Cheering For The East In The West
I’m going to the annual Grey Cup party which is held at different people’s houses every year, where I’ll have a couple of beer and lose my usual 30 bucks because for some reason, God doesn’t think I should have money.
Anyway, because this is the west coast, everyone at the annual party always hopes for the west. And I go along with this mostly because they’re all pretty proud of their west coast and I admire that and respect it. And I love it here too, even though my own roots are eastern roots.
But I can’t bring myself to cheer against the Als. Even though Saskatchewan fans make me smile, like the guy who blows fire out of the top of his head.