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  1. 2008 GREY CUP PROGRAMMING LAUNCH LANCEMENT DE LA PROGRAMMATION DES FESTIVITÉS DE LA COUPE GREY Le Village de la Coupe Grey de retour au centre-ville Montréal, le 26 mai 2008 – Moins de six mois avant le match de la Coupe Grey à Montréal, le comité de la Coupe Grey 2008 est fier de dévoiler la programmation des festivités qui auront lieu au Village de la Coupe Grey, situé en plein cœur du centre-ville de Montréal. Des artistes québécois et canadiens de qualité dont les Porn Flakes, Kellylee Evans, Rock Story et Elevation (Hommage à U2) offriront des performances sous les chapiteaux du village entre le 19 et le 23 novembre prochain, durant la semaine de la Coupe Grey à Montréal. « Nous aurons une programmation excitante, divertissante et gratuite dans le Village de la Coupe Grey, » a déclaré le Co-Président du comité de la Coupe Grey M. Larry Smith. « Avec l’explosion de la popularité du football, nous invitons les gens de partout au Québec et au pays à participer à cette fête du football et à montrer leurs couleurs. » L’idée originale du Village de la Coupe Grey regroupant toutes les activités est de retour au même endroit qu’en 2001, soit à la Place du Canada située dans le quadrilatère des rues Peel, René-Lévesque, de la Cathédrale et de la Gauchetière. À trois endroits dans le village, on retrouvera les horloges officielles du décompte de la Coupe Grey qui n’est plus qu’à 181 jours. Parmi les autres artistes et différents spectacles gratuits présentés lors des festivités, on retrouve Véronique Labbé, Guy Bélanger, Take the Boys, White Faze, Marc Parent et Wang Dang Doodle, Angel Forrest, Young Soul et Sylvie Desgroseilliers (Motown Show). En plus des festivités du Village de la Coupe Grey, quatre événements majeurs se tiendront au cours de la semaine. Le Gala des joueurs par excellence de la LCF rendra hommage aux meilleurs joueurs de la saison 2008 de la Ligue canadienne de football et se tiendra le 20 novembre au Casino de Montréal. Le Cheer Extravaganza, le très attendu concours des cheerleaders impliquant les équipes de chacune des formations de la LCF, aura lieu au Grand Pavillon du village le 22 novembre. Le Gala Banque Scotia de la Coupe Grey aura lieu le samedi 22 novembre à la Gare Windsor. Plusieurs artistes défileront lors de cette soirée dont la chanteuse Nikki Yanofsky, le groupe de ballet Les Oiseaux du Paradis, Les Chorales et l’humoriste Sugar Sammy. Le Déjeuner des légendes, où les amateurs auront la chance de rencontrer les joueurs qui ont marqué l’histoire de la LCF, se tiendra à la salle de bal de l’Hôtel Mariott-Château Champlain 19 novembre à 9h30. Le 96e match de la Coupe Grey Un otal de 65 255 spectateurs avaient assisté à la finale en 2001 et l’objectif de l’organisation est d’éclipser le record datant de 1977 alors que 68 318 spectateurs avaient assisté à la conquête de la Coupe Grey des Alouettes sur les Eskimos d’Edmonton au Stade olympique. Près de 40 000 billets ont trouvé preneurs pour le match du 23 novembre. Les amateurs peuvent se procurer leurs billets de trois façons: 1) Sur le site internet officiel des Alouettes de Montréal: MontrealAlouettes.com 2) Par téléphone sur le réseau Admission: 1-800-361-4595 ou 514-790-1245 3) À la billetterie des Alouettes au 1260 University, 1er étage (lun. au ven., de 9h à 17h). Avec des billets à partir de 84$, il s’agit d’un des événements sportifs majeurs les plus abordables. Les partisans doivent faire vite s’ils veulent obtenir des bons billets. ______________________________________________________________________________ The Grey Cup Village returns to downtown Montreal, May 26, 2008 – With less than six months to go before the 96th Grey Cup in Montreal, the 2008 Grey Cup Committee is proud to unveil the programming of festivities which will take place in the Grey Cup Village, located in the heart of downtown Montreal. Several quality artists from Quebec and the rest of Canada including Porn Flakes, Kellylee Evans, Rock Story and Elevation (U2 cover band) will perform in the village between Nov. 19 and Nov. 23, during the week leading up to the game. “Our programming in the Grey Cup Village will be exciting, entertaining and free,” said Grey Cup committee Co-President Mr. Larry Smith. “We invite people from all over the province and the rest of the country to participate in this great celebration of football and to show their team colours with pride.” The original idea of the Grey Cup Village concentrating all the