Toronto Raptors – What they’re saying

Editor’s Note: It seems sort of redundant to throw down with a Toronto Raptors – What they’re saying roughly 20 hours after the game finished.  You know what they’re saying.  So take solace in the fact that I’ve been drinking.  Here’s what I’m saying:

31 points, in a loss, are meaningless.  They don’t matter.  They just don’t.  Here’s a real life example to prove my point:

I was booked in business class for my trip to New Orleans today.  Originally, I was flying through Charlotte.  When I checked in this morning the lady at the desk told me that my plane “had a mechanical”.  Swear to god.  As a result, I was re-booked through Philadelphia.  The US Airways employee mistakenly rang me through in economy.  This mistake didn’t reveal itself until I realized that seat 9A on the first flight wasn’t in the business class cabin.  Seeing as how this was a 50 minute flight – and I was exhausted – I didn’t say anything.  Once we arrived in Philadelphia, I informed my new US Airways friend of the mishap.  Naturally, the flight to New Orleans was oversold and so, even though I had a business class ticket, I was relegated to the back of the plane (28F).

In this instance, the US Airways employees are the Chicago Bulls (they got the W) and my business class ticket is Andrea Bargnani dropping 31 (in a loss).  The latter is patently useless because of the former.

On the other hand, I might be trying to passively suggest that US Airways should try and save money by hiring mountain lions.  All things being equal, they’d probably be more capable than the current crop of workers.

Here’s what they’re saying:

Dino Blogger has thrown in the proverbial towel.  Alright, then.  No need to read his blog.  Wait a minute…  Nope.  He’s back.  One more thing: CB4 is a terrible nickname.  Terrible.  When I think of CB4, I immediately jump to a mental picture of Chris Rock squirting lotion in the palm of his hand.  Who gave Bosh the nickname CB4, anyway?  It was Swirsky, wasn’t it?  The Chuckster has an innate talent for giving people unintentionally inappropriate nicknames.  It’s not his fault.  Probably.

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Scott Carefoot didn’t link to me.  Don’t kid yourself, though.  We’re still very much in love.

Doug Smith has sat through a 16 – 66 season, so I have a faith that he’ll find his way through the final 42 games of this clusterfuck-ian train-wreck.  Not me.  My dog will be writing this roundoup by mid-March.  Funnily enough, he’s a better writer than I am.

Michael Grange, you make goooood cookies:

Guys with crazy hair are Bosh’s kryptonite: Varaejo; Mikki Moore (when he was with the Nets) and now Noah. Of course what these guys also have in common is spiderman length and quick feet — kind like that Garnett guy, who has no hair.

That’s a long shadow you’re casting, Mike.

Okay…  Enough of this tomfoolery.  I’m in New Orleans.  To my right there are at least 125 conventioneers (is that a word?) who just had beeds passed out to them.  They’re all about to do terrible, terrible things.  To my left a women is sipping Pinot Noir.  From a pint glass.  Oh…  And this is a moustache stag.  Mine’s a beauty.

I’ll be back tomorrow morning with a perusal of sporting links.  Also of note, I’m going to phone the Toronto Blue Jays as a perspective customer and solicit the best possible season-ticket deal.  Then, I’m going to phone back and see how that deal compares with what they’re offering me as a renewing season-ticket holder.  And they say being an actor doesn’t have an application in the real-world…