High finance, sporting heroics and a wee bit of basketball
Okay, I fully admit I have no clue when it comes to financial matters.
If I put a card in a machine, hit some buttons and money comes out, I figure I’ve mastered the world.
Hyperbole? Maybe. But those who know me know that to be kind of true.
So this whole story about the Teachers buying up more of MLSEL (read our story right here) perplexes me a little bit.
But in my mind, it’s got to make it easier for them to sell, no? Wouldn’t a buyer want to have fewer “partners” when it makes a purchase? And since that’s one of the great money-making conglomerates in the country – and perhaps in the entire world of sport-entertainment-condos-and-nightclubs-being-disguised-as-sports-bars – wouldn’t you want as much of it as you can get?
So I don’t know how big a deal it is but I do think it sends a signal that maybe things are moving behind the scenes to get something done.
I, like you, await more news. I’d love to find some out but the people I talk to over there are far removed from that level it’s silly. Or at least they aren’t sharing what they know.
I’m wondering if Russell Westbrook watched Derrick Rose last night and went, ‘duh!’
I know Rose got up a fair number of shots but I don’t recall too many of them being what you’d call bad shots and whenever he had to share the ball more effectively to make his team better, he did.
I’m done trying to figure that series out – the Hawks could very well play out of their minds and get it all back to Chicago for a Game 7 on Sunday – but the way the Bulls played at both ends of the floor last night was impressive.
Think it might be time to take post-season award voting rights away from those zany NBA front office types.
They came up with their Executive of the Year yesterday and it turned out to be a tie between Pat Riley of the Heat and Chicago’s Gar Forman.
Now, I can see some resentment towards Riley and how the whole thing came together costing him some votes (and that’s entirely understandable) but it’s the other part that gets me.
Seems Forman, the Chicago GM, got the same 11 first-place votes as Riley but the crazy execs also gave three third-place votes to Chicago’s John Paxson.
Not sure if a few of them didn’t know who was in charge in Chicago or if the people in Chicago were splitting duties but shouldn’t Chicago have actually won?
Guess It’s not just the media that goofs up these things.
Oh, and, no, nary a vote for Toronto.
Finally, a break.
Larry Bird’s going to stay in Indiana, the Pacers told us yesterday.
And it means no “Can the Raptors get Larry Bird? After all, he’s the executive that wanted Roy Hibbert and if that doesn’t tell you how smart he is, I don’t know what does” questions.
How the heck did they get to the semifinals of DTWS and nobody told me?
Romeo’s gone? Too bad, kinda liked that kid and there’s the whole Master P-DeMar DeRozan connection.
But I’m all for Kirstie Alley being alive, she’s been a favourite since the season-opener.
I will say this, though:
Of all the stuff she’s done, she’s been a better barmaid than a dancer and both of them were better than he work as a pitch-woman for weight loss.
But that’s a helluva work trilogy, no?
I’m told by someone who knows that the Raptors are trying to piece together some kind of workout schedule for draft-eligible kids that can be finalized after next week’s lottery.
I sure hope they don’t inundate us with kids who have no chance of being drafted here, as they have in the past.
The trouble is, though, getting enough kids in enough days to make the workouts even remotely competitive. It’s all well and good to see guys jump and run and stuff like that, what you want to see is them in some kind of competitive two-on-two or three-on-three situation and getting players who don’t mind legitimate competition in workouts is difficult to do.
It stinks, and it leaves the power in the hands of players and agents who can duck guys who might expose them but whaddya gonna do?
TOD in extras over the Sox?
In the past, that’d be an issue; today it’s glorious and I’m looking forward to the sweep.
But I must say, I don’t look at standings too often, at least not before the magical Fourth of July time when you’re supposed to, but it pains me to see them below .500.
List time? Sure, thanks to the mail and maybe it jogs some memory of great sporting accomplishments of your own.
Q: Hi Doug - if you could finish off a big, championship game in any sport, which would be your dream scenario? Hitting that jumper (or dunk) with time expiring? Throwing (or catching) the game-winning touchdown? Knocking one out of the park in the bottom of the 9th? I assume putting a one-timer past the goalie wouldn't make the list...
Andrew S, Toronto
A: You have to realize that as I go through this, I’ve never actually done any of it, right? I do remember botching a suicide squeeze in an OBA playoff game in Stoney Creek about a hundred years ago, though.
Anyway, in order? With the best last?
Throwing a perfect 50-yard spiral to a guy perfectly in stride just over his inside shoulder down the field.
A 165-yard, gently drawing 8-iron for eagle to win the Masters by one.
A diving catch down the right field line to preserve a 1-0 no-hitter with a guy on first in the top of the ninth. Has to be top so we’re at home and the fans can go berserk.
A catch-and-shoot three-pointer at the buzzer.
And, yes, I want that squeeze back. The runner breaks, pitcher sees it, throws at my body like he’s supposed to and I get the ball down anyway. He scores, we win and the mental scar of that Stoney Creek failure is gone.
Andrew Bynum gets five games and a $25,000 fine and while it’s all well and good that the league acted quickly, I don’t think they went far enough.
I’d say eight to 10 games would have been more appropriate but I guess that’s just me.
Whacking an airborne guy with an elbow with no provocation except that he was beating them senseless with his play is, as Charles would say, turrible.
Okay, if you’ve got a minute today, send some mail here.
And if you’ve got a minute tonight, show up at 7 for an IGBT as we say bye-bye to the Celtics. And, yes, I fully plan to load myself up on coffee and caffeine so I can see what the Thunder and Grizzlies have in store for us.