Fan Duel Toronto Raptors

19-17

Last night’s game had me wondering, for the first time in my life, if a franchise can be revoked from an owner. For the good of the National Basketball Association, it should at least be considered. I mean, they can’t even hire a competent athletic trainer, for fuck’s sake. Did you see Jamal Crawford’s padding…

18-17

Barely. 6 first quarter turnovers. 28 first half points in the paint…AGAINST. Sixers grabbed 17 offensive rebounds. Bosh, on the other hand, grabbed ONE total rebound. Every player on the Sixers roster outrebounded Bosh except Gordan Giricek. Bottom line: we eeked out a win against what would be a lottery team in any other division.…

17-18

No pictures, no links, just fury. Furious fury. If the Raptors record above looks incorrect, that’s because the NBA has actually decided to score the game as 2 losses for this afternoon’s inconceivable disgrace. Usually, we’re all jokes and bubblegum here at the Dinosty, but I’m irate and I can’t help it. My girlfriend’s laughing…

17-16

Outclassed. Outhustled. Outplayed. The biggest game of the year, and we fold like a Thai ladyboy. Sure, the Big Pepperoni broke out of his coma, but that’s about the only positive to take from this game, unless you consider watching obnoxious Americans ‘woot woot’ while holding their misspelled signs up for ESPN a positive…which I…

17-15, 2008, Fuck you TSN

2008 means the Raptors can finally return to the snow-covered tundra that is Toronto after a grueling seventeen day road trip. Overall, I’d have to classify it as a relative success, though there were some nasty moments that could have tipped the scales in the other direction. To recap: W against LAC (One big goofy…

16-15

I don’t know why you’re smilin’… Wearing a bandaid over his eye last night, Yao Ming more than resembled virtual boxing great/eyebrow-dancing enthusiast Piston Honda after three tough rounds in the ring. Yao Honda (Mitsubishi Samsung berka berka jihad) delivered a KO late in the fourth round to defeat the Toronto Li’l Macs. We floated…

16-14

2535 The number of days since we last won in San Antonio (as of Dec. 28th, 2007). Current number of days since we last won in San Antonio: 0 Poker players are taught not to compound mistakes. Apparently Tony Parker is NOT a poker player. Peppy Le Peu and Duncan combined for 12 turnovers (Raps…

15-14

It’s gut check time, homeys. We could/should be 3-1 on this road trip, but as it stands those numbers are flipped. Now we’re off until the 28th and it’s time to reflect. At this point in the season, the only thing consistent has been our inconsistency. And yes Chuck, “Phoenix is tough to stop.” But that doesn’t…

15-12 (now that I can keep down solid food)

It’s all my fault. Let me be the first to apologize. During the halftime break, two fans who weren’t watching the game emailed me to ask how the Raptors looked through 2 quarters. After watching the first half of this game, I offered the following response:  “I can’t see us losing to this team tonight.”…

14-11

Today showed us why we’re not winning the Atlantic Division title for the next three years unless Massachusetts crumbles off the New England coastline and floats down somewhere near Florida. As the Arsenalist pointed out, the Celtics are a better team than us (though he’s way premature with the “Bargnani’s a bust” bullhorn.) And though…

14-10

Games like this used to be the reason people disliked the Eastern conference: a slow, annoying, unspectacular matchup “featuring” two average squads without marquee players on a snowy winter night. If you’re a Pacer fan, this game might still fall into that category for you. If you’re a Raptors fan, there was lots to get…

12-10, 11 down

I had a whole post written about this game; my usual rushed resin-soaked ramblings. Nothing to laugh about tonight. No, not even Chuck slowly degrading Leo with references to his laughable basketball career. Not even seeing Tyronn Lue on the sidelines without his wormwig. We could have just seen TJ’s last game for a while.…