and I will go to Opening Day!
In 139 hours, barring utter catastrophe – weather related or otherwise – I’ll be sitting somewhere out in left field watching the only sport truly worth the effort.
Of course, that does not imply that I won’t still look at true football and rugby when the opportunity permits. It just means that I don’t have to think about no-necked wankers smashing each other to shreds, or gang-bangers somehow managing not to slaughter each other en masse in order to bounce a bitty ball about or silly Americans pretending to be Canadians while pretending to swirl daintily around a false lake.
Jaysus. It can’t come soon enough.