In regards to the vacant captaincy of the Toronto Maple Leafs, I propose the school of thought of Seinfeld character George Costanza:

One day, I'll stop complaining about the AL East, baseball's toughest division, and the fact the Toronto Blue Jays call it home. Not today. But one day.

OK, fine. Really bent. But the point remains: not broken. Except Jesse Carlson and Brian Wolfe. They might be broken after Roy Halladay's though with 'em.

A severe injustice occurred that fateful night, 16 years ago. I was only 10-years-old, and I'm not quite sure I understood the magnitude of it all at the time. I was young, and full of hope. Not jaded.

It turns out Paul Maurice is a good National Hockey League coach. Who the hell knew? Maurice's Carolina Hurricanes are moving on to the Stanley Cup semifinals.

For the Vancouver Canucks, there will be no game seven. After a 7-5 loss last night in Chicago, they're heading home, their season over, and their Stanley Cup dreams dead.

I like Jeff Passan. Enjoy his work. Been reading him ever since he joined Yahoo! Sports. But Passan doesn't feel the same way about me, or us. He thinks we - Toronto Blue Jays fans - are obnoxious, annoying homers

It's the playoff series we've all been waiting for - the game's finest players squaring off against each other - and good times are being had by all. Especially fans in Washington.

Mission: Doc, to watch every start Harry Leroy Halladay III makes at the Rogers Centre this season, continued last night. I'm three for three, my friends.

You probably want to know why I think so. Well, the answer is rather simple: Roberto Luongo. He's the best goalie on the planet.

The Justin Pogge era in Toronto is over. It's over before it even really began. Because Justin Pogge, the young goaltender anointed "the next one," sucks.

Well, here come the injuries. The upstart Toronto Blue Jays are set to face adversity as they hit the road on a seven-day, seven-game road trip.

It’s the story that just won’t die. The Globe and Mail is reporting that talks of a second NHL team in the GTA are underway. Again.

Not even the good Doctor himself can win them all. Allowing an uncharacteristic two home runs sealed Roy Halladay's fate last night, but it's all good; it was still a pleasure to be in the building to watch him do what he does.

Ricky Romero is so fine. He blows my mind. The kid, only three starts into his Major League Baseball career, is pitching like a veteran. He's got a bright future. Oakland A's left-fielder Jack Cust would agree.

The Toronto Raptors' season is over. For the first time in three years, there will be no playoff basketball in Toronto. For shame.

You know who's enjoying the new Brian Burke era the most in this, the fine city of Toronto? Jeff Blair, of The Globe and Mail. His column today is an absolute must read. (Talks with Mikhail Grabovski's agent have "not been successful." Lovely.)

The Toronto Blue Jays continue to impress. Leading the charge is none other than uber-rookie Travis Snider, only 21 years old.

I don't like to dump all over Andrew Raycroft. OK, fine, I do. But you know what? I'll never do it again. I'm getting out of that business. More accurately, I've been forced out of that business.

The Toronto Maple Leafs continue to disappoint. And frustrate. Word dropped yesterday that their number one goalie, Vesa Toskala, played hurt for the majority of the season.