The Toronto Raptors are on the road without their resident grown-up, the most adult of the — in theory — adults in the room. As they make their way through Indianapolis and now Chicago and then four blissful days in Orlando, missing is 38-year-old Garrett Temple. His absence files firmly under “life stuff,” but in the very best category as Temple and his wife Kara, are expecting their third child any day now. Which raised the question: what would happen to the conga line? The what? The conga line. You see, at some point this season — and no one is entirely sure when — the Raptors’ many rookie reserves began lining up behind Temple, with hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them while dancing in the final moments before the tip like they’re about to snake around the tables at a wedding with a DJ cheering them on.