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[4/19/2001]
I know I'm a little late, but can you say "Sweep?!" I knew you could.

I used to be a big Leaf's fan. I really was; even in the mid Eighties, when they stunk to high heaven, I was a Leaf fan. I loved to watch them lose, and I'd love even more when they occasionally won.

For the past several years, I have not been following them at all. I guess after all the heartbreaks and broken promises of doing it this year, I'm drained. It's like a horrible date gone terribly wrong. You keep thinking that by the end of the night, you two will finally click and fall madly in love, but as each agonizing minute rolls on, you wish more and more to be hit by a Mack truck, so you can be sent to a hospital. At least s/he'll finally shut up and just go away.

It's not that bad I guess. Playoff hockey is different, there's an atmosphere of urgency. Any team that doesn't show it (like the poor Ottawa Senators, who loves to finish early to work on their golf game) exits stage left.

On the topic of professional sport, why are these pro athletes getting paid the king's ransom just to boot or bat a ball around? Take for example basketball. You got all these really tall (freakishly so?) men running around, putting a little leather ball into a hoop not much bigger than it, and some of these guys make more money than you and I could possibly count. Heck, even some of their figures is beyond the capabilities of older calculators. How's that for sick?

I mean, what would happen if James Naismith never invented basketball? Where would all these tall people be working now? Window washers? Librarians? Giraffe handlers at the zoo?

Isn't it sad that the good citizens of our fair town must save and scrimp so we can pay $2.10 CAD to stand in a crowded bus during rush hour while the poor sap who complains about being bumped by some other rich millionaire on the court in a game without calling a foul is making cash money, money. Oh woe is you. Spare me your crocodille tears mate.

I guess this isn't anything new. Everyone who's not a pro athlete know this is stupid. Unfortunately there's nothing we can do, because North Americans take the their entertainment too seriously. I truely believe that if the average Yankee/Canuck weren't all so obese, they would actually play the sport, instead of just sitting there. Most of these blokes' only exercise is lifting beer mugs, and giving the occasional high five. Careful there Chubs, you might get winded lifting another pretzel into that gaping maw of a mouth.

I think the whole professional sports teams should take a massive paycut. Yeah, I'm talking out of my butt, but come on, isn't it time to step back and take notice that some of these individuals are making enough money that by donating their anual paycheck, a third world country would become second? Think about that.

Maybe that's why I'm not rooting for the Leafs/Raptors as hard. I'm sick of the excess. I'm tired of the indulgence. I want the sports in sports entertainment, not pyrotechnics each time the Leafs/Raptors/Blue Jays score, buckets, or bats in a run.

Still I'm a sucker for good hockey.

....Go Leafs Go. I'm such a hypocrite sometimes.











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