It's that time of year again, where we must all aspire to do our part to get the legendary voice of the Toronto Blue Jays, Tom Cheek, awarded the Ford C. Frick Award, for "major contributions to baseball."

What a ball game. Exactly how the Jays drew it up. Four hours and 15 minutes long, a blown 3-0 lead in the top of the ninth, a 4-3 deficit in the bottom of the 13th inning, and a walk-off grand slam by "0-for-in-August" Gregg Zaun.

The Blue Jays are relishing the role of spoiler. They completed a sweep of the Minnesota Twins last night, giving the Twinkies' playoff aspirations a big "screw you" in the process.

I can admit it: I'm a sucker for American politics. I eat it up. I have been absolutely enthralled by the American presidential election, and am eagerly anticipating Tuesday, November 4.

As I was lying on the beach this past weekend, basking in the glory of some incredible Labour Day long weekend weather, all I could think about was Tomas Kaberle. Check out the following video tribute made in honour of the Maple Leafs' stud defenceman:

It's official, I've pulled the plug. Rest easy, 2008 Toronto Blue Jays. Yes, it was over long before last night, but Carl Pavano, Carl freaking Pavano, drove the final nail into the Toronto coffin.

Matt Garza is a Toronto Blue Jays killer. Last night he, once again, toyed with our boys. In four starts against the Jays this year, Garza has allowed a paltry one run in 31 innings.

Forty-five years ago today, Martin Luther King Jr. stood on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and gave one of the greatest speeches of all time.

For those who read Greg Wyshynski's Puck Daddy blog over at Yahoo!, you know what he's been up to this summer. He's had different personalities, from Will Leitch to uber hockey blogger James Mirtle, weigh in with their top five ways they'd change the NHL.

Chris Bosh knows a lot about losing; he is, after all, a Toronto Raptor (zing!). After his trip to Beijing, and a crash course in how to kick serious international basketball ass, Bosh is coming home with a gold medal. And he is most deserving.

I don't know if you caught yesterday's game, but all I have to say about it is this: Matt Stairs was safe. The home plate umpire blew the call in the sixth inning, and it cost the Toronto Blue Jays the game.

Before I get to the point, suck on that, Massholes. An 11-0 victory by the Blue Jays over the Red Sox tied up the weekend set at one a piece. Before the game on Saturday, news broke that starting pitcher Shaun Marcum had been optioned to the minors.

Another 14 runs. Another 20+ hit game. Twenty-one last night, to be exact. More importantly, another win for the Blue Jays. I don't know about you, but I could get used to this type of offence.

The Toronto Blue Jays were due for a butt-kicking. David Purcey vs. Andy Pettitte was really a no-contest from the get go. Purcey struggled, Pettitte was effective, and the Jays bats were eerily silent yet again.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank New York Yankees outfielder Johnny Damon for his shocking inability to catch routine fly balls at the Major League level.

It's a sad day for Toronto FC. It's official, Maurice Edu is leaving us. He's on his way to greener pastures after signing a 5-year deal with the Glasgow Rangers of the Scottish Premier League.

Wow. That - a 15-4 whipping of the Red Sox by Toronto - was most enjoyable. Ain't nothing like beating the living crap out of the Beantowners. To do it at Fenway Park, against their "ace," well, I can't ask for much more than that.

After watching the Toronto Blue Jays take three of four from the Detroit Tigers, one thing is for certain: Magglio Ordonez needs a haircut. Desperately.

I still don't have it in me to throw in the towel on the Jays' season. Perhaps that's because I'm a homer. Or simply an unrealistic idiot. Regardless, I just don't have it in me.

Holy crap. I think Toronto Blue Jays pitcher A.J. Burnett is finally, finally, putting it all together. We're not even halfway through August and Burnett registered his 14th win of the season last night. I'm like, giddy.