A stunt's a stunt no matter what; and Jeter's loss tough for fans
So if this space diver guy had landed in my front yard, I might have looked up to see what the ruckus was about.
Now, if it’d been Evil Knievel jumping over buses or something …
Here’s the thing about the skydive from a kabillion metres or whatever it was that kind of rankled me. It was made out in some parts as some big deal yesterday afternoon and lauded as some kind of historical moment akin to Neil Armstrong walking on the moon.
Getting to the moon was a moment of historical accomplishment; a guy making, I presume, all kinds of money off a sponsorship from a drink company to jump out of a balloon was more a stunt than anything.
Sure, it was something no one else has done before and maybe it belongs in the Guinness Book of Records and good for him; as an historical achievement I cannot see how it expands the knowledge of the world’s great minds, it doesn’t open any new frontiers, it was little more than a lark when understanding how the universe works is concerned.
The Mars thing? The moon landing?
They contributed something significant to scientists.
This? This was a stunt, a cool stunt and, I guess, fun to watch, but it was Snake River Canyon, it was the guy walking across Niagara Falls; it was no a moment of huge significance in the world.
It seemed at times as much about the energy drink as anything else and that’s kind of off-putting.
But good on him, glad he lived, glad he finally got it done, now we can get back to not knowing or caring who he is.
So the ACC was ready for Rush last night, we’ll get to see it set up again today and tomorrow getting ready for tomorrow night and then I hear they’ll be in Montreal on our off-night Thursday.
Since I’m apparently being stalked by them …
Three things that would be good for the Raptors this week:
Andrea Bargnani makes some shots.
He’s a bit out of game shape, his shot is flat, I presume it come back, now would be a good time for him to start rounding into form.
Kyle Lowry plays
The point guard practiced Sunday, we’ll find out today how he came through it but it’s pretty important they get him in at least one game this week. With only four pre-season games to go, he needs to start figuring out what it’s like to play with his new teammates.
A rotation emerges
There are still too many guys playing too many scattered minutes and with four games left it’s about time to start figuring out who plays when. They need to settle on four bigs, maybe three wings and a couple of point guards and let them get a little used to their roles. Figure that starts happening for real on Friday in Montreal.
Speaking of Montreal, kind of wish I was going to have more time in that great city because I’m sure there’s all kinds of nooks and crannies Irregulars could point out.
But a dinner time arrival on Thursday, Friday morning shootaround an early story to write Friday afternoon (we have wretched deadlines for the Saturday paper) and the game Friday kind of make it busy.
So, knowing that …
Whaddya got for me?
Man, that sure sucks about Derek Jeter, doesn’t it?
(Yeah, I know, a little late but first chance we’ve had)
I don’t know that I’ve ever spoken to Jeter even in a scrum but he is one of those athletes you admire and to see him with a broken ankle and his season over right when the games were getting to the most important part of the year was, well, heart-breaking.
In this day and age, Jeter seemed to be one of the true greats in any sport who carried himself with dignity and class; he plays the game hard and extremely well (if he’s not a first ballot Hall of Famer they ought to do away with the Hall of Fame and you know how I feel about Halls of Fame and how easy it is to get into them) and he seemed to handle everything thrown his way with professionalism.
As a former fan of the Red Sox, he was supposed to be one of the Evil Empire guys you were supposed to loathe but you couldn’t. I can’t imagine it’s easy for anyone to be the face of a sporting monolith like the Yankees, to be the team captain carries a level of responsibility that doesn’t exist in too many other places and all Jeter did was act like a grown up, he knew what he was to so many people and I don’t know if he ever let them down.
He was, and is, the kind of athlete I think we can all appreciate, one team for his entire career, a distinguished career focused as much on team goals as individual accolades and it looked all the time like he took every game – and his place in the game – seriously.
There probably aren’t a handful of guys who could do what he’s done over a career spent in the media capital of world, where “gotcha journalism” is in full vogue and everyone’s life is dissected far too much.
To an outsider, he was a pro’s pro; a class act; an excellent player.
And with the best post-season I can ever remember unfolding before our very eyes, it’s really too bad he won’t be on that stage.
Even if you hate the Yankees – and more than a few of us do – I think you had to appreciate Jeter and feel bad that his season is over.