Yesterday brought a visit from Bob Brown, Pete and Wayne from his company over on Leslie Street, picking up the box of NBA media guides and getting a look around. The trio say the books will come in handy in settling the daily NBA trivia battles at the Brown Books print shop -- and Brown, at a lofty 6-foot-6, knows a thing or two about the game, having battled the likes of the Coulthards down in the hoop-savvy Woodstock/Tillsonburg area back in the day. Threw a little something extra into the Proudfoot Corner kitty of The Star's Santa Claus Fund, too, his $140 winning bid magically transformed with a stroke of his pen to an even $200. That's good stuff, Bob -- thanks again. And if anyone else reading can, please consider a donation to the Corner to help brighten a child's Christmas morning.
On to the morning acreage -- smaller than usual, but I promise to be back later in the day with more:
|Bestie makes a dash.|
George Best is dead. A couple of outstanding reads from The Guardian's Football Unlimited page on the former "Belfast boy with the Beatle hairdo", as the shorthand once went: Gordon Burn recalls Best as a fellow living with "one foot in oblivion, and the other in immortality," and from last Sunday's Observer, Bill Elliot has a cracker:
London back then had Michael Caine and Twiggy and The Rolling Stones as it swung, Liverpool had The Beatles and the rest of the Mersey sound but Manchester, grey, old Manchester, had The Hollies and Bestie. Mancs, to a man, felt they had the better of the deal.
It's Grey Cup weekend -- I think I've found our Official Blogger of the 2005 Grey Cup Game, and more on that later today -- so if you have a Grey Cup party to go to, a Grey Cup chili recipe to share, or you have a special Grey Cup party memory about throwing up the chili at halftime then making a stirring last-minute comeback, say, send it along this morning and you will be granted instant fame with a mention in the blog.
Meantime, Damien Cox is out in Vancouver wondering about Edmonton QB Jason Maas, nudge-nudge-wink-wink. And over at the Globe, Dave Naylor has the annual reminder that, despite all the fancy camera angles and national attention, the CFL continues to be a leaky financial ship.
Damon Allen didn't make Sunday's game, but to no one's surprise he was named the league's outstanding player last night.
The last big race of the year goes tomorrow, as a field of 18 contests the Japan Cup.
Last and least is at the BBC, where they're naming the "Top 5 Sports Teams of All Time" -- These things are dodgy at the best of times, but this is possibly the silliest, vaguest, most Euro-centric poll I've ever seen.