Trimethylaminuria, folks. Trimethylaminuria. It's a rare metabolic disorder that prevents the proper catabolism pf tremethylamine. The result is a faint to very strong, pervasive fish odor. The sufferer could bathe five times a day and still smell like rotting fish.
It reminds me of most of the Spurs supporting cast. Finley has no business playing in the NBA anymore, but the occasional big 3 masks the smell. Bowen refuses to take only corner 3s on offense, but we let it slide because he can lock down on D. Ime fumbles the ball out of bounds and goes long stretches where he looks like he'll miss fifty consecutive jumpers, but he's the only guy who just might punch a guy, so we ignore the fact he stinks. Oberto can't guard anybody one and one and can't rebound, but he's crafty and an Argentine, so we just assume it's customary to bathe less in his country. And Horry? Well, we've all known Horry is dead for quite some time, but Pop apparently is immune to the smell of rotting flesh.
The Big Three have also been awful; don't get me wrong. But they, at least, look like they can actually compete. Everyone else, except maybe Kurt Thomas, looks outclassed. Like they don't belong. Like they've been exposed for the old, slow, stinky-ass, washed up veterans that they are. Let's hope home court will get them out of their funk.