Aug 24, 2007

bill walton is on crack

// i heart samuel dalembert. slammin' sammy was doing his best tim duncan impression against venezuela last night, dropping a few crunch time buckets and clutch free throws. on top of that, he was swatting shots and protecting the paint as if leo rautins threatened to send him back to haiti if we didn't win. big boy finished with 18-8, and 5 blocks. not too shabby//

//consider this: steve nash is holding himself out of international play mainly to save his body for the grueling NBA season. if the suns do in fact go all the way this year, is nash then more inclined to play for canada if we make it to beijing? if magloire decides to get off his lazy ass for the chance at an olympic medal, can you imagine a canadian starting lineup of magloire, dalembert, brown, english, and nash? not exactly the most feared lineup in the world, but at least it'd be fun to watch some real talent wearing the colours. at the very least, we'd have to be considered a darkhorse for a medal merely for having nash. i mean, dude took a team with sherman hamilton and todd mccullough to a 5-2 record in sydney. just one more reason to root for the suns//

//speaking of our boy sherm, i would love to meet the programming director of raptors tv. has anyone actually ever watched X's and O's? and i'm paying a monthly premium for this channel? yikes//

//quote of the day: "take that hugo chavez!" -- tony kornhesier during PTI, in regards to the beatdown the united states put on venezuela in their FIBA tourny opener two nights ago. of even more interest is that after the U.S. made the venezuelans look like the washington generals, team opec came out tonight and looked like a bunch of all-stars against canada. to put things in perspective, we had no answer for the offensive force that is hector romero. we're going to get massacred on saturday. i can't wait to watch carl english being checked by kobe. poor kid's probably having nightmares even as i type this//

//i wonder if celine dion will be at the game on saturday. i hope not. if anything that would only motivate the americans to crush us more//

//on a personal note, i was blasting feist in my car yesterday and pulled up at a light next to a dodge caravan with what i can only describe as a prototypical canadian soccer mom at the wheel. she quickly turned to look at me, and flashed a huge grin with two thumbs up, as she proceeded to bob her head in her seat. needless to say, i turned the music down, and quietly sped away as soon as the light turned green//

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