Just when Suns fans were reaching the breaking point with Frank Kaminsky, his cartoonishly elongated head, and his mastery of the art of the brick, he goes out and has another good game to buy himself some time. After not hitting a three-pointer for two full weeks (though not for lack of trying), he hit two of them in this game in addition to some other goofy-looking shots and has quieted the calls for him to be perma-benched.
With Ayton out, perma-benching Kaminsky was never really an option, but it definitely was looking like an option because of how much dingaling he was stuffing into his mouth (and nose and ears) every time he stepped on the court. Suns fans were probably trying to figure out a way to plant steroids in his locker so he would get a fifty-game suspension. Or how to trick another team into acquiring a so-called “stretch five” even though the only thing that’s “stretched” or “five” is his freakishly stretched-out fivehead. It can’t be understated how booty he was.
Kaminsky’s not out of the woods yet. He’ll have to keep up his improved quality of play for at least two or three more games before Suns fans can begin the process of forgiveness. And, if he regresses again, I just want to put it out there that I’m very good at disguising myself as a janitor and sneaking into NBA locker rooms with or without gigantic steroid payloads hidden in my bodily cavities.