activities in the central area returns to the location where it was created in 2001, at Place du Canada, located between Peel, René-Lévesque, de la Cathédrale and de la Gauchetière streets. All fans will be aware that we are only 181 days away from Grey Cup as showcased in three different locations in the village on the official Grey Cup countdown clocks. Among other artists and free shows during the festivities will be Véronique Labbé, Guy Bélanger, Take the Boys, White Faze, Marc Parent et Wang Dang Doodle, Angel Forrest, Young Soul, and Sylvie Desgroseilliers (Motown Show). In addition to the Grey Cup Village festivities, four major events will take place during the week. The CFL Player Awards will honour the best players of the Canadian Football League’s 2008 season on Nov. 20 at the Casino de Montréal. The always entertaining Cheer Extravaganza cheerleader competition involving every CFL cheer team, will take place in the village’s Grand Pavillon on Nov. 22. The Scotiabank Grey Cup Gala will take place Nov. 22 at Windsor Station. Several artists will be featured that evening including Nikki Yanofsky, ballet troupe Les Oiseaux du Paradis, Les Chorales and comedian Sugar Sammy. The Legends Breakfast, during which fans will have the opportunity to meet several legendary CFL players, will be held in the ballroom of the Mariott-Château Champlain Hotel on Friday November 19, at 9h30. The 96th Grey Cup A total of 65,255 spectators attended the 2001 Grey Cup and the Committee’s objective is to beat the 1977 record when 68,318 fans were on hand for the Alouettes’ conquest over the Edmonton Eskimos at Olympic Stadium. Close to 40,000 tickets have already been sold for the Nov. 23 game. Fans may purchase their tickets one of the following ways: 1) On the Montreal Alouettes’ official website: MontrealAlouettes.com 2) On the phone at all Admission outlets: 1-800-361-4595 or 514-790-1245 3) At the Alouettes’ ticket office at 1260 University, 2nd floor (Mon. thru Fri., 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.). With tickets starting at $84, this is one of the most affordable major sporting events. Fans must act early in order to avoid disappointment.
  2. http://www.journaldemontreal.com/2015/05/14/concours-pour-rencontrer-u2-a-montreal--les-quebecois-non-admis Concours pour rencontrer U2 à Montréal: les Québécois non admis Bono vante les mérites du Québec – et surtout des fans québécois de U2 – dans une vidéo visant à présenter le concours. Visiblement, le chanteur de U2 ignorait que ceux-ci seraient inadmissibles au concours au moment de tourner le segment, puisqu’il parle directement aux fans montréalais du groupe. PHOTO D’ARCHIVES Bono vante les mérites du Québec – et surtout des fans québécois de U2 – dans une vidéo visant à présenter le concours. Visiblement, le chanteur de U2 ignorait que ceux-ci seraient inadmissibles au concours au moment de tourner le segment, puisqu’il parle directement aux fans montréalais du groupe. Marc-André Lemieux MARC-ANDRÉ LEMIEUX Jeudi, 14 mai 2015 16:33 MISE à JOUR Jeudi, 14 mai 2015 16:33 Que diriez-vous de rencontrer les membres de U2 après leur concert au Centre Bell le mois prochain? Ça tombe bien, Guy Laliberté organise justement un concours donnant la chance aux fans du groupe de remporter un tel prix. Le seul hic: les Québécois ne peuvent pas y participer. Le fondateur du Cirque du Soleil s’est associé à Prizeo, un site web hébergeant des concours de nature philanthropique, pour offrir la chance aux fidèles admirateurs de Bono et compagnie de gagner une journée avec leurs idoles, des billets VIP pour leur concert et une tournée des coulisses après coup. En prime, les heureux élus visiteront les quartiers généraux du Cirque du Soleil. Pour courir la chance de rafler cet énorme prix, rien de plus simple: faire un don de 5 $ (ou plus) à One Drop, la fondation de Guy Laliberté ayant pour mission d’assurer aux populations les plus démunies un meilleur accès à l’eau potable. Or, les Québécois sont exclus du concours en raison des lois en vigueur dans la Belle Province, nous confirme Pascal Chandonnet, directeur exécutif, marketing et communications chez One Drop. Il refuse toutefois d’entrer dans les détails concernant les points en litige. Des lois strictes Chose certaine, les règlements entourant la tenue de concours au Québec sont reconnus pour être stricts, note Jacques St-Amant, chargé de cours au département des sciences juridiques de l’UQAM. Les concours ayant lieu dans la Belle Province doivent respecter