Well, it’s three days until the Raptors start training camp and I have not had one question, comment, suggestion, complaint about what’s going to happen out in Vancouver and I can’t tell you how odd that is.
Generally, this is the time of year when everyone wants to know who’s going to start, what unknown camp invitee will become the flavour of the week, what kind of shape everyone’s in and what will be considered a success to the coming season.
Nada. Dead quiet. Crickets.
And I love it.
It’ll be truly interesting to see what, if any, interest there is in the mundane workings of camp once it starts. So far, it’s been like a vacation for guys like me and, frankly, I haven’t minded a bit.
Speaking of camp, what’s new in Vancouver? Have my normal haunts downtown but we’re at a new hotel, the Carmana Plaza and I have no idea what’s around there. Need a good stool with reliable wireless, good food, a solid selection of refreshing beverages and nice friendly barkeeps.
Got anything? Thanks.
This song has to be on the list of the best, right?
Totally under-rated TV show:
Plus. Tea Leoni. So there’s that.
Tune your dial update:
Because everyone’s gonna be busy covering the game, I supposed, they’ve gone down the pecking order to add yours truly to the McCown round table chinwag at the Dome this evening so those 5 p.m.-7 p.m. hours stuck in traffic will be a bit easier to take. Or something like that.
Well, do you think it has something to do with the schedule and lack of hype?
I know it’s still going full tilt – I saw the All Blacks do the Haka yesterday, I think it was – but in a week it seems to have gathered no momentum.
How come we don’t?
Have I missed anything other than obfuscation, the odd mis-truth and perchance a misleading statement or six?
Did anyone sweat too much?
There are more than a few things wrong with the tweeter machine, chief among them the idiocy and evil and stupidity that’s afforded some anonymous dopes with nothing better to do with their lives that comment on stuff they know nothing about, as if people care.
But I do see its value as a tip sheet to news, as long as that news is legit and relevant and, you know, correct.
So, no, Tristan Thompson did not sign a deal with the Cleveland Cavaliers yesterday to end one of the more fascinating NBA contract impasses of the last decade and his future – long and short term – is still cloudy with scant days left before training camp begins.
I don’t know what’s eventually going to become of this mess – a total guess would be him signing the qualifying offer and being an unrestricted free agent next summer – but we are headed for a resolution this weekend right up against the start of camp. How that plays out in any kind of chemistry way with the Cavs is going to be fun to watch: Will there be any resentment? How will he and his teammates handle it? How will David Blatt use him in such an important season in his career? How big a gamble is this going to be?
All I know is this:
He is not coming to Toronto now; it is going to take some major league financial and roster machinations to even fathom a legitimate shot at him next summer and can we all put that on the backburner until next July, please?