Cutting a game is music to one's ears
Bunch of little things here today, it’s a dog day at the end of a dog week.
And this jet lag kinda stinks, tough to keep “engaged” on North American time.
It’ll be better next week, I hope.
Only seven games, only one neutral site and it’s Montreal which is a great city where we know everything works and no back-to-backs!
I don’t know if it was Ed Stefanski who got it all done, or Bryan or whoever but, I tell you, this is the greatest. It was aided and abetted by the fact if they wanted to have a home-and-home, so to speak, with New York that they couldn’t because Madison Square Garden is still being renovated and I guess there just wasn’t another team with an open date on its schedule.
Look, I’ve always thought eight pre-season games was about four too many, a cut back to seven is hardly going to be noticeable.
And the fact it’s such a good one on the calendar makes it even better.
Here it is:
Oct. 8, vs. Real Madrid, 7 p.m.; Oct. 10 at Detroit, 7:30 p.m.; Oct. 12 vs. Detroit, 7 p.m.; Oct. 15 at Memphis, 7 p.m.; Oct. 17 vs. Washington, 7 p.m.; Oct. 19 vs. New York at Montreal, 7 p.m.; Oct. 22 vs. Milwaukee, 7 p.m.
Trust me, after some of the crazy pre-seasons we’ve had – try doing a Columbus, Ohio-Winnipeg back-to-back some day – this is a dream.
Speaking of the Raptors, saw tweets last night that Jay Triano’s up for an assistant coaching job in Portland with Terry Stotts.
It’s not done yet, according to some people I talked to late last night, but it won’t, or shouldn’t, have any impact on the 95 per cent chance (nothing is ever done until it’s done, we’ve come to learn here) he’s back at the Canadian senior team head coach.
How’d I miss this?
The 35th anniversary of Elvis’s death was yesterday, causing much reflection and a whole lot of Elvis music blaring over the radio airwaves.
True confession: I was never a big fan, he had little impact on me, even though I was pretty much of the era when he was making his mark.
Oh, I listened – how could you not? – and slightly remember the movies and the TV appearances but my recollection now is more of a caricature than a performer.
Too bad, I understand he was pretty good but I don’t think I’d have him near the top of any solo performers list. How about you?
But, he could warble.
You know I’m a Niagara Falls guy – hi, Mick and Angelo’s, will there soon – so, man, in pains me to read about the shenanigans at Marineland about the treatment of the animals there.
I’m not going to get too far into it, it’s not my bailiwick and I’m not really up to speed on the issue, except to offer this total disclaimer:
In that one summer where I nearly expired standing on the hot pavement directing cars to parking spots for about $3.50 an hour – if that and Super Son making about two and half times that now pushing buggies around a parking lot drives me batty – I grew to hate Marineland with the, as the famous saying goes, the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns.
So there’s that.
And it must be serious if the voice of those omnipresent commercials disavows them, that’s a solid byproduct. It’s one of those jingles you come to loathe because you hear it too often and I won’t go all Tubthumping on you by playing it here.
It’s always nice to hear from a good guy from the past and when Billy Diamond’s name popped up in the e-mail in-basket last night, it was cool.
Billy was Oak’s business advisor back in the day and one of those guys you’d run into at the NBA Finals or all-star game or lottery or somewhere and always catch up with. Good guy all around.
And last night he was bringing news that one of the fine young promising Canadians – Toronto guard Tyler Ennis – has committed to Syracuse after an outstanding prep school career.
The story Billy sent along is here, have a look.
Speaking of in-baskets …
This, I couldn’t believe and it’s probably because it was so out of mind over in London the past three and a half weeks it was wonderful.
Was sitting around with some of the folks after the Mighty Red Tigers finished the regular season last night (gut-wrenching loss when we gave up three in the bottom of the last inning, playoffs start tomorrow) and, of course, the TV’s on in the corner.
And there was an NFL exhibition game?
Had forgotten all about that sport and where it was on its calendar and I’m glad I did, pre-season NFL football – especially the first couple of weeks – might be the worst thing ever.
Well, maybe not ever, but it’s pretty bad. In fact, of the four main major league sports – basketball, baseball, the pucks and the gridiron – I’d have to rank exhibition football as the worst, wouldn’t you?
Sure, the others are all way too long – if they cut hockey and basketball in half, no one would suffer, I can understand baseball needing time to get pitchers ready but it’s probably a week and a half drawn – but football is just short and bad, isn’t it?
But it did strike home where we on in the calendar and if the NFL season’s just around the corner, that means summer is almost over and that kind of sucks.