It was team photo day this week and I – while in heels, trying to be impressive – slipped and fell on the ice in front of all the Steelheads. I love myself. Welcome back everyone (hi, Mom). Today I'm going to focus mainly on the Blue Jays because I love them and because I … Continue reading Mar. 9: The Blue Jays are back!
Dad: I think the family wants to get together for a soccer game, like an under-25 versus over-25 thing. Me: Well, I'm not playing. Dad: Well no, it's like a serious game. Me: ...Oh. Fine then. Before we start, something got screwed up and now the first post on the site is the March 9 … Continue reading Apr. 13: Playoff Special – Leafs
My parents at my high school's open house... Dad: Hi, we're Erin Leite's parents. High school gym teacher: Oh, Erin! Yes, she's doing very well. She's very athletic. Dad: No, that can't be right. She's Erin Leite, she has brown hair, she's this tall. She's not athletic. I got a 95 in that class and … Continue reading Apr. 6: Short and sweet, but the playoffs will be the opposite
It's 11 a.m. on a nice sunny day. I'm, like, five and munching on something yummy as my dad sets up a badminton net at the park across the street. I excitedly pick my racket of choice – the shiniest one coloured as closely to pink as possible. Once everything's set up, my dad shows … Continue reading Mar. 16: Less players means more wins? I’ll take it.
You know that song Friday by Rebecca Black? I used to sing that at the top of my lungs every Friday with my friend and fellow benchwarmer while the rest of our eighth grade class played basketball and actually participated in gym class. I DIDN'T DO BLUE JAYS BUT THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE SPRING TRAINING IS STARTING … Continue reading Feb. 16: We’re going streaking!
When I was in the fourth grade, my class was playing soccer at recess and I was standing off to the side just watching. The ball came flying at my face and I raised my hand to divert it. They all screamed "handball" at me and that was the day I learned how serious the … Continue reading Feb. 8: Toronto’s climbing the ladder
Mom: GOAT means "Greatest Of All Time?" I thought it meant, like, scapegoat. Me: Come on, Mom, even I knew that. Well, it's been quite a while. I have a good reason for being absent, though. First off, my Christmas "break" started and because college faculty had gone on strike for over a month last … Continue reading Jan. 25: Back from the dead