Monday night, with Toronto in town, the Jazz play their third game in four nights.
     
And they will like it.
     
After Monday, however, the Jazz have three full days off before going again.
     
And they will be kicking and screaming while sitting idle, pouting like a wide-eyed child given a living room full of new toys, only to be told he must wait half-a-week before playing with any of them.
     
No XBox. No Bop It. And don't even think about touching that Game Boy, boy.