The Tribune

George Best was an incredible soccer player, most notably appearing for Manchester United through the ‘60s and early ‘70s. In fact, he was so good, that if the soccer adage, “Maradona good; Péle better; George Best,” is true, then he was the greatest of the day. Best combined a deft[Read More…]

Golf has a reputation around the sporting world as one of the most boring and serious sports out there. However, the fans at the Waste Management Phoenix Open in Scottsdale, Arizona beg to differ. There is nothing in golf quite like this tournament, which takes place every year around the[Read More…]

My Toronto Raptors fandom was born when Vince Carter and Tracy McGrady first flew through the newly opened Air Canada Centre, leading what was arguably the most exciting young team in the NBA. Admittedly though, my clearest Raptor memories are rooted in the Chris Bosh era, when mediocrity was the[Read More…]

“The winters of my childhood were long, long seasons. We lived in three places—the school, the church, and the skating rink—but our real life was on the skating rink.” Last week, the Students’ Society of McGill University (SSMU) held a week of events to better inform McGill students about the[Read More…]

After unloading my backpack stuffed full of books and unzipping my puffy jacket, I settle into my McLennan carrel with a Tim Hortons’ double-double for a long study session. I open up my computer, click on Safari, and type “Yahoo fantasy basketball” into the Google search bar. The results appear,[Read More…]

I woke up on Saturday, opened my curtains, and noticed a brisk November wind carrying snowflakes through the early morning (maybe afternoon) air. I thought to myself, “it’s about time, this is Canada. Snow in November is normal, expected.” But this November has not been normal; it has not been[Read More…]

My only lasting memory of the Montreal Expos is when my parents bought me a Florida Marlins baseball cap at a game. I kept badgering them for that nifty, teal-colored cap with the fish. I didn’t care for baseball as a child, but their cool logo gave the Marlins a[Read More…]

‘Happy Hour’ on a Tuesday night—not exactly the time you would expect to pay $3 cover at Gert’s. But our thirst had to be quenched, and we couldn’t walk much further. My friend and I were in search of a simple study break and an escape from the ‘McLennan Madness.’[Read More…]

When I first started playing rugby, my parents were worried I was at risk of serious injury. I argued that sports like hockey—which both my brother and sister played—or football were more dangerous, despite the padding used. After a lot of pleading, my parents reluctantly agreed to let me play.[Read More…]