la Loi sur les loteries, les courses, les concours publicitaires et les appareils d’amusement, qui oblige entre autres les organisateurs à faire des dépôts de garantie, enregistrer leurs publicités, etc. Ces exigences entraînent bien entendu des coûts supplémentaires qui peuvent décourager certains organisateurs. En vigueur depuis 1978, ces lois visent à protéger le consommateur, notamment contre la fraude, précise M. St-Amant. L’exemple de One Drop et U2 n’est pas un cas isolé, ajoute M. St-Amant. Plusieurs concours sont fermés aux Québécois en raison des lois et règlements applicables. «Les formalités ne sont pas très lourdes, mais pour la plupart des compagnies, des organismes ou des groupes qui organisent ces concours, elles sont tout simplement de trop», déclare Jacques St-Amant, mentionnant au passage que Guy Laliberté et sa fondation One Drop avaient sans doute les «ressources nécessaires» pour se plier aux exigences légales du Québec s’ils l’avaient vraiment voulu. Mince consolation pour les fans québécois de U2 peinés par cette situation: les Québécois ne sont pas les seuls à être jugés inadmissibles. Les gens vivant à Cuba, en Iran, en Corée du Nord, en Irak, en Arabie saoudite, en Syrie et dans quelques autres pays reconnus comme étant répressifs sont aussi écartés. Bono salue ses fans québécois Ironie: Bono explique le concept du concours dans une vidéo sur Prizeo. Visiblement, le chanteur de U2 ignorait que nous serions *inadmissibles au concours au moment de tourner le segment, puisque pendant deux minutes, il parle directement aux fans montréalais du groupe, garnissant son discours de mots en français comme «la Belle Province» et «bonne chance». Il vante même les mérites du Québec, berceau du «Cirque du Soleil, Leonard Cohen et Arcade Fire». ♦ U2 donnera pas moins de quatre concerts au Centre Bell le mois prochain. Les spectacles des 12 et 13 juin affichent complet, mais quelques billets sont encore disponibles pour les 16 et 17 juin. sent via Tapatalk
  3. Punisher 2 Shooting in Montreal Movie The Punisher 2 Posted By: Michael / Source Related News : Comic Flicks , Crime , Thriller Movie News , According to my anonymous scooper who has proven to be very accurate in his past scoops, The Punisher 2 film will be shooting in Montreal very soon. It invites alot of questions however. For instance who will play the Punisher now that Thomas Jane has quite the film. According to DarkHorizons Punisher 2 has a new director and its an interesting choice. Lexi Alexander who directed Green Street Hooligans has reportedly been tapped for the film. I am not excited at all for Punisher 2. With Thomas Jane having quit the project and the first one having sucked horribly. Thomas Jane reportedly sent a letter to AICN letting them know that he has dropped out of Punisher 2. He has lost faith in the project and feels it does not do the fans justice, so he is dropping out of the project. And no doubt burning some bridges in the way he is coming out (if the letter is legit ) Quote: What I won't do is spend months of my life sweating over a movie that I just don't believe in. I’ve always loved the Marvel guys, and wish them well. Meanwhile, I’ll continue to search for a film that one day might stand with all those films that the fans have asked me to watch. The Entire letter is here. BigFanBoy.com talked to Thomas Jane about Punisher 2 and a very cool bombshell got dropped. The writer who worked on the Pirates of the Caribbean films Stuart Beattie is on board to write the new Punisher film. He also worked on a draft of 30 days of Night so to say this is some kick ass news is an understatement. The sequel is going to have a Taxi Driver feel according to Thomas Jane. Quote: "It's more of a Taxi Driver kind of a feel which I think we'll go for in the second movie," he says. "I think that's where the first one succeeded, where we were doing more realistic type stuff. And if we can, [we should] get away from the lighter aspects of the first film. Because I think that's where the movie failed." We will see how it progresses. The big question is where Marvel stands on the sequel, and not so much what Thomas Jane wants
  4. Vous en voulez aux artistes et aux promoteurs de fixer des prix aussi élevés pour leurs spectacles? Pensez à ce qui suit. Pour les spectacles les plus courus, il y a toujours des fans prêts à payer deux ou trois fois le prix normal en se procurant des billets auprès des revendeurs, que ce soit sur eBay ou devant l'aréna. Pour en lire plus...
