Time for a change, except for what we do here
Oh, wait, that was Tuesday.
Time for a change
Remember the other day when I mentioned that there were those in the hierarchy who thought change might be coming to the starting lineup?
I am sure their voices are louder now and should be listened to.
I wouldn’t be at all surprised if the starting lineup in Golden State on Saturday wasn’t Jose Calderon, Antoine Wright, Hedo Turkoglu, Chris Bosh and Andrea Bargnani.
It’s not entirely a knock against Jarrett or DeMar – and Lord knows there’s enough under-performing going on now that everyone shares the blame – but it’s got to be time to do something to see if they can find a spark.
There’s still a quarter of the season to go and that’s plenty of time and they remain right in the thick of a race for fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth.
But the events of the past couple of weeks, plus some private conversations I’ve had with a bunch of people, leads me to believe change is afoot.
And, frankly, I think it should be.
One step back
Actually, it’s more like a dozen steps back and it speaks entirely to what transpired early in the third quarter last night, when a winnable game went away.
In every NBA game, when a team rebounds a miss and starts heading up the court, you usually hear someone on the bench yell:
“Stop the ball, stop the ball.”
Yeah, right. Not if you’re the Raptors last night.
Their transition defence was so bad it was laughable.
On one play, Tyreke Evans was leading a break and going about 55 feet straight ahead with the ball. At least three Raptors were back but did even one move into Evans’s path to slow him?
Dude went right to the rim through all of ‘em, was fouled, completed an and-one and it was 55-48.
That’s the kind of lax defence we saw in November and it looked to have been corrected in December, January and February.
Not so much.
That’s simply effort and smarts and if they don’t have that, they have no chance.
To a screeching halt
That was Toronto’s offence and that’s been the issue now for more than two weeks.
The ball simply doesn’t move and, what’s worse, neither do the players.
Chris Bosh was a big culprit last night, spending too much time sizing up his man rather than making a decisive move but he was hardly alone.
Jarrett Jack was the same with a handful of early jumpers, Turk took a bit too long on some possessions and Jose probably fired up a couple too many jumpers coming off high screens when he could have driven or passed.
And unless they figure that one out, recall the days of crisp ball movement, late-clock open shots and sharing, they’re dead.
A wee bit more before I have to head to the airport
What do I think?
Putrid, stinky and smelly.
Turk’s an albatross around a franchise’s neck and not only shouldn’t Jarrett be starting, neither should Jose and if they don’t fire Triano and get a real coach, this franchise will be doomed forever.
Oh yeah, and Bosh is so leaving it’s not even funny and what are they going to do then?
There. Everyone happy?
Seriously, there was a we bit of mud slung around these parts yesterday because, apparently, there isn’t enough ranting and raving and going off the handle to satisfy some of the screamers among you.
Guess what? There’s not going to be and if that’s not good enough, well, that’s not good enough.
What we do here is not yell and scream.
Yes, Turkoglu’s playing poorly; yes, sometimes the players don’t play well; yes, sometimes the coaching moves don’t pay off.
And you can get all your dander up and go nuts; I’m more of a big-picture, voice of relative reason and I simply don’t have the passion a lot of you do.
Sorry, but that’s not going to change.
What we do here is a bit complex.
I hope we inform and entertain a bit; give you some insight into why things happen (that those things often don’t agree with your opinion is not something I can control) and, perchance, give you a look at things you might not get.
The other stuff? Well, there are other places you can go to hear writers go off and you’re welcome to them.
I think we do all right here so I see no reason to change.
No, I don’t think they can catch Boston, in case anyone wants to ask again.
Tough week for Jose, no?
A technical foul the other day against Philly and the cut under his eye suggested perhaps his argument was valid.
Then last night he gets a questionable Flagrant I call while being smacked on the lip and some more blood is shed.
Sorry about the in-game thing last night. Wireless went kablooey and by the time I pushed buttons and reset things, swore a bit and turned a few things on and off (surefire technological methods for fixing things in my limited knowledge), the game was just about over.
I blame Super Dog.
Long flight ahead to San Francisco so I have no idea when we’ll get to comments and the like but I will. That’s after I get settled and perhaps find some for a coffee at the Buena Vista.
Remind me to tell you the Buena Vista story tomorrow morning, would you? It’s not bad but I’m pressed for time and space at the moment.
If you’re lying around today with nothing to do and have some questions, here’s where you send them to the mailbag. Please, though, limit rants to a couple of hundred words.