It’s Grey Cup day, time once again to settle in and watch what is inarguably (unless you are some sort of fenderhead or feeblemind – for example, I have heard Leafs fans and other mental defectives dispute this) the single championship event in all of professional sports. In fact, on a year to year basis the only thing that can make the Grey Cup better is to have the Roughriders as one of the teams.

Well, whaddya know.

So, in honour of the Cup (which is getting awfully close to its 100th go-around) and in honour of the organization that is truly “Canada’s Team” take a moment to listen to the coolest football fight song ever and get ready for one of the greatest traditions this country has to offer.

Green is the colour, baby.

All I can say is “about fucking time”.

My city just got screwed.

Being dragged along by our idiot mayor into Toronto’s Pan-Am Games bid is the worst thing that could have happened to taxpayers in this city, hands-down. This one is going to hurt the pocket for a long, LONG time.

Do we need a 15,000 seat stadium? No, of course not. Going to be a total white elephant. Do we need a velodrome? Well, yes, actually. Real cities have cycling infrastructure that includes velodromes … although the city of Hamilton’s long-standing and ongoing war against cyclists makes this particular ‘dome a choice bit of irony. But whether we need it or not, if you want it just need it. All doing it as part of a games does is make the price at least three times what it would cost if you just up and built the damn things. And as an added bonus you get some third-rate construction as the building bids get funneled into friends and cronies of the people on the take.

This is a disaster. Keep the games in Toronto, hooray. Good for amateur sport, good for the health of our youth, But keep my city – and my wallet – out of the mess that goes along with any sort of international games boondoggle. Unless, of course, I can somehow get into the pork barrel myself.

A dark, dark day. Fuck.