  5. http://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/blog/puck_daddy/post/GQ-ranks-Montreal-Canadiens-fans-among-worst-in-?urn=nhl-wp643&utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
  6. Check this link out! I swear you will come in your pants!!!! Vraiment hallucinant!! http://www.swtor.com/media/trailers/deceived-cinematic-trailer
  7. I would buy the best seats I possibly could for sure!! Read more: http://www.cbc.ca/sports/baseball/story/2011/04/06/sp-beeston-bluejays-montreal.html#ixzz1Inasrob6
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    Expos de Montréal

    Expos gone, baseball alive in Montreal Aspiring baseball players and history keep sport going By Stephen Ellsesser / Special to MLB.com MONTRÉAL -- On a Sunday morning, the corridor between Pie IX Station and Olympic Stadium is almost completely deserted. Based on some of the crowds that came out to the Big O in 2004, the final season for Major League Baseball in Quebec, it almost seems the Expos never left. After touring Olympic Stadium, it's almost as if they were never there. Montréal, the world's most truly bilingual city, is known for its tolerance, but Stade Olympique may have walked away from the Expo-dus with hard feelings. Baseball in Canada's Sin City existed long before the Expos became the Washington Nationals, and today it lives on in many different forms, some nearby and some farther away, but hardly any of it at Olympic. A catcher, a piece of meat and a glorified Muppet form an interesting picture of the ville's offerings to the sport. Catcher Russell Martin is bringing back Dodger Blue to Montréal, giving the city another Major Leaguer to support, along with Eric Gagne, who won a National League Cy Young Award with the Dodgers, but now comes out of the bullpen for the Red Sox. Both played for the same high school, and both are among the greatest offerings to come from Baseball Quebec's feeder system, which remains strong, according to Gilles Taillon, the group's administrative director. "The actual departure of the Expos had no impact whatsoever," Taillon said. "The major impact was in 1995-97, when the Expos got rid of a championship team. We experienced a decrease in our membership mainly due to the bad publicity that baseball was getting in the media." In 1994, the strike-suspended season clipped an Expos club that was cruising along, on pace to win 105 games. The ensuing firesale disenchanted the fan base. The team parted with Marquis Grissom, Larry Walker, Delino DeShields and John Wetteland after the year, and the foundation began to crumble. By the time the Expos rolled into their final season, Montréal had lost all momentum, not to mention a considerable amount of local interest. After the Expos' fate was sealed, there was no last-minute spike of support. For the opener of the final series at the Big O, a crowd of 3,923 watched the home team fall to the Florida Marlins. The worst part? That was only the fifth-smallest turnout of the year. Yikes. "You really can't blame them with some of the decisions that were made," said former third baseman Tim Wallach of the fans who stayed away. "When fans follow guys and they have no chance of staying when it's time for them to get paid, that turns people off." The Expos succumbed to a combination of economic factors, all of which, Wallach said, slowly took hold after original owner Charles Bronfman sold the team in 1991. "I feel bad because there were a lot of people who loved that team," said Wallach, who played for the Expos from 1980-92. "It was good, and it should have been good for a long time. But it went bad, and now it will never be there again." Martin remembers fondly the Expos and their days north of the border. "It was different for me because I loved baseball," he said. "I could care less how big the stadium was or how many fans were there, as long as I was at the stadium. I grew up going to that stadium and watching the Expos, so that was a big thing." Montréal, with a metro-area population of 3.6 million, is large enough to support an MLB club, but what the area baseball community is most focused on is starting smaller. "For MLB to come back, it would have to go through the Minor League route first," Taillon said. "At this point in time, efforts are being made to bring a Can-Am League team in." The Can-Am League is an independent league composed of eight U.S.- based teams, one road team and one Canadian club, based in provincial capital Québec City. "It would be nice to see baseball back up there, but they would have to give it a better venue, a smaller stadium and more fan-friendly activities," Martin said. As for the piece of meat, sometimes life is stranger than fiction. On eBay, someone (Cirque du Soleil's founder, interestingly enough) paid $2,605 Canadian for what was billed as "The Last Hot Dog of the Expos," which was -- as one might expect -- a hot dog, which was almost a month old at the time of sale. All of a sudden the $2,100 sale price of Montreal-Expos.com looks like a bargain. "It was different there because there wasn't that many fans that loved baseball," Martin said. "But those that did love baseball, they were always at the stadium." Indeed. Nothing says loving quite like a thousand-dollar piece of processed meat. But the apocalypse is not upon us yet ... proceeds went to charity. Ignoring any discussions of shelf life, the Expo with the most staying power has been mascot Youppi!, who joined the rotation at Bell Centre, home of the Canadiens, Montréal's hallowed NHL franchise. Youppi! hit the ice just more than a year after his team's departure put him out of work. His presence, along with that of a banner honoring the Expos' 1969-2004 existence and the team's retired numbers, makes Nos Amours more visible there than at the Big O. The luxury condos that stand where Labatt Park -- the proposed downtown stadium that would have helped the franchise stay put -- would have been built are only a couple blocks away from Bell Centre, so it almost makes sense for it to feel closer to home. Where the sport thrives, however, is in Baseball Québec's tight infrastructure. The organization emphasizes getting kids involved early through two main programs, Rally Cap and Winterball, which is sponsored by MLB. In Rally Cap, players ages 4-7 are taught skills and techniques, being evaluated as they meet different performance targets. With each level advanced, they get a new hat of a different color. "Winterball," Taillon said, "is designed to provide gym teachers with plans to initiate students in grades 3, 4 and 5 to baseball." Prospective players are evaluated for Baseball Québec's high-performance leagues between ages 14 and 15. From there, it is Midget AAA and the Ailes du Québec program, the province's U17 team. Those who continue play in the ABC program in the fall and winter and the Elite League in the summer. Players at this level are at the top of their game, and many are either drafted or signed to play college baseball in the United States. Martin and Gagné are veterans of the ABC program. One player hoping to follow in their footsteps