Have had a conversation or two of the last couple of days about the Raptors and Christmas, mostly about the ghastly schedule the NBA stuck them with but also about plans and games on Dec. 25 and where these guys should fit.
I didn’t do an awful lot of research into this because it’s truly not all that big a deal to me but I’d think that a conference finalist from the year before would play somewhere on the following Christmas Day and we all know that didn’t happen with these guys this time around.
And I would think the most special aspect of a Christmas Day game would be playing at home so you could have all the trappings of the night before and the morning of without having to travel on Christmas Eve and play and then fly on Christmas Day.
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That would suck.
And the over-riding sense I got was that if you’re not going to play at home, a Christmas Day game is more inconvenience than fun.
Besides … I personally think the NBA has gone way overboard on Christmas Day games with five of them basically running from noon until 1 a.m. Boxing Day.
It diminishes the sense of “event” around the day, if there ever was one, actually.
I would be a proponent of giving the league the entire day off – and that goes especially for arena workers, concessions stand servers, ushers, other team employees – but I know that’s not going to happen.
So, how about two, max?
Works for me.
A personal scheduling update.
A 9 p.m. east start on a Friday night in Salt Lake would make it impossible to get anything in our Dec. 24 paper and we don’t publish on Christmas Day so thanks to the good graces of The Mighty Quinn in her previous incarnation as my boss, we are taking the Raptors-Jazz game off entirely.
And I know they’ve gone to more of a computer to do the NBA schedule but I didn’t know they had enlisted the aid of a computer that had to be drunk.
Tell me why we’re going Portland to Oakland and then inland to Phoenix and then back west to Los Angeles and then back East to San Antonio on the trek?
Makes no sense, right?
Well, how about this one in February:
With Super Son being of a Certain Vintage where he no longer wakes up at 4 a.m. to see what Santa brought (now, he’s more likely to be shutting down the games at that time to crash than to be getting up) I’d kind of forgotten about kids and toys and this time of year.
Was cool to see them smile and shop and, my goodness, toys are expensive these days.
Mail? We could use some more for sure. With the way our publishing schedule is with crazy holiday deadlines, I have to pretty much have all of Saturday’s stuff in tonight so tomorrow is putter around time.
Get to email@example.com and say hello, please.
So how about Edwin Encarnacion’s agent basically laying blame for his Blue Jays departure on management for its haste in filling a gaping roster hole quickly after he apparently rejected four years and $ 80 million, as this story from Zorro points out?
I think the agent and Edwin misread the marker and came to that realization too late; I think the Blue Jays could have easily held off a bit on Morales to let the better player in the conversation mull over his situation a bit longer because I refuse to believe that teams would have been lined up to get Morales signed, especially the way the whole free agent market has played out.