Our We The North flag is still hanging in the bay window. Yesterday's loss to the Cavs in game six wasn't unexpected, and to be frank, we were ready for it. And when it was all over, I didn't feel sad or mad, I felt glad it happened.
It's been a great six months for Toronto's sports teams. The Jays and Raps both got within two wins of the finals, and the Leafs won the draft lottery. That's more success than we saw in the previous decade.
After the best regular season in franchise history, I knew what I had to see. I needed to see the Raps win a playoff series. Heck, I needed to see them win two.
We did that, advancing to the Eastern Conference finals against the mighty Cavs. I was confident the Raptors were the second best team in the conference, but even more certain that the Cavs were the best team in the conference. I predicted the Cavs would win in five.
The Raps gave all they had, giving us fans a helluva ride, making further progress. It was both infuriating, and exhilerating. It was, as sports is meant to be, damn fun.
My focus returns to the .500 Blue Jays and the hopes the offense will right itself and we'll be enjoying another pennant race this September. The next step is a championship.
