I am not looking forward to it because I know it is going to burn my skin like no allergic reaction I have ever endured before.
At the beginning of the Okotoks town council meeting today (Tuesday) I have to pay my tax to Okotoks’ mayor.
I will have to don the red-and-white jersey of the Calgary Stampeders as a result of their last minute win over my beloved Riders Sunday in the CFL’s Western semi-final.
Last week I accepted a friendly wager from Okotoks mayor and shameless Stamps fan Bill Robertson.
If Saskatchewan lost on Sunday I would have to wear his Stamps jersey for the first hour of the council meeting. Had the Stamps lost he would have had to wear my Rider jersey.
For the second time in as many playoff games at McMahon Stadium I have had my heartbroken in the final minute. First by the Alouettes (insert too many men jokes here) in the 2009 Grey Cup and now by the Stamps.
Not only will I have to wear a Stamps jersey, but it is a Henry Burris jersey — nothing like pouring vinegar in an open wound Mr. Mayor.
My skin will scream in agony once the red polyester mesh touches this Rider fan’s green-blooded body.
I have taken precautions, however. When I arrive at the council chambers I will be wearing a turtleneck, ski-doo mitts and a thick green sweater to ensure there is no chance Burris will rub off on me.
The things I do for Rider Pride.
