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Hamilton; Who Let The Cat Out Of The Bag?

Brandon Marsdin • November 20, 2010 • Comments (0)

The answer to the question… no one did and the cat suffocated and died. At least, that’s what happened after the East-semis last Sunday. B.C. hurt, but, I can take, seeing as Hamilton were going through up and downs throughout the season, shuffling through QBs, and managed to string some good games together to beat Winnipeg by a game to get into the playoffs and host the east-semis.

But, I mean this was the year we were supposed to give Montreal a run for their money, we were supposed to be Saskatchewan of the east, fat chance when you take like 20 penalties, not have the ref’s exactly on your side (brutal), drop a punt return within your own 10, have one touchdown (a rushing one by your second string QB), only have a total of 16 rush yards, of which 6 were provided by your starting running back, have a gimme field goal hit off the upright by one of the most accurate kickers in cfl history (even Paul McCallum is pissed at him) , who’s been struggling all year.

I can keep going and I think just might. When your starting QB gets knocked out of the game by a dirty hit by Ricky Foley, which should have been a roughing the passer call, but, who freakin’ cares because he wasn’t even playing good, dude has 314 yds passing but doesn’t even play a full game and can’t freakin throw the ball into the end zone. Dave Stala had 2 receptions for 22 yards, and Maurice Mann had 3 receptions for 25 yards.

It was a freakin punt fest, Wilbur punted it 8 freakin times, which means Hamilton had at least 8 second downs. Mr. Second Down, Sticky Stala, was thrown to like once in all of those eight second downs and had no receptions, after having probably the most second down receptions in the regular season and racking up over 1000 yds receiving on the season. He had no second down receptions and only two the entire game.

Honestly, they should have left Porter in he’s the only guy that can score, I mean, sheez, I’d love to keep going on about how Glenn threw for like 33 td’s in the season and none in the game, and how they averaged this many touchdowns a game and 1 in the game. But, I’m done with that it was a major choke job they let down 20 plus thousand fans, they let an entire city down and many ti-cat fans around the world.

It was a futile effort and a disgrace, but, yet they were still a made chip shot field goal and they would have had a chance to win, they were an Arland Bruce reception away from tying it with a possibly made field goal and send it to overtime. If Deangelis didn’t miss that chip shot filed goal they probably wouldn’t have tried throwing that ball to Bruce with two ticks left on the clock and might have tried the long field goal.

People say the Argos are a one-dimensional team and they feed off special teams play and big runs by Cory Boyd. But, in that game, Hamilton was one dimensional. As a matter of fact, Toronto was one dimensional too like always and Owens was swarmed every time on special teams. Hamilton lost that game, Toronto didn’t win anything, there was no upset, just a suicide because hamilton killed their chances of winning the game.

I speak for a lot of people when I say that game took me to whole new level of disappointment to where I can’t even watch the east final and the Argonauts get crushed. For that, I say cheers Hamilton, for ripping my heart out threw my ass and stabbing it more times than fifty cent’s been shot, you fucking dip shits.

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