The gang is mostly here to talk #TFClive and recap the win over Atlanta, preview a visit by Sporting KC, talk some injuries, recap #CanMNT win over Trinidad & Tobago, talk #CanWNT Olympic draw, Atletico Ottawa signings and the usual malarkey. In this episode, Mark ruins a word for Kristin, Kristin “delights” over Larin scoring, and Duncan just wants Bernardeschi to pass a little.
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- Segment 1: What’s been happening (3m28s)
- Segment 2: What we’re talking about (55m19s)
- Segment 3: What’s coming up (1h15m10s)
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March 26, 2024
You look through the periscope. “Ahoy matey!” You see a ship in the horizon as the wind blows the sails with a gust.
The ship in the distance is just the Toronto FC. Nothing to worry about. Its a surprise that they are still floating. That boat was battered by storms and attacks from the rest of the league last season.
Some say the ship was doomed from the start. It was cursed with bad luck. Some sailors would rather take their chances and jump into a sea of sharks than stay on board.
Those that stayed were plagued with injuries and mishaps. Seemed someone was always getting caught in some strange accident, every season the same story. The sailors were an ugly bunch, suffering from gangrene, wearing eye patches and wooden legs. No lady at the nearest port dared touch that wood for fear of getting some horrible disease. Not even the ladies of the night would consider it. Instead the seamen were kept busy day and night plugging leaky holes on the ship.
If that wasn’t bad enough. Their was a mutiny on board. The captain was forced to walk the plank. He was last seen swimming all the way to Norway.
Nothing worked right, and no one feared the cannons on that ship. For their cannons were without any cannon balls. And it seems the men were lacking balls of their own against the armanda of ships of the league. They seemed worse than landlubbers and were deserving of a flogging.
They paid many doubloons to those Italians. But last season they seemed more fit for a gondola in Venice then on a ship on Lake Ontario. Some say they should be marooned on a deserted Island since they looted Toronto FC’s treasure chest.
Blimey! Something looks different this year. They are not running frantically across the deck, trying to batten down the hatches.
Back then, onlookers said those sailers should be drawn, quartered and fed to the fishes. They were hapless, steering the listless ship into the rocks. Others said they were hopeless, they were a ship of fools.
The new captain seems to have done something to these scallywags and scurvy dogs. These men have sea legs now. It’s shipshape now with these sea dogs.
Well blow me down! The flag they are flying is the skull and crossbones. These pirates plan to steal some wins this season. You yell with all your might, “Avast yee, pirates from the north!”
“All hands on deck!” The captain yells. TFC plans to plunder this ship, for their is booty to be had in this league. Shiver me timbers, they plan to board this vessel!
You see the eyes of these new buccaneers full of determination. With cutlass swords, muskets and flintlock pistols drawn ready to attack.
Looks intimidating this season but will it be enough to sink the biggest galleon of them all, the Crew of the mighty Columbus?