marreese Speights deserves at least as much credit as, if not more than, Chris Paul himself does for Paul’s 20-20 game last night. I mean, what else could be easier on a point guard’s life than having a near seven-foot dude with Charmin-soft hands who loves to pick and pop for easy buckets? Nothing is going to stop Speights from being an assist-receptacle if he wants to be an assist-receptacle. Nothing besides Doc benching him because Doc hates fun.
I’m looking at the coverage for Paul’s and Speights’ fantastic night and I’m sensing that the national writers are ignoring Speights’ contributions to the whole thing. This is wrong and unjust. To make him feel better, I will make him a trophy that says on the base “I received like five passes from Chris Paul to help him get twenty assists” and ship it to his house at my own personal expense. The only thing stopping me from doing that right this very second (other than that I am currently snowed in) is that I don’t know Speights’ address. If somebody in his inner circle would be kind enough to furnish me with his street address and probably his bank account numbers too, then I can get him his trophy ASAP. He deserves it.