is James Lavinskas, a 20-year-old third baseman for the Montréal Elites, one of the only shows in town for baseball fans. A three-sport star in football, baseball and hockey at a Connecticut prep school, Lavinskas came up through the Elite League's feeder programs, and now he is heading to the United States for college ball. Lavinskas will play for Seminole State College in Oklahoma, following once again in Gagné's footsteps. "Guys are getting drafted every year," Lavinskas said, summing up his hopes after moving on from the Elite League. With Baseball Québec's work, the sport's foundation in Montréal is stabilizing, with or without Olympic Stadium's help. Aside from a single postcard and one or two minutes of a 30-minute tour, baseball's only other fingerprint on the facility stands right out front, a statue of Jackie Robinson. After signing Robinson, Branch Rickey sent him to Triple-A Montréal. On the road, Robinson was jeered just as he would be when he was promoted, but in Montréal, fans loved their star second baseman. Robinson batted .349 with the Triple-A Royals that season, leading the team to a 100-win season. During Robinson's final game with the team, fans gave him a standing ovation, and a second curtain call, amazing support for a black athlete in 1946. "The fans just chased him after the game because they loved him and didn't want him to go," Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame president and CEO Tom Valcke said. "Rachel Robinson once said, 'That must have been one of the first times a white mob was chasing a black man for a good reason.' Don't tell me Montréal has bad baseball fans. They've always been great." Even if baseball did not live on at Olympic Stadium, at least baseball left a marker of tolerance in its place, and that is worth more than a hall of jerseys and signed balls. Stephen Ellsesser is a contributor to MLB.com. Associate reporter Jayson Addcox contributed to this report. This story was not subject to the approval of Major League Baseball or its clubs. A ballpark that never was MONTREAL -- Labatt Park has had two deaths -- not bad for something that never actually existed. Condos now stand where the downtown park would have been built, and after the project was canned, the model of the park was passed to the Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum. On one truly unlucky night in the Hall's archives, the model also met its destruction. "They just destroyed it, the two very troubled young men," said president and CEO Tom Valcke, recalling a day he said literally brought tears to his eyes. "It could have been a stagecoach or an old ping-pong table, but they wanted to destroy whatever got in their way that night." The 12-by-12 model, too large to be a regular fixture at the St. Marys, Ontario, museum, was in storage. Although a smaller Labatt Park model exists, the larger one (valued at $80,000 Canadian) was a sight to behold. "It was something -- one of the showstoppers in our collection," said Tom Valcke, director and CEO of the Hall. "I've never seen anything else like it, nothing before and nothing since. The detail -- individual seats, trees, all the concession stands -- it was beautiful." The model made an initial showing at the Hall, then Valcke put it away until a proper space could be created for it. Less than a month after the Expos franchise began its new life at RFK Stadium, two teenagers broke into the building where the model was kept and destroyed it, adding a bizarre and somewhat ironic twist to the life of the park that never was and never would be. Valcke said the Hall kept the pieces and that it could be reassembled, but that the task would be daunting and that it would be difficult to recapture the piece's original majesty. "We kept every single splinter of it," he said. -- Stephen Ellsesser
  9. Bye bye les Sonics Seattle Supersonics Les fans des Sonics sont déçus (Reuters) Après 40 ans d’existence, les Sonics de Seattle disparaissent. Kevin Durant et ses partenaires déménagent à Oklahoma City dès cet été. par Guillaume Loisy, le 03-07-2008 Business is business La Key Arena va sonner bien creux cet hiver. Le parquet de la mythique salle de Seattle, construite en 1962 pour l’exposition universelle, vibrera toujours au son du ballon et des «sneakers» du Storm de Seattle (l’équipe WNBA) jusqu’à l’automne, mais les Sonics ne prendront pas le relais. Tel en ont décidé les propriétaires de la franchise et la ville de Seattle mercredi. «Business is business», vous diront les protagonistes de l’affaire. Les pontes des Sonics avec un sourire au coin de la bouche et des dollars dans les yeux, le maire de la ville avec un air de dépit. Car c’est bien pour une question de gros sous que les fans de Seattle sont aujourd’hui orphelins de leur équipe. Cette dernière ne rapportait plus assez d’argent pour Clay Bennett, le patron du Oklahoma City-based Professional Basketball Club, propriétaire des Sonics. Jackpot pour Oklahoma City Depuis sa prise de pouvoir en 2006, le dessein de Bennett était clair : construire à Seattle une nouvelle salle plus moderne selon le modèle d’un Staples Center (Los Angeles) ou d’un AT&T Center (San Antonio), ou déménager la franchise à Oklahoma City. Face à l’incapacité de la ville à financer en partie le projet d’un nouveau building, les propriétaires ont opté pour la seconde option. Contraints de jouer au Ford Center d’Oklahoma City après le passage de l’ouragan Katrina à la Nouvelle Orléans il y a trois ans, les Hornets y avaient rencontré un franc-succès et le bruit de la cash-machine avait alors résonné plus d’une fois dans la tête de Bennett, régulièrement présent lors de ces rencontres. Inutile de dire que prolonger l’aventure Sonics à Seattle n’était pas vraiment sa priorité… De beaux souvenirs Le boss de la franchise devra tout de même verser 45 millions de dollars de dédommagements à la ville qui conserve les droits du nom et des couleurs de l’équipe. Un atout selon David Stern, le commissionnaire de la Ligue, pour qui Seattle reste «une ville de premier plan pour accueillir une autre équipe de NBA.» Pas de quoi rassurer les fans des Sonics qui attendront sans doute longtemps avant de vibrer à nouveau. Kevin Durant et Mickaël Gelebale, eux, doivent rapidement se trouver une maison sur les bords de la mythique Route 66. De ces 40 ans de basket dans Rain City resteront tout de même de beaux souvenirs. Le titre de 1979 face à Washington, le All Star Game 1974 ou encore la formidable saison 1995-96 et la défaite de Shawn Kemp et Gary Payton face aux Bulls de Michael Jordan en finale. C’est sûr, on repensera avec beaucoup plus de nostalgie aux Seattle Supersonics qu’aux Vancouver Grizzlies ou aux Charlotte Hornets, autres victimes de la business rule NBA il y a quelques années. http://www.sport24.com/basket-nba/nba/actualites/bye-bye-les-sonics-168883/
  10. C'est l'été. La saison où chanteurs et musiciens débarquent en masse dans les salles, les rues et les parcs pour balancer leurs décibels aux fans. Mais pour se remplir les oreilles, ceux-ci doivent parfois se résigner... à vider leurs poches. Pour en lire plus...
