And now for the next one

A quick tour this morning, 'cause we're unavoidably late due to the dreaded technical problems:

The Blue Jays have opened their shopping season. First B.J. Ryan signs. What next? Bob Elliott at the Sun throws this out: five years and $55 million for Brian Giles. Dave Perkins notes "the Jays are serious again."
All right then. The hotstove just got a little warmer.
Good day for relievers all around -- Billy Wagner is a very rich Met.

Raptors lose, and Sam Mitchell's blaming his players. Again:

"The ball falls on the floor and we don't get an offensive rebound — again."

Oh, and Jalen Rose is out of the starting lineup (yup, again).

Colts win. Again. (I know this is hardly a long limb, but I don't think now these guys are going to lose. As stated here on more than one occasion, they have the goods on both sides of the ball).

Lions fire Mooch (how Matt Millen continues to defy the axe is one of the world's greater mysteries). NFL eyes London (and not Toronto) for a regular season game next October.

And from across the pond, where the mourning for George Best hasn't let up -- Old Trafford prepares to mark his passing, and in Belfast, 100,000 are expected for the largest funeral Northern Ireland has ever seen.
But this is no longer about Best, says Peter Preston in The Guardian: "To see the Diana moment turned into the Georgie moment is to see the media hearse rolling heedlessly downhill."

Comments

[J.E. Skeets]

Jason Terry has always torched the Raptors, but last night's buzzer beater was just down right cruel.