Last night Mike watched the Canadian equivalent of the Superbowl, the Grey Cup. The teams involved were the Saskatchewan Roughriders and the Winnipeg Blue Bombers. One's a province, the other's a city. Seems a bit unbalanced to me, but then I know nothing about Canadian football. I watched bits of it but since I've never understood the game, it just seemed boring - even more stop-start than rugby, and I've never been able to sit through a whole game of that either.
It definitely seemed to be a bit of a blokefest. There were only two types of women involved: cheerleaders with big busts and ridiculously skimpy outfits and two Mounties whose job was to carry the enormous Grey Cup down to wherever it was presented. I think the RCMP officers were roped in to balance out the cheerleaders. It didn't work.
The advertisements in between the stretches of football were the most telling part of the whole thing: they were either for Viagra or for really big trucks. Hmm.
wordless wednesday
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Yeah, but despite all that, there's still more culture there than in Sale!
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