  11. this is kinda old, but it's well written and pretty interesting from an 'historical' point of view, of sorts ... it's a 1999 washington post tourism piece, set in the context of a d.c. man visiting montreal, and going to a ball game "to see the team washington will probably inherit". it nicely highlights the city's unique attractions, all the while quite accurately summing up the general mood that surrounded baseball in montreal at the time. oh, and for extra sentimentality, read with in the background ... ----------------------------------- Montreal, Expos'd Visiting the City Whose Team Might Call D.C. Home By Mike Tidwell The Washington Post Sunday, July 11, 1999 Hundreds of crazed fans in this crowd of 5,000 foreigners begin standing and savagely slamming the backs of their chairs up and down, up and down to register their intense approval of what's going on on the playing field. The act creates sharp explosions of sound not unlike small-arms fire. The only people not banging chairs, it seems, are the sticky-fingered children eating deep-fried dough or forking strange mounds of fried potatoes laced with cheese and gravy. Suddenly, down on the field halfway through this "match," something bad happens for the home team. The French-speaking fans begin yelling at the mostly Spanish-speaking players: "Pourri! Pourri!" Rotten! Rotten! People whistle and blow long, booming plastic horns. I am, of course, taking in a major league baseball game in Montreal. I'm watching the pinstriped Expos on their home turf, a nine-inning experience that's perhaps the best multicultural adventure available to Washingtonians within easy flying distance of Reagan National Airport. It's a spectacle, a combination of God's two greatest inventions: baseball and international travel. As a junkie for both, I'm borderline apoplectic, immersed in fastballs and home runs, foreign billboards and surnames I can't pronounce. But a worrisome question nags as I sip my Molson: Do we really want these guys? Unless you're tone deaf to sports news, you probably know there's rampant speculation that the financially troubled Expos may move to the D.C. area. So I've come here as more than a sports tourist. I'm on a scouting mission, crossing the border for a sneak preview. I've already told my 2-year-old son, an emerging fan back in Takoma Park, that this is his team. He wears a tiny Expos hat when we play Whiffle ball in the back yard. But seeing this team firsthand reveals the naked truth: They're awful. Just now, an Expos batter strikes out on four pitches against the Philadelphia Phillies, triggering grumbles from the sparse crowd at Olympic Stadium. The team mascot--an orange and hairy something called "Youppi" (French for "hooray")--leads the fans in more chair-slamming fun, trying to keep a rally alive. The next batter runs the count full, teasing the fans, before popping out to the pitcher. More grumbles. The Expos have the lowest team payroll in baseball and some of the youngest players--and they are off to one of their worst starts in the team's 30-year history. Two nights ago, the players committed six errors in a single game. Again: Do we really want these guys? The answer, of course: Oui! Si! Yes! Please! Pretty please! Pretty please with whipped cream and a new, stylishly retro downtown stadium within easy walking distance of the Metro on top! Expos second baseman Wilton Guerrero steps to the plate as Youppi waves his hirsute arms wildly and the fans begin yelling things in French I can't understand. Guerrero, like the rest of the team, is in a terrible slump, and he falls behind in the count just as I come to a realization: Whatever happens in this game, I'll leave without regrets. If the Expos decamp for Washington, this will be the last summer to see French Canadian big-league baseball, a phenomenon worth catching before it goes, if for no other reason than it provides something found nowhere else in North America: minor league baseball with major league players. For anyone fashionably tired of big pro salaries, high ticket prices, arrogant players and the hassle of big crowds, the Expos offer the best of all worlds. I took a cheap Air Canada flight here, spent two days touring one of the world's great cities, and now I'm getting the farm league treatment: a tiny crowd, players barely old enough to shave, a crazy marriage proposal in the stands brokered by the mascot, and a wooden outfield scoreboard with numbers updated manually by teenagers. All this for the ridiculously low ticket price of less than $5 U.S. and a seat so close to the action that I can almost smell the pine tar. Guerrero bounces to second for an out, ending the inning. I do the only sensible thing. I order another Molson. My innkeeper in downtown Montreal, Madeline, says in accented English, "So what if the Expos leave town? There are many things fantastique and unique in Montreal besides just the Expos." She's right, of course, and during my two-day stay I'm determined see some "things fantastique" before hitting the ballpark. I begin by renting a mountain bike and pedaling straight to the top of Mont Royal, the dramatic, forested mountain (okay, a big hill) in the dead center of town that gives