Happy opening day to all those who watch that sport.  I will use it as an excuse to post this sweet jam.

In lieu of watching the Super Bowl, Gary came up with a 4 film mini marathon of football related films. I joined in from my the comfort of my own home, and made some pulled pork which turned out pretty awesome. The films were The Wanderers, Black Sunday, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, and The Last Boy Scout. It would seem the theme of these "football" movies is that each of them had about a 5 minute scene that actually had to do with the sport.

Laura camouflage

We hit Marble Slab.  I never had it before.  Worst poops ever right after.

New World Cup cans!

Hesher

Nothing better than throwing in one of my favourite soccer movies when the World Cup is just a week away.

We had to go stop in at Casa de Bones to check on Morty.

Made some firepit meals.  Go HERE for the details.

 Bones kept bugging me to join his baseball team this summer which I continue to turn down, mostly due to a nice combination of a lack of interest in sports, and my inability to commit.  As a trade off I told him I would help them with their logo.  I wasn't inspired for a long time, until I got a spam like email from Homage, the website where I got my newest Guided by Voices shirt.  On this email ad, they had what is pretty much this exact same logo.  I liked it so I basically recreated it.  Lazy? Yes.  Is if finally finished? Yes, and isn't that really all that matters?

The clean logo

The "worn out t-shirt" logo

As most people know, when the Leafs are in the playoffs, all of a sudden everyone is a fan of hockey.  People I never knew watched hockey are all of a sudden obsessed, as if the Maple Leafs represent all of Canada.  Everywhere I turn all I hear is GO LEAFS GO!!  Those who know me know I don't follow sports, however when the Boston/Toronto series came down to game 7, I admit I was interested, if  for no other reason than to see that Toronto gets kicked out, so I wont have to hear about hockey for another couple of months.  For those who don't know, when the Leafs are out of the playoffs, hockey as a whole no longer exists in Canada.

Bones invited me out to the Whale with his folks to watch this game.  I have as much desire to go to a pub on a Hockey night as I do New Years or St. Patty's.  But I went, why not.  Thankfully it wasn't that packed, and while people were all over the Leafs game, some actually wanted the Rangers game put on. 

It was around the 3rd period, with a 4-1 lead by the Leafs that I bring up my damn curse.  That curse where whenever I have to watch a sports game, something annoying happens.  The game, more often than not, goes into overtime, thereby extending the amount of sports I have to sit through.  We joked about it, but Bones said there is no way its going to happen this time.  The lead was too big.  I kept saying "It'll happen man...you should place a bet"

Even I knew it probably wasnt going to happen, so I paid up my bill and went home with like half of the third period left.  I get a text from Bones, who was still at the Whale. "Ummmmm.....overtime."

I started cracking up.  I kept checking my twitter after that to watch as the boisterous Leafs fans were all of a sudden "stunned" as Gary and Tony would say. 

In the end, Boston won.  Devin said his parents were genuanly upset that I showed up with my sports curse. 

For the first time I had a blast watching a game, well, like 20 minutes of a game.

Moral of the story?  If I am around and sports are on.  Place your bets on the upset in overtime.

NO LEAFS NO!

The Whale and Ale

TFC Home Opener from THE LAST JOHNY ON THE LEFT on Vimeo.

Bag packed and ready to rock.

Hotel

Michelle relaxing after a long and terrifying drive.

Das Guinness Boot.

Precaution.

Scaling a piece of the Berlin Wall.

Buildings

Red Patch Party

Rumour has it Seth Rogan was at this pub too.

GREAT jukebox.

Cheese plate.  Good grief.

Stop off in Kingston for lunch.  Toucan!

Got the boot.

Photo taken one minute before the insane pile up.

Cars and trucks slid everywhere.  Watched an 18 wheeler fish tail in my rear view.  Weather cleared up minutes later.  1km ahead there was a 20 car pile up with 4 transport trucks.  Cargo spilled everywhere. Cars crushed.  Jaybos pants pooped.

Everyone had to turn around an hour later and go back to an exit.

Hotel lobby.

Michelle after check in.

Great shirt.

Berlin wall in the hotel.

More kick ass buildings.

Breakie.

Croissant, omelet, bacon, cheese, lettuce, fuck.

Red Patch Pardy.

Headed to the Metro.

Mogwai bag or beerce.

Olympic Stadium.

Went to my seats, but no one else was there.  Michelle eventually came and we decided to go to the 200s, where the party was.