By TheOttawacker

Scene of the final reckoning

April 1 was the date of the final try-out for the team (or "assessments" as the politically correct club insists on calling them), so Ottawacker Jr. was delivered to the door of Franco-Cité, bemasked and beshinpadded, ready to give his best. Not sure when the results are due.

Stood around waiting for him at the end and got chatting to a couple of other fathers. It all felt rather normal, to be honest. Except, of course, it isn't.

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