Or, as it may later be called the ‘Darian Durant Festival of Suckitude’.
I’m not a CFL fan. I find the games often degenerate in to sloppy mistakes and bad defense. I ended up watching most of the Grey Cup though, and was surprised by a bit of a change as the game degenerated in to sloppy mistakes and GOOD defense. Yay?
-Seriously, where did Saskatchewan’s offensive game plan come from? When your running back is averaging 8.3 yards per rush, you typically keep giving it to him. Of course these guys seem rather averse to that whole concept of rushing, since they also tried to turn their scrambling quarterback in to a pocket passer. Did the coaching staff take a few early nips of the champagne during game planning sessions? Or did they decide to let Montreal plan their offense for them out of a woefully misplaced feeling of comradery?
-That was an ugly, ugly game. Bad passes, blown blocking assignments, dropped passes, blown coverages, bonehead penalties. Note to the TSN crew : A game full of miscues and botched assignments that has a resulting low score does not equal a defensive football game. They are two different things. Good defense is not the same as bad offense. A good defense can cause a bad offense, but that wasn’t necessarily the case quite a few times in this one.
-Chris Cuthbert is awful. I already knew this, but was reminded as he droned on and on in that obnoxious voice of his. The worst is excited Chris, when that nasal whine takes on such a high octave that I’m sure he’ll start to haemorrhage massive amounts of blood from his nostrils as they become an explosion of gore. The periods where the pro-Rider crowd shouted so loud as to drown him out were pure bliss. Anytime I find myself yearning to hear more from Dave Randorf, the other option must be the equivalent of nails being pounded in to my ears.
-Is the CFL’s entertainment director stuck in some sort of time bubble where it’s always 1973? One might suspect it based on that half time show. BTO? Seriously? BTO?! Do not follow the NFL down the garden path of half time has beens! For every jaw droppingly awesome gem (Prince), you have to sit through a whole lot of Sting and a fucking mandolin. Could you at least mix in a little bit of something ‘the kids are listening to’, and produce one of those awkward hodge podge of confusion type spectacles, like the Super Bowl show from a few years back featuring the bizarre combination of Aerosmith, Nelly, ‘N Sync, Mary J Blige and Britney Spears? You know, it makes no sense to anyone interested in any genre represented there, but at least you get to look at pre-fucking insane Britney in delightfully clingy football accoutrements…
Want some real nightmare fuel? Imagine the horrible vision that would have resulted if Randy Bachman tried to squeeze his geriatric ass in to that get up. See what you nearly subjected us to, CFL? Are you proud of yourselves?
So…yeah. I came, I saw, I grumbled a lot. In the end, Montreal won, in part because the Riders quarterback seems to have the same sense for the game of football as the keyboard I am currently using. There is a reason a quarterback like that scrambles a lot…it helps him avoid mind numbingly stupid plays. Maybe remember that next year.
