It's quiet because it's supposed to be; and a little comedy gold
We know the NBA schedule is coming out this afternoon – a teaser of all teasers – and here’s another point that may stick in your craw.
It’s what, July 19? Just checked and last year, it wasn’t until Aug. 10 that it came out because the league sat around and waited for the flurry of hugely significant free agent signings before talking to its “TV partners” to maximize the impact of The Decision and the like.
Not so much.
And that gets me to the point of this whole exercise, or item.
Aside from the first 10 days or so of July, this is supposed to be the downtime for the league so that fact that nothing’s going on shouldn’t bother too many people.
About now, even summer league is shut down, team executives generally go into hiding for a few weeks to catch their breath and outside of a few relatively inconsequential transactions, nothing much happens between the middle of July and the middle of September.
It’s when international events take care of providing some semblance of basketball news – this year it’s the Olympic qualifiers, last year it was the World Championship, next year it’s the London Games – but as for the NBA?
These are the start of the dog days so dog days it shall be.
And I think that goes for the two sides in the labour dispute.
As I said to an Irregular in the mail, it hasn’t even been three weeks, there’s nothing going on and nothing being lost except a dreary free agent class and summer league being cancelled so I don’t imagine anyone should truly be surprised that it’s quiet.
I fully expect that in the next 10 days or two weeks there will be some movement at least towards starting up negotiations again but there is no pressure on either side and maybe taking three weeks or a month to calm down, study things more seriously and then get back at it makes sense.
Sure, it sucks that we missed a week of free-agent signings but, really, that’s about it.
So it’s cool, take it easy, find some other things to and they’ll be back when they’re back.
At least this afternoon you can dissect a season and I guarantee some of you will go game-by-game and come up with the final record for the HOTH.
Things I Hate, Vol. 2,301, 475
Waking up about 6, stumbling down the stairs, opening the front door to pick up the newspaper and feeling like you’ve walked into a blast furnace ‘cause it’s already about 130 per cent humidity.
At 6 in the freaking morning.
Those who know me know I’m not particularly built for the heat so that truly sucks.
I imagine most of you know that my tastes tend to run to things that are, um, older than some.
Movies: Rear Window, screen classics like Casablanca, Streetcar Named Desire (no, not just for the women’s name being screamed by Brando) and Godfather II
Music: Sinatra, please.
TV: Seinfeld, Magnum, too many others to mention.
Clothes: Oh, wait, that’s just a function of lack of style.
Well, anyway, we’re at the ballyard the other day, or talking about being at the ballyard the other day, or something like that.
Someone’s talking about how baseball lends itself to great cinematic comedy. Bull Durham’s in the conversation, so is Major League and a handful of others, too.
But then I’m thinking: Wait, you’re old. There’s far better comedy bits around baseball than that stuff, isn’t there?
Of course there is.
I’m not sure why, but it truly is a game that has a rich and storied past with yucks.
One out of the mail.
Q: With all the soccer news these past few weeks (thank you ladies), I was wondering where you think soccer is sitting in the brains of sports fans in this country? How about your brain? Raising? Same indifference?
With a lack of basketball this summer, and the Mother Ship obviously wanting to use your vast talents, any chance of a IGBT at a TFC game?
Have you ever been to a TFC game? Any desire? I think it can be quite fun, and ranks of one the best sporting experiences in Toronto (having not been this year yet).
John D, Toronto
A: It’s funny, I was just thinking about that the other day when I was somewhere and people were paying rapt attention to the COPA America early rounds; and others were dissecting the women’s World Cup semis.
Anyway, I think history has shown that high-level soccer stirs passions for the old country like few things do across this country. I know I pay somewhat close attention to things like Champions League or COPA America and am all over the World Cup every four years. And I think the overall awareness is increasing, in part because it seems to get more play in the mainstream media than it ever did. I can remember when about the only game you ever saw on TV over here was the FA Cup final and that was on tape delay.
Me? I’ve never been to a TFC game, have always wanted to do but it’s never quite worked out schedule-wise and I know Super Son has mentioned it a couple of times. Maybe this summer we’ll get there.
IGBT? Not sure it works but it might be worth a try and, as you’ll read in a second, we’re trying to find stuff to do.
Speaking of …
Oh yeah, scheduling change.
They spun the Wheel O’ Beats around the office yesterday and, as it turns out, the foray to be Golf Boy out in Vancouver has been changed.
I am now going to be Baseball Boy tomorrow night (yes, we’ll try an IGBT so tell your friends, Sunday was a slowish day) and deal with whatever else comes up the rest of the week.
Yes, I’ll miss the golf but a day at the ball park isn’t a bad replacement.
Mighty Rockies X, Vanquished Opponents X minus 1.
One game left in the regular season to set up our playoff rotation.
Just in case you were wondering.