Even though they are MATHEMATICALLY alive, everybody knows the Bluejays are done like dinner. As another disappointing season wraps up, what is there to look forward to? Well, there's always next year, so let's get to it. No time like the present.
I was thinking of stopping by Toronto City Hall yesterday to see, with my own eyes, the meeting between mayor Rob Ford and former heavyweight boxing champ Mike Tyson. I decided against it because of a threat I had received many years ago. Maybe Tyson would see me and be reminded of our last encounter. I'll certainly never forget it.
Back in the day, people were surprised when they found out they were caught on camera doing silly things. Nowadays, it's safe to assume that you are ALWAYS on camera. Somewhere, somebody has footage of you doing something silly. Or something illegal. Or something so disgusting that your bosses, who had defended you to the hilt, can't wait to fire your ass.
Have you noticed how incredibly long it takes to play a sporting event these days? Two nights in a row I've wanted to watch the U.S. Open, but couldn't stay up late enough. Last week I fell asleep during a baseball game that took nearly four hours to play and had 11 pitching changes. And the NFL starts tonight, which means flags will be flying, challenges will be made and the last two minutes of the game will take a half hour to play. It's agony!