Lions at the Gate

I woke up at 4:00 this morning.  Prior to that, I woke up a couple other times with those ahhh-did-I-sleep-in-and-miss-my-flight jumpy twitches.

But I didn’t. So I just got up and ready.

In the Regina airport, I crossed paths with pretty much the whole BC Lions team. Would you believe me if I told you that 42 professional football players can be spotted in an average Canadian prairie airport without the use of any special surveillance equipment?

Then I bumped into Coach Buono himself.

I had my Rider jacket on. He had his Lion look on. Our eyes met; no words necessary. I wanted to say, “Hey Wally, how’d Mosaic Stadium treat you last night?” But I decided just to silently nod.

You know I love you, Wally. And I hope your cholesterol is still down—the CFL would never be the same without you.

But I do hope the east side made you feel welcome last night.

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