It's the Friday roundup, if anyone's still around, and I'll make it brief because although I do love the smell of ouzo in the morning, it is a little fatiguing.
After Wednesday's post, the estimable James Mirtle -- estimable being one of those words, like eschew, propitious and mendacious, you often see in the prints but never hear come out of anyone's mouth -- asks a pretty good question:
What I can't understand is why junior hockey has withered so much ... I obviously wasn't here for it to happen, but I'll never forget the shock of coming from Kamloops - where there's a new, 6,000-seat rink filled every night - to going to my first St. Mike's games in that cramped, crappy rink. I thought I'd shown up in the wrong place. It was unbelievable.
Sounds like a (long) weekend assignment. Who killed junior hockey in Toronto, anyway?
One last read. Twice in one day I'm linking to the Basketball Jones. But I did so like Skeets' interview with J.R. Smith, who has been traded twice this summer but is being admirably upbeat in spite of it (full marks for the Andy Moog namedrop, too):
Skeets: So how does it feel to get traded twice in the same summer?
Smith: To be perfectly honest, it doesn’t feel any different for it to be done twice. I mean I’m still only going to one new place, right? If it happened during the season though … well, that’d be a different story.
FOX Frankie got game.
Skeets: Tell me a different story, J.R..
Smith: Excuse me?
Skeets: Please tell me a story. A tale, a fable…
Skeets: Anything. Go nuts.
Skeets: Let your imagination soar, young child…
Smith: OK, um … um … I guess once upon a time–
Skeets: Hold on. You guess?
Smith: Um, yeah…
Skeets: If you’re going to tell a story, tell it like you mean it!
Skeets: No wonder you got traded for air. You’ve got no gusto man.
Smith: Hey, Howard Eisley is solid baller.
Skeets: Yeah, so is Frankie Muniz. Come on man…
One last heads-up. The Flagrancy is counting down the 50 Most Dubious Moments in Raptors History. In other words, the shortlist.
Sports around town. The York
Yeomen (Lions; thanks, Andrew! and you're right, it is kinda dull) open the CIS football season Monday at home against McMaster (2 p.m. up on the windswept edge of the world), so once again it's okay to start painting your face red and white and yelling "Tentanda Via" around town. Really, it is. Go to it, kids (Thanks to regular John Richardson for the link. Go Axemen!).
Watching. There's Cat Power on Monday night at Lee's. Okay, as far as TV, a look-in on Sunday's world hoops final (6:30 a.m., Raptors TV) and the latest chapter of the Damon Allen Show (Monday, 6 p.m., CBC) is pretty much the only thing on the PVR as I'm resting up for youknowwho.
Punters corner. We're a week away from the first full Sunday of youknowwhat, so like I said, it's rest time. Save your loonies. Have a fine weekend. See you the first day of fall.