the city its name. A winding gravel road takes me through stands of Canadian maples to a beautiful summit park designed by Frederick Law Olmsted. It's odd to stand at the grassy pinnacle and be eyeball to eyeball with the tops of skyscrapers just 10 blocks away. On the way down, pausing for great views of the lovely St. Lawrence River, I pass a pair of oddly segregated cemeteries--one for French speakers, one for English speakers--a site that mutely summarizes the long-festering cultural divisions within Quebec. I pedal to the cobblestone streets of Old Montreal, a 40-square-block delight of colonial structures and alleyways filled with horse-drawn caleches and itinerant artists. A warm spring sun has unloosed crowds of diners on the city's Euro-gamut of outdoor cafes, bistros and restaurants. The legendary French Canadian reputation for highly developed leisure skills is on full display this Sunday afternoon amid a sea of white tablecloths and red wines so good that even the vin de maison is a pretty sure bet. I eat grilled salmon served rare with escargots on a bed of scallions and garlic, and nearly swoon. The next day is game day. I visit the Old Fort on St. Helen's Island, in the middle of the St. Lawrence River, before heading to Olympic Stadium. After the War of 1812, the British prepared for a possible American invasion of Montreal by building this moated fortress with eight-foot-long cannons and two-meter-thick stone walls. As something of an invader myself, I grow slightly self-conscious inside those walls. Maybe I'm paranoid, but the eyes of those period-dress sentries make me think they're onto me, pegging me as the expeditionary fingertip of Washington's long arm reaching up to snatch the Expos. I make a discreet but hasty exit. I arrive three hours before the game, leaving plenty of time to tour the flag-festooned Olympic Park. I buy a ticket for the highly touted gondola ride rising from the spine of Olympic Stadium. Photos of the 1976 Games ornament the waiting area: Nadia Comaneci, Kornelia Ender, Sugar Ray Leonard. But I soon learn something unexpected about myself: Facing backward in a gondola rapidly moving upward at a 45-degree angle makes me afraid. At the top, pale and sweating, I take in a dramatic aerial view of the famous Olympic Village, the Montreal Botanical Garden and the city's 1967 international Expo site. Back on terra firma, there's time for one more stop: Moe's Deli and Bar, where Expos fans gather. It's a friendly place with exposed-brick walls, barbecued ribs and desserts kept in an old phone booth by the bar. It's happy hour--two-for-one Labatt beers--till well past game time, perhaps to anesthetize the fans for the poor play sure to follow. I sit at the bar next to Daniel, a baseball-hatted Expos loyalist, who has a message for D.C. fans. "Don't accept our Expos," he tells me. "You've lost two teams of your own before, so you know what it feels like. Please don't do this to us." I grimace and finish my second Labatt and push back my stool while Daniel, like all Montrealers I meet, remains a friendly sport to the end. "When you reach the stadium," he says, "buy the cheapest ticket in the house. It's only $7 Canadian [$4.80 U.S.]. Then, after the first pitch, sit wherever you want." "A $7 seat, please," I tell the stadium ticket seller moments later, handing over my money. I walk through the turnstile, past the popcorn and pennant venders, toward Section 139, right field. Virtually alone in my area, I take in batting practice amid thoroughly modern trappings: artificial turf, a space-age stadium roof, a gargantuan replay screen in center field. But already it doesn't quite feel like major league baseball. First, of course, there's the ticket price, about a quarter of what you'd pay at Camden Yards. Then there's the action on the field. An Expos coach is pitching batting practice using a wobbly shopping cart full of baseballs, and he's throwing to the beat of French rock music blasting over the P.A. Thirty feet below me, two teenage boys are standing on a crude scaffold, diligently updating a sprawling pre-World War II-type wooden scoreboard that gives results from around the league. This old-fashioned work, utterly exposed to those of us in the cheap seats, involves taking scores from a press-box official, then reaching into several wooden troughs for wooden slabs hand-painted with numbers and sliding them into the appropriate slot. One of them wears a felt Gatsby hat. I exit the stands for a quick pregame bite. "One order of poutine," I tell the uniformed attendant at a concession stand. Poutine, a uniquely Quebecois concoction combining french fries, cheddar cheese and beef-stock gravy, is so popular that it's served at McDonald's restaurants throughout the province. I watch the cook in back combine the fries and cheese in a tall paper cup, then slop on a ladleful of thick gravy from a stainless-steel vat. He pauses and then, momentarily indecisive, adds a second, heaping ladleful. I'm back at my seat in time for the national anthem, spearing dripping mouthfuls of poutine with a fork. For extreme junk food, it's not so bad, though halfway through the serving my stomach begins making odd noises that compete with