A case to be made for a more cautious approach to life
I think it was Doc Rivers I first heard it from – and I’m sure he got it from somewhere and we’ll never know who first made the point – but a couple of things in the news recently hammer it home and the advice should serve as a warning for athletes in every sport everywhere.
Nothing good happens in the clubs after 2 a.m.
Anyway, I digress.
It’s news that Tony Parker could conceivably miss the Olympics because an eye injury he suffered while a bystander at some stupid bar brouhaha in New York that serves as the latest reminder of wisdom of those words and you wonder when everyone’s going to pay attention.
The backstory: Parker’s in some fancy schmancy New York club one night when a couple of warblers – or the people who hang with warblers – get in a bit of a dustup, something I would guess began over some inconsequential slight that was more perceived than intended.
Words are shared, shoves happen, someone breaks a bottle and all of a sudden Parker’s got a shard of glass in his eye and while his long-term future isn’t at stake, his summer plans to go to London are in jeopardy.
Now, I know I sound a bit like an old fuddy-duddy (and simply by using the phrase fuddy-duddy I prove that fact) but you would think these guys – and Parker is just the latest in a long list of them – would be a bit more careful, at least knowing to bail at the first sign of contretemps or trouble.
I’m also sure Parker and his group weren’t expecting trouble – no one ever is – but these things happen with such regularity, fights, arguments, someone trying to make a late-night point or stake claim to turf or whatever, that more caution is needed.
I’m not suggesting a Hermit’s life for every professional athlete or entertainer, they are by their very nature Type A personalities who tend to live hard and fast but there seems to be a lack of common sense at times that is alarming.
Yes, you could say this was a fluke, bad timing, or whatever, but flukes, bad timing situations and whatevers tend to happen, I think all athletes need to be more aware, more cognizant of what could happen than they are.
We can’t ask them to do nothing, we can’t ask them to hide or live in bubbles, we can suggest they are more wary, more alert, more something.
All of ‘em.
What’s that old saw about water seeking its own level?
Was watching the TOD out of one eye while in full on couch repose last night and about the last thing I recall before the rains – and sleep – came was Jose Bautista hammering a line drive over the Green Monster.
Not bad for a guy who apparently forgot how hit in April and who now has 12 homers this month and a league-leading 24 on the year.
Not sure where I first heard it but there’s a truism about the game that could probably be applied to all kinds of sports:
Eventually, guys will become what they are.
It’s especially true in baseball simply because of the length of the season; there’s lots of time to make up for slow starts, as we’ve seen with Bautista, and lots of times to cool off from torrid beginnings.
Guess life – and sports – is just a game of runs, good and bad.
How is it that the Olympic departure is less than a month away?
My, time flies, doesn’t it?
Considering there’s an NBA draft, free agency, summer league and about a kajillion pre-Olympic features to be done, can someone slow the clock down, I need more time.
Perfect quote from Ed Stefanski yesterday, sums up the NBA situation just perfectly:
“Thursday’s a long way away but we’re holding onto that pick but we’re exploring every option.”
Which means everything’s in play and possible and anyone who tells you what’s going to happen is totally guessing.
I don’t think the Raptors are anywhere close to 100 per cent sure what’s going to happen, either with their pick, the picks above them or in trade talks.
Yes, there has been some preliminary chatter, no doubt; but no one brings their ‘A’ games or offers until at least Wednesday and possibly not until Thursday so we’ve got another couple of days to sit on tenterhooks and wonder what might be.
Of course, we may get a bit of a hint this afternoon when Bryan does his final pre-draft media thing. Oh, wait. No, we won’t. We’ll hear that there are lots of options, all are being explored and they’ll do what they think is best for the long-term growth of the franchise.
(And if I knew how to really search this interweb thing, I guarantee I’d find just about the same thing two days before last year’s draft. It is forever thus)
Oh yeah. You want “engagement” with the people?
Figure we’ll do an IGBT thing for part of Thursday night – maybe the first hour or 90 minutes of the draft depending on breaking news and when I have to leave – and then, hopefully, a chat Friday at noon to set us up for free agency that starts Sunday.
See you calendars accordingly, please.
Yes, it was a stupid easy win for the women at the Olympic qualifier against a Mali team that would be so-so with its best players and woefully inadequate without them.
What’s it mean?
You’re going to get the odd mismatch and blowout in a tournament like this and it’s always better to be on the giving, rather than receiving, end.
But I know this group of women and the coaching staff pretty well; they’ll understand what Monday was – a one-off blip – and know that the real work begins today against France and continues Thursday when the quarter-final rolls around.