No, not the delightful pep band ... at least not yet. Just our weekly roundup of a few things that don't quite merit full items.

• Earlier this week, we made note – in considerable detail – of Spergon Wynn’s surprising status as a chick magnet. But there’s one detail we left out, possibly because he was shielded by so many ladies that we failed to notice. Not only is Spergon a backup quarterback with an 0-3 record as a starter…he’s a backup quarterback with an 0-3 record as a starter who now wears braces. Clearly, we’re all in the wrong profession.
  

• Hot damn… JDubbs is back. And he has unkind things to say about You, Me and Dupree. Honestly, these reviews are probably better written than the stuff they run in the Sun. And those reviews don’t come with random plugs for early ’90s Richard Gere movies at the end.

• Speaking of good finds on the Argos’ website, there’s some exemplary work by play-by-play guy Jaime Stein on the Argos’ eating habits. We particularly enjoy Jeff Johnson’s slightly deranged take on his breakfast habits, even if his strong stance on pitas (“No pitas or anything; the fiancé always wants pitas. Nope!”) appears to be compromised by his description moments later of how he eats his pitas.
  

• It’s reassuring that no matter how messy things get with CFL teams – heck, if the Gliebermans come back a dozen more times – they will never, ever be as monumentally screwed up as the New York Islanders.
  

• Not to get all sentimental here, but a big thanks to everyone who’s checked us out the first couple of weeks…including, apparently, Ticats’ owner Bob Young, who has a decent sense of humour for a guy from Hamilton. It’s gratifying to see more and more visitors sharing our joy over Adam Rita’s board game ruminations and our horror over Frank D’Angelo. And it’s equally gratifying to know that we’re not the only ones with too much time on our hands.