Steve Nash Probably Won’t Join the Toronto Raptors. Well, Duh.

Don’t worry. We’ve got things in the oven. No, not kids or anything depressing like that, but stories. Commentary, really. Be patient, for Wednesday will eventually get busy.

But, as is normally the custom, we can’t be forced to tumble into the blogosphere until something about Steve Nash comes up. And, in an added but of torture, it’s a comment from the Vancouver Sun that spurred our interest.

“Raptors fans may hope, but Steve Nash will not sign with Toronto for next season”

That’s their title. Well, duh.

Why did they have to say it? If anything thinks that the impending free agent would ever actually come to Toronto read that, they now know what the rest of us know. It was never going to happen. The door always seems open with Nash because he’s such a nice guy. He won’t even publicly or officially request a trade from Phoenix, even as his chance to win an NBA Championship dwindles down to a pinpoint.

But, really, Vancouver Sun, did you have to do this?

This is like telling the kid who thinks his hamster went “to the farm” where it really went. You just told the immature 11-year-old that Santa Claus doesn’t exist. You just told Tim Tebow that God didn’t win him those gam… oh, right. We’ll leave that one alone…

Of course Steve Nash won’t sign with Toronto. He’d have to be crazy. And, if he did, we wouldn’t feel sorry for his ring-less fingers anymore. We couldn’t, because it would be his fault.

But, yea, VS, way to make it official. Way to be the only guy who corrects the five-year-old in Trivial Pursuit.

The Heat still don’t have a point guard, but it’s unlikely they could fit another superstar into their orbit, especially since Ozzie Guillen’s mouth lives nearby. The Knicks could have used a guy this year, especially when Jeremy Lin went down, but Carmelo Anthony won’t even pass the ball to Amar’e, so why would he pass it to a Canadian? The Celtics have Rondo, the Bulls have Rose, and Chris Paul already cashed in on the open spot in L.A.

Of course, there’s always the Lakers. There’s allllllllllllllllways the Lakers.