The Morning After The Night Before, XLIII
Sitting on the comfort of the couch give one a whole different perspective on a game. Perspective I got last night was I’d always rather be there. Jack and Chuck are, um, funny, but when trying to fill 24 minutes of a blowout is tough, apparently.
And away we go (in my best Jackie Gleason imitation in honour of Miami Beach).
Three Things I Learned
Welcome back, little fella
Sometimes, I guess, the showman just comes out in you. Two notes on TJ Ford:
First, he’s on a one-man break and as he gets in the paint, he senses someone from Miami closing on him, stops, lets the guy clear and lays the ball in instead of leaving the floor and maybe getting hit. Shows me he worked on his brains when he was away.
Second: That last-minute dunk shows me he’s still got a little TJ in him. Easy thing would have been to pull the ball out or make another layup but the dunk was sort of announcing his presence with authority.
Small thing, big impact
There are those – and you know who you are – who tend to climb all over Sam Mitchell for the way he handles timeouts. Check this out: Lead cut to 14 four minutes into the third quarter and while there’s no one remotely worried that the Raptors can blow their whole lead, Sam’s ticked. Calls timeout, reams ‘em a bit and they respond with a 14-4 run over the next four minutes that ends the game.
Was it just me …
Or did you think John Lucas was trying to land a job as a coach with these guys during the second-quarter stint with Chuck and Jack?
On to the other fun stuff.
Jamario’s keeping his dunk contest stuff pretty much under wraps. The one and only Cabbie (funniest guy in Canadian sports TV and someone destined for greatness) couldn’t get Moon to give up his dunks the other night and if Cabbie can’t make it happen, no one can.
But NBA-TV got at least a little video, and it’s up here on youtube.
One from the mailbag:
Q: Okay after making some suggestions or questions that got completely shut down, which I didn’t mind when what you said generally made sense, I’ just going to ask a straight forward question:
What determines the minutes between Humphries and Rasho? I don't have Raptors TV which is very disappointing so couldn't see the game but the box score shows Rasho played garbage time and Hump was in the rotation where other games its vice versa.
Is it strictly a match up idea? Oh and feel free to be as sarcastic as ever with your answers it keeps me entertained when I read them at school.
Tyler L, Brantford
A: Dude, shouldn’t be doing, like, schoolwork when you’re at school? Oh, wait, never mind, I was a student once and I blew off a lot of studying to read stuff. It was stone tablets and not the interweb but still …
Anyway, Rasho-Hump is matchup driven. If it’s a quicker, smaller centre or if they need more offence, it’s the Hump (at least until he screws up and gets to take his seat again). If it’s a plodder, it’s Rasho.
It’s not like Sam picks one or the other on a whim.
I’m out of adjectives to describe how bad the Heat are. Despicable was one I typed in a note to a guy during the game and I’m sure there are others.
And they seem at a loss to explain things themselves, as my man Ira reports in today’s South Florida Sun-Sentinel.
|STEVE RUSSELL/TORONTO STAR|
|Oliver Miller. He's got a big heart. What. ... He does.|
The countdown to 1,000 continues.
Today, a couple of great lines.
We’re in Philly at the end of the 16-66 season, wrapping up what has be come to known as The Drinking To Forget Tour (losses in Milwaukee, Atlanta, Washington and Philly) and they’re carting Oliver Miller out of the arena on a stretcher ‘cause he says he’s got some chest pain. This is a game after he’d been suspended in Washington for goofing around with the stuffed animal in Atlanta during a timeout, leading the brother of then coach Butch Carter to want to get in the locker room to fight him (yes, they were wild times; see why we drank?).
Anyway, as Oliver’s leaving, one of the Philly writers is suggesting they’re taking him to a great hospital and if there’s anything wrong, they’ll fix in.
In a particularly cold comment, but one that drew chuckles and guffaws, one guy says:
"If they find a heart in the (bleep), take it out.”
The second’s more recent so many of you might recall it. News gets out that KO has busted up a hotel room in Phoenix when he found out Jalen Rose was done for weeks with a broken hand and we’re talking to him about that incident, and several others.
He’s not exactly contrite, saying:
"If you’d just lost Jalen Rose, you’d bust a lamp, too.”
Item: Nets trade Jason Collins to Memphis for Stromile Swift.
Reaction: That’ll change the balance of power in two conferences. Not.
Back to the mail, where Jason P of Mississauga wonders:
What happened to Uros Slokar?
Slokey’s making about 700,000 Euros a year playing in Russia and, I’m sure, killing them with his comic antics.
Last one, then a day off, like the Heroes Of The Hardcourt to loaf a bit and do the scut work I’ve been putting off for days.
Q: I was at the Bucks game and noticed a new suit prominently involved on/in the Raptors bench/huddles, but haven't heard anything (even from you) about a new assistant. Chuck's blog mentioned something about assistant Eric Hughes. Is this a new assistant coach? What's the skinny on him?
Paul M, Toronto
A: Eric’s been around all year, you haven’t noticed? He’s officially the Basketball Development Consultant. He helps work guys out, works in practices, puts his two cents in during games when asked. Good guy, hard worker, sort of this year’s Hopla without the self-promotion.