the junior high school band playing "O Canada" with tubas and French horns on the field. The Expos take the field next, and the crowd, sprinkled more or less evenly across the stadium, begins banging empty seats up and down in preparation for the opening pitch. Twenty-five-year-old Expos pitcher Mike Thurman is on the mound, and as he warms up you can almost sense the whole place cringe. With an 0-2 record and an ERA of 8.05, he's the worst pitcher on the second-worst pitching staff in the National League. Just two nights ago, Expos pitchers gave up 17 runs in a game. But the first pitch from Thurman is a strike on the outside corner, and cheers go up just as the strange migration begins. True to Daniel's prediction, everyone in the stands not already seated behind home plate makes a beeline for amazingly choice (and empty) lower-level seats just 20 rows from the field (above a narrow VIP section) in an arc from dugout to dugout. I grab the rest of my poutine and join the exodus. By the end of the first inning, we fans are huddled cozily around home plate. In the third inning, the Expos stage a mini rally. Third baseman Mike Mordecai lines a clean single to left, and the juices start flowing in the stands. I get caught up in the excitement--this is my team, too--so I stand and begin slamming the back of my chair and cheer madly like those around me. The noise coming from these fans is, no exaggeration, as much as I've heard from crowds four times as big in other parks. Despite the high-decibel support, the rally sputters when Thurman strikes out trying to lay down a bunt. Next to me, a serious fan named Jean Yves Leduc is studiously scoring the game. He says he's attended at least 40 Expos home games every year for the past two decades. He puts down his scoring pencil and reminisces about highlights, including the 22-inning game against Los Angeles in 1987 and the time he shook hands with third baseman Tim Wallach in the parking lot before a game. "I could feel all the calluses on Wallach's hand from taking extra batting practice every day," Yves says. "I'll never forget those calluses. He was so dedicated to this team and to the game." And what will Yves do if the Expos leave town? "I had a talk with my girlfriend," he says, "and I decided that, with all my new free time, I would just go ahead and get married and have a life." It's the top of the fourth when Thurman makes a mistake pitch and Phillies right-fielder Bobby Abreu lifts a second two-run homer into left field. Four-zip, Philadelphia. "One more Phillies run," mutters the old farmer next to me after removing his teeth, whistling and putting them back in, "and I'm going home to watch hockey." Halfway through the fifth inning, Yves gets into an animated conversation with a hot dog vendor. It's all in French, and they both laugh a great deal, and I ask Yves what's so funny. "The crowd's so small tonight that the stadium is telling all the vendors--when they go back for more hot dogs--to go home. They're getting paid for only half a game. But this vendor's decided to avoid the order by not going back to resupply. That way, he can at least get his base pay for the rest of the game." Sure enough, the vendor walks away with a smile, barking to the crowd, "No hot dogs here! No hot dogs! Pas de chiens chauds!" Unexpectedly, the Expos make a heroic comeback with three runs in the seventh, while a young relief pitcher called up from Double-A somehow keeps the Phillies scoreless. By the bottom of the ninth, the drama escalates. The Expos are down 4-3 with two outs and a man on second. First baseman Ryan McGuire, who has power, steps to the plate. We may be few, but we fans do our best. Youppi claps his hairy orange hands and directs our cheers to the field. Chairs are banging. The vendor has stopped not selling hot dogs and is rooting like everyone else. The scoreboard guys are smoking nervously, peeping through a hole in the outfield scoreboard. The guy with the false teeth, true to his word, has stayed to the end. On a 2-1 pitch, McGuire lifts a towering blast to left field. We jump for joy and cheer louder and louder. But the Phillies's left fielder refuses to give up on the ball. He drifts back, back, back and, incredibly, makes the catch standing against the outfield fence. Five thousand people collapse in their seats in anguish and disbelief. It was a good game, and the young Expos have no reason to drop their chins. But there is something very sad about the way these previously boisterous fans shuffle slowly out of the stadium. An unusually large number stop and linger at souvenir stands by the exit gates. Souvenir. A French word meaning "to remember." For many of these fans, this may very well be the last time they see their Expos. They buy hats, T-shirts, pennants. To remember. I take the Montreal Metro back to downtown thinking two things. First, I sincerely hope Montreal figures out a way to keep its team, and prosper, even if it means we in D.C. don't get one. Second, if the Expos do come to us, I can't wait for the day when I can take the Washington Metro to a baseball game with my son. I'll really show him how to make a stadium chair hum. ----------------------------------- :rolleyes: