I’ve got a bone to pick with our Prime Minister.  It’s got nothing to do with his mind numbing personality or that he now thinks he’s king.  I’m mad at the Prime Minister because he has never had the Stanley Cup or the Grey Cup on Parliament Hill.

     Back on Monday, President Obama welcomed the Miami Heat to the White House.  The NBA championship trophy was passed through the metal detectors into the East Room, where Barrack mugged for the cameras with a bunch of freakishly tall basketball players, and made some nice stuff up about Miami.  It’s part of the sporting history in the States that when one of their cities wins something big, you get to go to Pennsylvania Ave.  How come we don’t do anything like that up here?

     Would it have killed the PM to welcome the Argos to Sussex Drive for a barbeque and keg party after they won the Grey Cup?  Instead, all teams get is their dunk MP standing up in the House of Commons reading from prepared text congratulating the achievement.  I hope if  another party ever gets elected, they institute a new policy that the next time a Canadian team wins the Stanley Cup, they invite…ah…wait a sec.  What the hell am I thinking?  Never mind.