Promise them anything to distract them
Time to mark another change of season. Locally the temperature has dropped by a dozen degrees, the wind has picked up and the humidity has dropped. And the Rouge et Or have won their game.
It must be a little disheartening for the other teams in their league, what with not really being “in their league”. Today, the score was held to just over a forty point difference, but that might have been due to the decision to let the clock run down, rather than playing through. Now, I’m not forecasting a sweep of the trophies, but the term “dynasty” comes to mind.
The long weekend is officially a “stay at home” one. Probably safer that way, statistically. You know, avoiding the crazies that have to get their ya-ya’s out on the highway. I might get some trim laid in on the reno project that never ends, or I might not. Too early to call. My real hope is that I can involve some high quality child labour, in a training moment.
The city is still feeding on a “return of pro hockey” meal that got another course served up. Seems that the premier has asked the mayor to meet and discuss funding for a new arena. Sounds like a distractionary technique to me. After better than a week of hearings dealing with influence peddling, the provincial government has developed a dose of blushing disease. What better way to get the voters back on side, than to promise bread and circuses. Tax monies are so easy to spend on the banal.
