The 2012 CFL season ended with the best teams' players and coaches that money can pay fines for, ending up winning it in their yard. Lightfoot showed but an echo of his once famous timber, Nevertheless the crowd still loved him and jeered baby star Beiber, who wore the most ridiculous-looking pants I've ever seen.
Ya gotta hand it to the Argo's uber-sized GM Jim Barker, who's name evokes images of the most unprincipled circus midway carneys. In the last three years he's pulled off a series of heists the Brinks robbers would have envied. First he stole Lions' defensive MOP end Ricky Foley out from under Wally Buono's nose in 2009. Then came Barker's master strokes this year, cozening Als' offensive coordinator Scott Milanovich and misappropriating Calgary's defensive coordinator — Chris Jones — and paying a paltry $5,000. That's about what the double blue pay for tape, ice and smelling salts, isn't it. And the one-sided trade that sent Eskimo all star QB Ricky Ray to Hogtown for...are you kidding me, perpetual loser Steven Jyles and a kicker? A deal that evoked rumors of insider trading and quid pro quos. If that wasn't bad enough, the League's decision to low ball the price for theft of important coaches sets a terrible precedent that will no doubt lead to other unprincipled managers' swiping talent, not much better than schoolyard bullies swiping weaker kids' lunches at recess.
So that's how they do it in the center of the universe. You know, fu$k the rules, business as usual, pay the fine like it was a speeding ticket, no problem with jobbing another team out of its' expertise. Because you know, we're more important, and the big dance is in our barn this year. We don't have the patience or skill or class to develop coordinators in house like the rest of the league, or bring along a quality defensive end over a year or two. We're too important for that. If you don't like it, then screw your little eight team league and we'll get us a shiny new NFL franchise.
Needless to say I'm not happy the Argos won, nor am I delighted the Stamps lost. The Chumpeders offensive and defensive lines looked like a junior team against the surging Boatmen for the first 30 minutes. Kudos to Chad Kackert for carrying the Argos on his back for much of the night, and much of this season. Dave "the genius" Dickenson, who dismantled the Lions a week earlier, was unable to get his MOP's ground game going and was forced to rely on Kevin Glenn's aerial attack to slow down the Argonauts. Neither worked in the first half. Although the Stamps outscored their opponents in the second half, they were unable to sustain momentum long enough to shut down Toronto.
So another CFL season has come and gone. We saw the Bombers go from swagger to stagger and Paul LaPolice became the sacrificial lamb for his players' poor performance on the field. Cornish mooned Saskatchewan fans at Mosaic and seemed to need a belt in a couple of other games. CB3 got an unscheduled area code change. Eric Tillman got gassed for pulling off the worst frapping trade since the Red Sox dealt Babe Ruth to the Yankees for that most heralded of ballers, George Herman. George who? No more Wally as field boss in the Rain Forest. Doug Brown made a name for himself on TSN after a a stellar career. Somehow Hamilton managed to end up being worse than Winnipeg, despite Hank Burris tossing 40 TD passes. Next year the Tabbies will have a new barn, hopefully without the wall and the dugout that have injured countless players. Edmonton's Kerry Joseph did a pretty job in a backup role and JC Sherritt set new heights for CFL tacklers. And what a year for Adam Bighill, who made Solomon Elimimian look expendable. Can't say the same for Cauchy Muamba, who was the goat on Calgary's first playoff TD.
See you all next year!
Dooger in Surrey :cowboy: