A decision that has little real impact; and another list
We’re going to be all over the map a bit here today, and I can see that becoming the norm as we lurch through the final three weeks of another awful regular season.
It’s like Groundhog Day without Andie McDowell and that’s no Groundhog Day at all.
Back to a bit of the grind today after the blocks – and I – took Sunday as a day of rest (I can totally recommend it) with the usual stuff of practice.
And since there’s precious little in the way of news about the only thing we’ll be trying to find out is if they’re going to shut Rudy Gay and his bad back down for the final three weeks or so of the regular season.
Since I wasn’t in New York and only chatted with a couple of people electronically yesterday there’s no clear indication but there was a wee hint that maybe, yeah, it’s time to give him some rest.
And it doesn’t matter if it’s a week or two or the rest of the year because I’m not sure what’s left to be accomplished.
Of course, wins would be great to at least bring some sunshine into an otherwise drab part of the season – it’s always better to feel good for at least a couple of nights – but I wonder if the whole “getting used to playing with each other to be ready for next year” attitude is actually a factor.
Sure, there is some familiarity to be gained but I don’t know that it’ll be any more than has already been gained and, frankly, this is now more about Valanciunas and Ross than it’s ever been; I think there’s a good enough baseline of Gay, DeRozan and Lowry that the coaches know what they have to do to maximize their talents and the teaching of those new systems or ideas will be done next year at training camp rather than in the handful of legitimate practices they have left.
Looking at the schedule realistically – and knowing that if there’s just one day between games that it’s more a maintenance day rather that a real work day – there are two, maybe three good days left.
One of them is today, one of a Monday in Chicago in the middle of that Minnesota-Milwaukee-Chicago trip but other than that, it’s game, day off, game or back-to-back, day off and precious little time.
So if they do decide that Gay’s back needs some rest – and we don’t know if that’s the absolute case – I’m not sure what will be lost.
Okay, here we go.
We’ve come to the general consensus, I believe, that the two seminal Canadian bands – and yes, one is a wee stretch – would the Band and The Guess Who, right?
Knowing that everything’s subjective and some acts are more, um, polarizing than others, I think I’d give you these next five, in order, as pretty darn solid.
They might even get to the top two in some lists, I bet. Enduring, original, impactful.
This is the one that evokes so much passion on each side but I saw them when I was in high school so they count.
Yes, I am of a certain age.
If you count them as Canadian, they have to be on the list, right?
I’ll listen to them today, actually.
Now, here’s a second five and, yes, this truly is an exercise in futility and personal preference and we’re talking about acts known as bands rather than individuals.
Cowboy Junkies, Max Webster, Arcade Fire, Great Big Sea and …
One of people Of Even A Greater Vintage.
Who doesn’t like a little Guy Lombardo?
Now, I am 100 per cent certain my bracket is dead and I would bet that goes for a lot of you, too.
But I don’t care because this Florida Gulf Coast thing is pretty amazing and gave life to the tournament for the first weekend at least.
Not only do they go to a school where dorms are right by the water – I still think it should have campuses in strip malls of interstates – they just seem to have an awful lot of fun playing and don’t really care.
Besides, an Alert Irregular saw this on the tweeter and sent it along and maybe Super Son puts it on the list of campuses to visit.
Okay, about the only panda I care about or know is Red Panda and while I seldom see any part of NBA halftime shows, she’d be right up there with Quick Change near the top of the list.
But I’ve been so inundated with stories of these real pandas that are en route to the zoo I may have to take a trip out the wilds of Scarborough or wherever the zoo actually is sometime this summer to check ‘em out.
They do look kind of cute but given my history at a zoo, I’m sure whatever day I go, they’ll be asleep in the back and hundreds of us will be standing around looking at an empty cage and cursing under our breath.
It happened with those Komodo dragons or whatever the heck they were and I don’t know that I’ve ever seen an elephant when I’ve gone, either. And if you can’t find something the size of an elephant, not sure there’s any reason to go.