Hockey fans have been invited to apply for a credit card called the Leafs Rewards MasterCard.
Herewith five concerns:
5) Forget the fans, isn't it the Leafs players who could use a charge?
4) How about 30 days of no interest if the Leafs skid reaches 30 games of no interest?
3) Can the accumulated Leafs Points be put toward the NHL standings?
2) The card offers round-the-clock fraud protection ... c’mon, we’re talking the Leafs here, can they really afford that?
1) Apparently, cardholders can redeem points for "Leafs experiences" and merchandise. Playoff tickets? Priceless.
The Barenaked Ladies will perform the U.S. anthem on Dec. 3 at the Rogers Centre before the game between the Buffalo Bills and New York Jets.
The Ladies won’t be performing their hit “If I had $1,000,000 ... I wouldn’t be watching this potential dud, I’d be en route to the sunny desert to watch the Arizona Cardinals play the Minnesota Vikings.”
a) If country songbird Carrie Underwood marries her Ottawa Senators boyfriend, Mike Fisher, then she would become ... Princess Leia a.k.a. Carrie Fisher, reader Terry Enright writes. “Somehow I envision them getting married on a beach, in a galaxy far, far away; him in a Senators sweater and her, naturally, in a gold metal bikini. Talk about your hockey ‘fantasy’ team!”
b) Who better to win the Champions Tour qualifying tournament than Peter Senior?
It was 75 years ago today that the Detroit Lions lost their first game in history, 3-0 to the Green Bay Packers. Reminds you of that birthday greeting card that closes with the line: “Many more to come!”
Ricky Williams is a spiritual kind of guy.
His NFL career almost went up in smoke, but he has found new strength in meditation, yoga and something called pranic healing.
If he has an injury, he can be healed, telepathically, from thousands of miles away.
Any doubters can just look at the resurgent Williams’ stats — three touchdowns and 119 rushing yards last week for the Miami Dolphins.
Here is how this mystical treatment works.
Williams sends a test message to his pranic healer, Daniel O’Hara, in California, asking him to work, say, on a sore ankle.
O’Hara, according to the Miami Herald, will then “visualize Ricky’s ankle as if he’s standing in front of me. I visualize him glowing. I make a sweeping motion over my ankle to remove the dirty energy from his ankle that’s creating an abnormality and give his body fresh, revitalizing energy.’’
O’Hara admits it sounds strange, “like a voodoo doll.”
The ankle will feel better in a matter of minutes, partly because Ricky meditates and has positive energy.
“It could take 25 minutes with somebody else,” O’Hara says. “He’s special.’’
So, really, who needs drugs?