A prominent voice but certainly not the only one
I found it a trifle amusing, the overwhelming reaction to former Toronto Mayor David Miller eviscerating TFC for its latest foibles and continued futility.
Now, I don’t know the specifics of the game as well as many others, including my learned colleague Not Grace but isn’t what Miller did pretty much the exact same thing that a lot of fans have been doing for far longer?
The team’s been abysmal forever – it makes the other MLSE sports properties look like consistent winners in comparison – and it doesn’t seem to me that there’s a whole lot of optimism at the moment as the lurch along searching for new leadership, some new players and some consistency.
But I guess if you’re a former mayor your words hold more importance than, say, the thousands of others who’ve thrown up their hands and walked away from the franchise over the last few years.
Will it make a difference?
It’s not like the Tallest Foreheads at MLSE are sitting around saying, “let’s make a conscious effort to be good now because David Miller is upset.”
That’s not how it works. Sure, it’s a sexy headline and gives people stuff to write and talk about for a day or two and Lord knows it’s slow enough around our corner of the world now that we’ll take whatever we can get but this is not new.
Every time I even mention the TFCs here – and we know that’s not very often nor with a lot of gravitas – I get notes about how ticked people are, how they’ve given up and gone off to watch other clubs in other leagues because they’ve grown tired of annual make-overs, constant change in management and coaching, revolving doors of players of dubious talent and commitment.
If there has been a blueprint over the last several years on how to blow a chance at building a franchise, TFC has been it. Remember how juiced everyone was when the team got here? The excitement, the sellouts, the passion? Now? Now they are becoming an afterthought and the ennui is rampant and that’s about the worst fate that can befall a team.
Once people stop caring – good or bad – that’s when it gets serious and with my minimal contact with supporters, that’s what I’m getting. Sure, the former mayor has some juice because he’s the former mayor and had a role in the boondoggle that left the city with a one-sport stadium where a multi-purpose facility was the only thing that made sense. But he’s not the first, nor will he be the last, to be disgusted. And to think the big shots will somehow try harder to fix things because David Miller says they should is naïve to the Nth degree.
This just seems right today.
You’ve done quite well on the early mail call, my fine Irregulars.
But there’s always room for more, believe me on that. It’s email@example.com and I’m around all day and, except for a couple of hours on a WestJet contraption, tomorrow, too. Join in the fun. Thanks.
Okay, got a handful of Regina stool recommendations, not sure if we’ll do a walkabout or just settle but you folks are great. I’ll be the kind of gumpy looking one sitting somewhere typing, probably to folks back home.
But the one thing I really can’t wait for is the atmosphere around the game. As I’ve mentioned, I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing a game there – hell, I’ve never spent a night in the city so we’ll knock that one off the list, too – and it was the one thing I wanted to do in whatever my Argo Boy responsibilities were this summer.
Now, if someone can do something the weather and make sure it’s a nice late summer-early fall day for me, I’d appreciate it greatly.
After all, I hope to wander around and soak up some of the shenanigans before the game and I’d like to be bit warm and dry when I did it.
Outside of what have to be considered special times – global competitions, big playoff games, big events – I don’t think we in Canada do sports “hoopla” very well or very regularly.
Yes, when there are important games on we’ll gather en masse to party and celebrate and feel a sense of community around a team and that’s fun. It brings people together for a common purpose and it’s no small way what being a fan is all about.
But I have a feeling that it’s going to be different on Saturday; it is not a particularly huge or important game but the celebration and party will make it feel like it is. And that’s very cool.
Hey, remember the FIBA Americas thing?
Well, it’s over, Mexico beats Puerto Rico in the gold medal game – yes, that’s a huge upset in my opinion – and I guess that just goes to show you, you never really know.
I think going in, Mexico was an afterthought to so many, just another of the teams in the tournament, probably down there with the Guays (Para, Uru) and Jamaica as fodder for the historically better teams.
But that’s not how it works. As a wise man once said, that’s why they play the games, and taking anyone lightly, or figuring anything is a certainly, is a perilous attitude to have.
So perhaps two years hence, when it comes time to figure out who might grab the one or two Olympic berths from this region, no one out there will overlook anyone; and I’ll never have to hear: “They couldn’t even beat so-and-so.”
Being of a certain vintage, I still find it odd that it’s a Thursday night and there’s a mundane run-of-the-mill NFL regular season game on.
Remember when you were excited if they played a couple of Saturday games late in the regular season because it was out of the norm? The U.S. Thanksgiving was the only Thursday on the schedule and it was special.
Now you’ve got Thursday night, all day Sunday, Sunday night and Monday night and obviously it works because ratings are fine and the game is still all the rage but there’s nothing “special” anymore.
Miss those days. -