Is this astonishingly bad season the biggest flop ever?
Typical Friday of a slow week; lots of little things and hopefully one or two catch your fancy.
I did not stay up late to watch the TOD get drubbed out in California last night because there was more important stuff to do like lie in bed and try to sleep but as I read the dispatches this morning one thing comes to mind.
Has there been an athlete in recent Toronto history to so utterly fail to meet expectations than Josh Johnson?
It’s astonishing, isn’t it? I see he got lit up again last night, seven runs in less than two innings, and he is having a season quite from Hell.
Now, I don’t have the Seamhead knowledge to know if the issues are mechanical and I haven’t been around him to know whether the problems are more mental but this is a guy who was supposed to be at least good who has been, frankly, atrocious.
I know My Man Perk will say it has something to do with National League pitchers trying to make it in the better league and that’s probably a small part of it but the implosion has been incredible.
So who else?
At least Ricky Romero was good here before he lost it and he’s working hard at getting back.
Hoffa came to the HOTH so limited in skill that anyone except Jack McCloskey who expected anything out of him was quite delusional.
Can’t think of a pucks guy – the Kadri kid seems to have come around – nor does my Argo Boy knowledge lead me to a name there.
Soccer? Hahahahahahahahah. Preki?
Nope, I’d say Johnson takes the cake for a let down after a build up and I think he might at the place where he has to leave town for no other reason than his own sanity.
I don’t know the contractual situation – I don’t think I’d even make him a qualifying offer if it involved any kind of serious financial commitment – and I guess you could trade him away for nothing.
But maybe the best thing for him is that he’s not out there every day to hear it from the fans like so many other players who fail do. He won’t be booed every time he touches the ball, it seems to me that baseball fans are a bit more gentle and have fewer opportunities to spew their venom.
But as a flameout, this has been shocking.
Gotta be this today, right?
Doesn’t get much better.
Enjoy the weekend peacefully. Please.
Okay, here’s the deal.
Since we’ve been hearing how excited everyone is about the senior men’s team, let’s see if people back up their talk with action.
The men are going go play twice next week here against Jamaica – Thursday and Saturday at the Mattamy gym at the old Maple Leaf Gardens (sorry, MLSE, I had to type those words) – and I wonder what they’ll draw.
I think the gym seats a bit fewer than 3,000 spectators and if they can’t sell that out in a city this size at this time of year for their only games in Canada this summer, I’d be stunned.
You think they will? Ticket info is here somewhere; let’s see if people put their money where their mouths are.
Last shot for mail, might be a quiet night (famous last words) and a busy weekend of work so let’s get to the firstname.lastname@example.org place today, okay?
Hey, if this is the Friday before the tournament, shouldn’t we be hearing about all kinds of withdrawals from the women’s tennis event here?
Seems to be that every year, and far more often on the women’s side than the men’s side, players bail at the last minute with shocking regularity, leaving organizers with egg on their face (where’d that saying come from?) and ticket buyers rightfully miffed.
Not sure what the answer is, the players are basically independent contractors and come and go as they please but it is rather irksome, I’d think.
I don’t care an awful lot, I’m not even on a waiting list for tickets and not sure I’d go if given them but I bet there are Irregulars who are disappointed annually by the shenanigans.
The thing I kind of like best about a Canada Basketball practice – and it’s been this way for about the 20 years or so I’ve going to them – is how relaxed they are.
While out to do this well-edited piece yesterday morning, it was more like a bunch of friends just hanging out and catching up.
You had Steve Nash putting a couple of kids through some drills, everyone was just lounging around and saying hello and it had a First Day of School feel.
Now, it’ll change because there is some serious work to be done before the world qualifier that starts later this month but I think that’s part of the charm of the program and one of its strengths.
These are guys who have been friends for a very long time, it’s got a far more familial feel than any professional team I’ve ever been around. Yes, there are common goals to pro teams but there’s also too often a feel of “I’ve got to get mine, got to get paid” that’s an underlying factor. It’s not exactly like 15 different corporations in the same space but sometimes it’s close.
This group? And a lot of other Canada groups I’ve been around?
The commonality of the goal, unsullied by overwhelming desires for personal gain, makes it fun to be around.
So the Stanley Cup comes to some neighbourhood with a guy who won it for a team not named the Leaves and everyone goes gaga?
It’s not like some local hasn’t won it before and had in the area, is it?
I don’t get it. Sorry.