Tuk, the CFL referees this season make me think of the man who runs the shared hotplate on our floor—he’s fair, but only when he hasn’t already decided the outcome before the fight starts. That offside call against Mohammedan last Tuesday was like my younger sister’s nursing exam: the rule is clear, but someone always wants to bend it for convenience. I was listening to an old Kishore Kumar reel on the radio while folding my laundry, and it struck me—this league keeps its rhythm because the clubs and the tents sort out their own mess, not because some committee in a room says so.
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