More on the Expos

I’m merely resigned to the fact that the Expos were inevitably leaving. Paul is downright bitter, and is gleefully proclaiming the news:

Maybe I’m just peculiar, but between having the worst baseball team on the planet, and having no baseball team at all, I’d much rather go for the latter, especially considering that keeping the bums here would be impossible without some sort of governmental subsidy, and I’d much rather have my tax dollars spent on something useful, like repairing the damned potholes, or clearing the mountains of snow away in winter.

So long, farewell, don’t let the door hit your arses on the way out, and good riddance.

If we’re really lucky, this might mean that we can finally blow that miserable Olympic Stadium up (we’d probably even make a profit if we built some nice condos in its place, even in spite of the crappy neighbourhood in which that decrepit monument to governmental extravagance is located).

Wow, got some anger there, huh Paul?

On the other hand, the one thing virtually everyone can agree on is that Youppi will be missed.