8/19/09SportsThe Celts Summer
The euphoria of 2008 was hard to live up to, and in the end we had a hobbled KG and a game, but outmatched, C's team unable to [successfully] defend a championship for the 7th straight time. It was a bit of a belly ache to see our boys blown off the court in Game 7 by Orlando. And then we had the virtual hemorrhoidal itch of watching Kobe hoist up a trophy when we all felt darn well we could have beaten them again if we were healthy. You can build a roster, but there's no accounting for injuries to your stars.
Still, we felt like the cubbard was a tad lacking in the depth department when we needed.
This summer Danny has done his best to stock that cubbard with the likes of Rasheed and Marquis Daniels (he is coming, right?), and the not so triumphant return of Big Baby. On paper the Celts seem deeper.
I, for one, was booming with confidence even before the sad end of last year. I loved the strides Perk & Rondo made. During KG's brief, part time return, before ultimately playing his last game, I saw some really exciting stuff from the starting 5.
I truly believe this year has the potential to be something special. If (a big if admittedly), the C's can keep the parts healthy and rested I think we'll be seeing some offense from the Celtics like we have not seen in the league in many moons.
So, for me, I'm happy with the moves Danny has made. It will be fun to have Sheed, and Daniels should be a nice part, but the starting 5 is what I can't wait to see again.
I know we need those other parts to protect the starters from wear and tear, but it's all window dressing. I want to see domination and basketball artistry. This year is the peak year for this squad.
I'm done with Summer. When's camp?MediaThe Great Outdoors
A couple of nights ago I was perusing the free On Demand movies on Comcast for something to watch with my daughters. There wasn't a hell of a lot appropriate for them there, but I was adamant that we watch something we haven't seen a hundred times already.
I decided I'd give Ghostbusters a whirl. Well, they're not quite ready for that yet
...A wee bit too scary still.
I settled on the Great Outdoors with John Candy and Dan Akroyd. I'd forgotten what a fun and funny movie that is. My daughters were legitimately belly laughing at the sights of John Candy whirling on water skis and being trampled under a door by the bald headed bear.
John Candy's good heart just bled through the screen. I miss that guy.
Dan Akroyd played the redeemable arrogant jerk to a T as well.
If you need a wild card for a good, clean family movie the Great Outdoors has stood the test of time - watch it and enjoy.
RIP John Candy & John HughesLifeBeing The Grown Up
It still startles me sometimes when I find myself having to be the adult. I'm 40, and right in the middle of a couple of generations. Having kids (and being responsible for them) will make you see the world in a different light in a hurry.
I've never been one to get all puffed up over stuff, but when my kids are involved I have very little tolerance for people exposing them unnecessarily to inappropriate behavior.
I found myself in a situation last week with some members of the generation above me acting very much like members of a younger generation at a family dinner. Because these were people I don't see very often, I let the behavior fester for a while before my metaphorically simmering kettle `o' water boiled over and I emphatically let them know that enough is enough.
When did it switch from a case of me growing the balls to stand up to elders, to me confidently reprimanding them when I know they deserve it?
Having to remind my elders that they were not acting appropriately with kids in the room was just another notch of irrefutable proof that I'm simply not a kid any more.
It's strange. I still know that kid that was me quite well.
I hear my kids claiming all of the time that they can't wait to be a grown up, and as their parents my wife and I spend most of our time trying to do our best to shelter them from the shortcomings of adulthood and many of the gross realities of society. What's the rush?
If I'm lucky this is the middle of my life. Soon enough my kids will be having to keep me in line I suppose.