Wednesday, July 20th, 2011...2:39 pm
A Long, Hot Summer…
This summer is driving me crazy, for reasons other than the oppressive, overarching heat;
THE BLOOR…the staple of my movie going life has been sold and is currently undergoing a massive renovation. Yes, that’s what people wanted, all the seats torn out and the character of the grand dame scrubbed clean. Sickening. The new owners are targeting the documentary crowd, a group, according to a writer to NOW, notorious for “brittle genitals”. Not sure what that means but I will sorely miss my battered little Bloor - sticky, torn and yet still the jewel of my rancid eye…
THE LEAFS…fans spent an entire season waiting for the off-season dispersement of the 20 million bucks available in cap space…and the new regime produces nothing but squalid bed wetters and public transit wankers. Sickening. I slipped into a depression and couldn’t even speak of the Buds as they spat wads of filthy lucre at refuse like Liles, Connelly and some lackeys from Nashville.
This, in a summer where Jeff Carter, Brad Richards and Mike Richards were available.
Burke goes AWOL and the squawking donkeys of the press fail, with the exception of Steve Simmons, to grasp what an utter disgrace that action was. Grandpa told me you gel old, you get fat, you lose the hunger. Brian Burke is looking greasy and Dave Nonis vacuous as the Toronto Maple Leafs prepare for yet another year where their chances of a post season berth were squandered by incompetent management before Labour Day…
PUG LIFE…so Vladimir Klitschko holds three title belts after dusting nine toed sloth David Hayes and what does the hideous WBA decide to do? They declare him a “Super” Champion, creating a new title, while vacating their “regular” heavyweight title.
Yes, the alphabet boys are now designating more than one champ per division. Sickening.
Not to be outdone, the WBC simply lifted their middleweight title from rightful champ Sergio Martinez and staged a scrap where the belt could be awarded to Mexico’s favourite son, Julio Caesar Chavez Jr.
Boxing is beyond gross. It is skin crawlingly corrupt with the belts having no significance and the entire edifice devoid of an ethical spine…
GRID IRON…please come back, all is forgiven, you all deserve your millions, and I deserve something to watch…
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