We're late today. Apologies all around, work got in the way, and these aren't even morning links anymore. They're more like cold sausages in congealed grease:
The other night I was watching the Raptors game and switched over during the ads to the Westminster dog show -- at which one of our two dogs (the stupid one, as opposed to the less-stupid one), immediately perked up, jumping down on to the carpet and bouncing happily up to the front of the TV set, where she stood up on her back legs and waved as the toy group went through their paces.
... In the end, best in show at the Westminster Kennel Club Dog show went to a breed that hasn't won since 1918: a Colored Bull Terrier.
His owners, Tom and Barbara Bishop of Homedale, N.J., screamed, wept and all but collapsed in the stands when the tall dapper Canadian judge walked toward their dog Rufus bearing the coveted purple and gold ribbon and silver trophy.
''This is like having Lance Armstrong for a son,'' said Tom, a 50-year-old chemical plant maintenance supervisor in a corduroy jacket.
(With those details and that touch of snooty irony, this report almost seems like it came straight out of Best in Show).
There's a sidenote to this that will at least temporarily make any Raptors fan toss off a novenna or two: If the Raps had have won a slightly better ping-pong ball nearly three years ago -- if they had have selected
third higher than fourth, in other words -- they were all set to take Darko and leave Chris Bosh out there. Instead they ended up in the No. 4 slot. Now, can you imagine where this team would be if they had have "done better" in the 2003 lottery -- Nashville, maybe?
Oh, and one other thing. Cato, who is said to be headed to the Pistons, has a pet python named Skippy. Or at least he did.
Tomorrow morning I'll be back with an all-blog edition of the morning links, so if you have a blog post you think deserves consideration, let me know.
And I can hardly wait, but I'll be live-blogging the draw for the Sprewell bobblehead later tomorrow morning, before live-texting the Canada-Germany game on the website in the afternoon. It never stops around here.