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Only 104 Days till the season starts!!!

mellow

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I really hate this part of the offseason. All the trades are done. All the FA signings are done. All the summer leagues are done.

If we are lucky the Jazz will announce some random guy signed for the veteran minimum sometime in August.

I guess there is an outside posibility of the Jazz make another trade. But Signed FA can't be traded until December 15. And players traded can't be traded again for 30 days. FYI--Rookies who sign can be traded 30 days after signing. (see: https://www.cbafaq.com/salarycap.htm#Q98)

Maybe Walt Perrin was talking about the Jazz acquiring Olynk from Boston when he said KOC and DOL were working on a solution for the Jazz's need of floor spacing and out side shooters. (listen to Walt Perrin Interview on 1280 the ZOne July 12). I can only hope.

Anyway, I'm just rambling now, but I promise I won't do 104 new threads counting down to opening night, or 70 something posts to countdown to training camp. But IYC-- in 8 starts last season Favors combined for almost 104 rebounds and blocks (79 rbs 24 blocks) Which is close to averaging 10 boards and 3 blocks as a starter--and that ain't bad.
 
You don't like the trades?? All the draft picks we got? TWO unprotected first rounders? You don't like that? You don't like bringing in guys that will help the tank? You don't like that by this time next season we can possibly have another future all-star?
What's not to like (/love) about this off-season? Dennis has totally set up the franchise to win, even if they don't technically win.
 
Tony said:
You don't like the trades?? All the draft picks we got? TWO unprotected first rounders? You don't like that? You don't like bringing in guys that will help the tank? You don't like that by this time next season we can possibly have another future all-star?
What's not to like (/love) about this off-season? Dennis has totally set up the franchise to win, even if they don't technically win.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aS1p5vrlKj4
 
Alright, well from the sounds of it Roach... your life ain't the only thing your F'n.

They should've given you the name "The Thriller".
 
106????

Don't do that to me.

This place says 103, I believe them. https://daycalc.appspot.com/10/29/2013

Still too long. I'm going to have to learn my kids names again and dust off the fishing pole just to stay sane.

I heard they were going to poison Milcreek, anybody know if there are still spots to fish?

This year I could do 103 trout to the Jazz season or something.

This is why I'm advocating a Jazz Rocky Mtn Review Fall league. NBA is crazy to not take advantage of the late summer before football starts.
 
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The Fresh Prince said:
Alright, well from the sounds of it Roach... your life ain't the only thing your F'n.

They should've given you the name "The Thriller".
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I don't like your implication, dude. My grandma was old, and pretty much confined to a wheelchair before she died. She had one of those panel vans to carry her children and their friends around in. She always loved being in the middle of young peoples lives. "Shape them properly" as she would say. As she got older, she retrofitted it with a lift gate to get her and her wheelchair in together. She had it for many a years, and drive it all over Tooele. People knew it was her, a well known citizen of Tooele for 70+ years. Always contributing, helping when and where she could. Voted 4 time Citizen of the Year at the Senior Citizens Center.

But she was a stubborn old lady, and when she set her mind to doing something she wouldn't let a little old thing like being tired stop her. One day she decided she was going to make candy. And so she did. Long hours from dusk til dawn, and then after that. Worked on into the next morning. There was just so much candy.

I came over that evening, and to my delight fresh, home made, hand pulled salt water taffy in assorted flavors and colors, individually wrapped in wax paper. It was the most glorious thing I had ever tasted. I didn't notice grandma about, so I looked around. I found her still in her bed asleep, but I couldn't wake her. She had worked herself to death. I feel like she knew what she was doing.. that she was going to die, and she wanted to leave something for the world, or at least the city to share; to remember her by.

And so I took that charge. The next morning I packed up all of that candy into her van and drove around in the hot summer afternoon sharing this magnificent final treat to the children. I could tell it was something she wanted, as even though I was letting go of the greater part of 30 lbs of the best taffy I'd ever eaten, I was given a sense of peace. Even joy from the looks on their faces.

That, is why I had candy in that van. And I'll hope you not take that lightly.

The Fresh Prince said:
Roach will understand.

If he don't, I guess I'll have to get Tony Montanya on that ***...

"I BOURIED DA COCKAROACH!"
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Pack a lunch. Take a number. It's gonna be a while.
 
ElRoach0 said:
I don't like your implication, dude. My grandma was old, and pretty much confined to a wheelchair before she died. She had one of those panel vans to carry her children and their friends around in. She always loved being in the middle of young peoples lives. "Shape them properly" as she would say. As she got older, she retrofitted it with a lift gate to get her and her wheelchair in together. She had it for many a years, and drive it all over Tooele. People knew it was her, a well known citizen of Tooele for 70+ years. Always contributing, helping when and where she could. Voted 4 time Citizen of the Year at the Senior Citizens Center.

But she was a stubborn old lady, and when she set her mind to doing something she wouldn't let a little old thing like being tired stop her. One day she decided she was going to make candy. And so she did. Long hours from dusk til dawn, and then after that. Worked on into the next morning. There was just so much candy.

I came over that evening, and to my delight fresh, home made, hand pulled salt water taffy in assorted flavors and colors, individually wrapped in wax paper. It was the most glorious thing I had ever tasted. I didn't notice grandma about, so I looked around. I found her still in her bed asleep, but I couldn't wake her. She had worked herself to death. I feel like she knew what she was doing.. that she was going to die, and she wanted to leave something for the world, or at least the city to share; to remember her by.

And so I took that charge. The next morning I packed up all of that candy into her van and drove around in the hot summer afternoon sharing this magnificent final treat to the children. I could tell it was something she wanted, as even though I was letting go of the greater part of 30 lbs of the best taffy I'd ever eaten, I was given a sense of peace. Even joy from the looks on their faces.

That, is why I had candy in that van. And I'll hope you not take that lightly.



Pack a lunch. Take a number. It's gonna be a while.
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Handkerchief anyone?
 
ElRoach0 said:
I don't like your implication, dude. My grandma was old, and pretty much confined to a wheelchair before she died. She had one of those panel vans to carry her children and their friends around in. She always loved being in the middle of young peoples lives. "Shape them properly" as she would say. As she got older, she retrofitted it with a lift gate to get her and her wheelchair in together. She had it for many a years, and drive it all over Tooele. People knew it was her, a well known citizen of Tooele for 70+ years. Always contributing, helping when and where she could. Voted 4 time Citizen of the Year at the Senior Citizens Center.

But she was a stubborn old lady, and when she set her mind to doing something she wouldn't let a little old thing like being tired stop her. One day she decided she was going to make candy. And so she did. Long hours from dusk til dawn, and then after that. Worked on into the next morning. There was just so much candy.

I came over that evening, and to my delight fresh, home made, hand pulled salt water taffy in assorted flavors and colors, individually wrapped in wax paper. It was the most glorious thing I had ever tasted. I didn't notice grandma about, so I looked around. I found her still in her bed asleep, but I couldn't wake her. She had worked herself to death. I feel like she knew what she was doing.. that she was going to die, and she wanted to leave something for the world, or at least the city to share; to remember her by.

And so I took that charge. The next morning I packed up all of that candy into her van and drove around in the hot summer afternoon sharing this magnificent final treat to the children. I could tell it was something she wanted, as even though I was letting go of the greater part of 30 lbs of the best taffy I'd ever eaten, I was given a sense of peace. Even joy from the looks on their faces.

That, is why I had candy in that van. And I'll hope you not take that lightly.



Pack a lunch. Take a number. It's gonna be a while.
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I blame PKM.

My bad though, for reals Roach.
 
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