Quiet crowd, boring game but all kinds of fun for you here
Yeah, I know. I’m a bit later than usual, funny what can happen when you hit an alarm and roll over. Kinda like it, actually.
That was the feeling around the arena last night, at least from this vantage point as the night fizzled right off the bat.
Oh, sure, there were some boos and the odd catcall for the one guy and lots of cheers for the other one but there really wasn’t the kind of raw emotion either way.
Guess that’s attributable to the 35-point first quarter the Suns hung on ‘em, rendering the final 36 minutes basically meaningless. Or maybe – just maybe, hopefully, please, please, please – many people are finally past the issue with the one guy? Could that be possible?
One can only hope.
A tough night for Jose
Kind of a double-edge sword last night, as Jay explained.
Because the Suns show hard with a big on high screens, there weren’t going to be an awful lot of opportunities for him to come off and shoot but three field goal attempts is not enough.
This is a bit of a “duh!” statement but this team needs good, solid point guard play, especially scoring, if it’s going to have a chance. Everyone knows it, most of all the coach:
“He’s trying to distribute the basketball but he’s got to make shots … he’s got to shoot the ball. Even if he misses shots, by shooting it and people knowing he’s a good shooter, it’ll stretch defences for us. But right know, they’re just playing off him.”
Keeping you up to date
Because there doesn’t seem to have been three points really worth talking about, how about a Reggie update because, well, because we haven’t had one in hours.
He’s supposed to take part in a full practice Saturday and, who knows, if he comes through it well, he could be in uniform before we head off to London on Wednesday.
A wee bit more?
Yes, we have winners, or at least I’m told we do, for the tickets for tomorrow. We had about 1,400 entries that came in over the course of a day or so, thanks so much for giving it a shot.
As I recall, we’ve got a couple of games left thanks to the MGD Best Seats folks, a Milwaukee one in March and – get this! – the Miami game to end the season.
See some of you – I hope – tomorrow.
Oh, and Stevie Boy, crack photographer, was at the game Friday snapping off a few frames (or whatever phrase they use these days) and this is what he came up with.
Now, here’s something you don’t see every day. And something I haven’t seen since my time in Imzir in the summer.
A Muslim call to prayer in the middle of the Air Canada Centre atrium.
Yep, during a post-shootaround, pre-game walk from the press room to Starbucks, there was a group of about 20 kneeling and praying.
Nothing wrong with it; just seemed entirely out of place with a couple of dozen gawkers passersby wandering around.
I promise I won’t make any wry statements about Andrea in any way, shape or form for a day or two because I don’t want you people yelling at each other.
Yikes, some of you were quite, um, disgruntled Friday, weren’t you?
I have no idea what’s going on with the Pistons but what happened Friday might be the most despicable thing I’ve heard of in my 16 years covering a team in this league.
Five guys blowing off shootaround to protest the coach? That’s terrible.
I know things are bad there, every time I see the Pistons someone connected with the team tells me how much the players and coach don’t like each other and how ugly it is, but to stage a walkout on a game day is as big a slap in the face as there can be.
I wish there was a way the franchise could bench all of those guys for the rest of the year, tell them to sit there and shut up and watch. Trouble is, they’d still get paid, the other guys would suffer for getting beaten down on the floor every night and it’d only get uglier.
There’s a new owner coming in and if I was him what I would do the first day on the job is fire everyone.
Whack the GM, let the coach go, waive the players, cut the ones who have contracts and let the ones who are free agents leave right away.
It’d be costly but it might send a message to the fans that this kind of crap won’t be tolerated.
Don’t imagine it’ll happen, seems to be too bold an idea, but it’s a nice thought.
Oh, and a cautionary tale about how quickly things can change. Remember, it wasn’t four years ago that we were holding the Pistons up as one of the model franchises in the NBA. Great GM, good team of solid players, a sellout every night.
Now? Not so much.
Mr. Coro began an 11-day marathon of a road trip with this report on last night’s event.
Now, I don’t see many movies – no time here, usually read or nap on planes – but I’ve got The Social Network as a big fave in the Oscars tomorrow night.
Mostly because it’s the only one of them I’ve seen.
And I’m a bit ticked at the 6 p.m. start to the Mavs game because I used to get quite a kick out of talking to people and mocking various celebs on the red carpet for the way they look and act.
Anyway, I figure I’ll live vicariously through the IGBT, right folks?
Mail’s really light – you people don’t seem quite a conversational as you have been – so, please, click here if you feel the urge and send something in.
A word of warning, however.
There is a Mighty Yankees Coaches and Dads Fellowship Hour scheduled for tonight so if I’m a wee bit late with the mail tomorrow morning, there’s a legitimate reason.
Well, not sure about legitimate, but there’s a reason.
Who else took some kind of perverse delight in the Cavs beating the Knicks on Friday?
It was cleaning day at the Air Canada Centre on Friday, at least on the walls of the media room.
There are about a dozen gigantic pictures of various Leaves and Raptors in action and now there’s a big chunk of blank wall.
A couple of Kaberles, a Beauchemin and a Jarrett Jack wall hanging all bit the dust.
Can’t wait to see how they come up with next.