If you really want to feel like a fat bastard, take a stroll around the University of Calgary swimming pool during Dinosaurs swim team training. Not only will you notice a humbling lack of hairy paunches, but if you happen upon them this week, you’ll find a group of water-bound athletes preparing for the Canada… Continue reading YOU FAT!
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Hallowe’en is hallocrappy…
We may have been doomed from the outset. It was, after all, Sat., Oct.31 -Hallowe’en. On the way to the tailgate party the barbecue fell over and obliterated the burners. BOOOO. A quick trip to the store and 50 bucks later, new burners were being rigged into the old bar-b. Only they didn’t fit. BOOOO-HISS!… Continue reading Hallowe’en is hallocrappy…
Audet goes buckwylin’
He restlessly taps his fingers on the steering wheel as the car in front creeps ahead only inches and fiashes its brake lights. Stop, creep, stop, creep. The traffic jam, annoying to some, but excruciating torture to those like him who thrive on constant motion; destination, ahead. For Dinosaurs Football wide receiver Hughes Audet, avoiding… Continue reading Audet goes buckwylin’
Ground turns cold, Kelly and Dinos burn bold
It starts two to three hours after death, the stiffening of the skeletal muscles after the body is robbed of warmth and circulation. Rigor mortis.Probably not a huge concern for the living, but its cousin; a late Fall chill, is certainly a concern around here. Especially if you’re a receiver: limber fingers on sweaty palms… Continue reading Ground turns cold, Kelly and Dinos burn bold
Big on stache, short on crash
"I wish I had a pencil thin moustache."– Jimmy BuffettCary Grant had one. Big deal, he probably liked his nose so much he had to underline it. Besides, that was the style then, along with smoking and those weight loss machines that just jiggle your fat around.Until recently, this song had about the same intrigue… Continue reading Big on stache, short on crash
Thunderbirds too much to handle… again
Imagine you’ve just challenged your friends to a race to 7-11. You bend down to tie one of your shoelaces and complete the task just in time to hear them yell "reddysetgo." They take off, leaving you the miserable task of an attempted comeback.Despite the injustice felt, you know full well you’ve used the same… Continue reading Thunderbirds too much to handle… again
Vanier shmanier–just gimme the Jug O’ Justice
It was hot. Those without hats or bottled water had only themselves to blame as they jostled for shade under the trees. Everyone on the hill next to the Stampeder’s practice field last Saturday rapidly grew numb to the blazing heat (not to mention the slow creeping wedgie one gets from sitting on an incline),… Continue reading Vanier shmanier–just gimme the Jug O’ Justice
Marching the troops up Vanier Ridge
He sits in the serenity of an unassuming office examining a book meant only for a chosen few. The soft lilt of classical music evokes a sense of calm before the storm. Not unlike a general preparing for war, his confident demeanour cannot hide the fear of the unknown.In one week, his troops will don… Continue reading Marching the troops up Vanier Ridge