Living
so close to the stadium (Percival Molson Stadium or just "Percy" for
short) is really cool. On game day you can watch all the traffic trying
to park and people carrying their cushions, their peanuts, binoculars, and tickets.
It gets you in the spirit for the game. Then, usually about half an hour
before kickoff, I walk over to the stadium. It's nice not to have to worry
about parking.
This is the view from my seats up high in the north grandstand (right on top of the goal-line on the west end). We live in a building blocked by the Renaissance Hotel du Parc which you can see here in this picture (the subtle arrow). To get to the game we walk across the interchange considered the most dangerous in Montréal. Little consideration was made for pedestrians when they designed the Park / Pine interchange (Our shortcut to the game involves going single file across an overpass not intended for pedestrians).
At the game we have a view of downtown Montréal and are sheltered up against the side of Mount Royal. The stadium only seats 19,416 and that's how many are at each game! When we walk home early (because the Alouettes are blowing out yet another team) we can hear the roar of the crowd reflected from the east by some of the surrounding buildings. But let me tell you about my career with the Alouettes and the things I've learned. Tell me Ted! Whatever.
I
said that the CFL was a low-budget operation, didn't I? Sometimes they
run out of essentials in the practices (like balls). This is where I come
in. You've got to be hard-headed to start at the bottom and keep your
dignity. Some people like to say that their lot in life is "better
than a kick in the head" but in my case that's exactly where I stand.
Some of us have to be at the kick-in-the-head level, we can't all be above average,
that's what I say. On the positive side, at least I know I'm going somewhere
in this position (the downside is that the opposition always trys to run me
back to where I started from (or worse)).