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That incomplete pass call on the fumble was nonsense. He clearly caught it...tried to transfer it and dropped it. There has been come bizarre reffing this week. Especially some brazen non-calls How did we give up 14 to the Elks last week ??

I once saw Angela Lansbury scissor...errm...actually...nevermind.

Speak softly and carry a big stick

Said this back in 2019.

Oh my...hope truly does spring eternal Did Redblacks' win pave a path for the Edmonton Elks over Winnipeg? https://edmontonsun.com/sports/football/cfl/edmonton-elks/did-redblacks-win-pave-a-path-for-the-edmonton-elks-over-winnipeg

That's still only 4 people

Made me think of Floyd Wetherton

If it wasn't I'd sure like to know why.

New Power Rankings are out. Bombers have dropped to 3rd behind TO in 1st and BC in 2nd. https://www.cfl.ca/2023/07/04/power-rankings-embrace-the-turmoil/

Foxcroft literally said they reviewed every block for a violation...lol. What a scam. Call a penalty on a player not on the field then review every play to see if there's someone you can pin it on.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfvTwv5o1Qs

I've come into possession of the response email Fajardo received from his agent.

Edit.... Sorry. Just realized that not only is this the wrong thread but it's also already been posted. Mea culpa Yeah, Baby!

You're very kind. Thank you. That's lovely. Thank you. All the best to both of you for prompt surgeries and recoveries.

My Mom was one of those people. After decades on her feet working in personal care homes she had both knees replaced. Ironically, after having them for some 25+ years, she developed an infection in one of them that turned into sepsis and she passed away in April. Miss you, Ma.

Did you know... Frank Gunston, MD of Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada passed away on February 16, 2016 at his home in Brandon, Mb. He is credited with inventing the first artificial knee in 1963. Dr. Gunston worked as an associate of Sir John Charnley, MD through a traveling hip arthroplasty fellowship at Wrightington in Lancashire, England. He became interested in arthritis of the knee after observing hip patients also having pain in their knees. According to the Winnipeg Free Press, Dr. Gunston developed a knee replacement by combining “plastic and metallic elements in a set of tracks, attached to the top of the tibia with matching set of metal inserts fastened to the femur, allowing the joint to work together by moving along a runner.” He was not interested in patenting his work, but instead made it available to everyone. Full story. https://www.aahks.org/knee-replacement-pioneer-dies-at-82/

Not to mention that the angle of the sun is far, far less obtuse in May than Nov...so any sun is going to feel much warmer.

We are all created as perfect, all-knowing souls. We are created with total wisdom and knowledge...the problem is knowledge without experience is hollow/useless. I can tell you what snow is...but until you experience it...see it, touch it, feel the sensation of it crunching under your boots, making it into a snowball...you don't really know what it is. You can read books about love but until you experience it you really have no idea. That's what life is...it is to experience existence. This isn't a waiting room...it is the destination. We choose to be here. Every new experience helps us come to a greater understanding of who we actually are. We live in a universe of relativity. I'm only tall because someone else is short. In the absence of experience how could we make any determinations about who we are? Think of it like this...imagine you just came into existence...alone...floating in a completely empty, formless space. In that context who are you? Now imagine a small black dot appears in the ether. With that small dot you can now begin to make some determinations about who you are. It's there, I'm here. It's small, I'm large. It's round, I'm elongated. It's static, I'm mobile. In my case...it's dark, I'm light. You can make all those determinations based on nothing more than a small, black dot. Life on Earth is an opportunity to experience billions of different things/emotions...and with each experience (good/bad or indifferent) you come ever closer to determining/remembering who you really are. Life is all about the experience. Enjoy/appreciate it.

I found this while dealing with a different kind of loss...but...if it helps someone now or later.. As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive. In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life. Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O’Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out. Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don’t really want them to. But you learn that you’ll survive them. And other waves will come. And you’ll survive them too. If you’re lucky, you’ll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks. -anon-

Not suggesting the team shouldn't aim for first...just wondering if, perhaps, keeping up first string intensity right through to the eventual end of the season might be more beneficial. The narrative is that with a break the guys will come out rested and healthy when in fact they seem to come out flat and lacking any real rhythm/intensity.

Thinking out loud... Does anyone else wonder if locking up playoff spots so early actually hurts us come playoff time? Granted there are guys need to rest and heal but surely it has to mess with the rhythm of the team when we sit starters just to keep them safe/fresh. Collaros mentioned lacking rhythm in his post game and I can't deny that the team seemed to be lacking rhythm in the playoffs this year and last.

And that is how the dynasty dies...not with a bang but with a whimper And that's what hurts the most

The fat lady just sat back down

Wow...wtf happened to this team?

Ugh