Just a couple of hours away — in Central time — from it officially being Dec. 25 and, from what I hear, Christmas falls on the 25th this year, so I’m going to honour the birth of Santa with a few of my Christmas wishes. In honour of the 25th, here’s counting down the 25 things I am really wishing for, live from a Scrum satellite office in Winnipeg:
25. I truly do try to play it down the middle when covering the Brandon Bobcats basketball and volleyball teams, but you’re fooling yourself if you think that when you follow a certain group of people for extended periods of time (for me it’s a minimum of seventh months every year for the past five years) you’re going to remain utterly and entirely unbiased to their actions, or always be emotionally separated. That’s bull. With that said, I’ve lambasted the women’s basketball program on occasion in the past on air and in our pages of the Brandon Sun, so here’s a wish for the Bobcats to finally get a win and start turning the ship in the right direction.
24. Furtherto that, here’s a wish for the volleyball programs to crack the post-season for the first time, especially if it means me getting another trip out of my job. (I joke… sort of.)
23. I also wish for Ottawa to prove its naysayers wrong when the capital city hosts the CIS men’s basketball championship in March. Many who were against the move — and let’s be honest some people just hate the idea of it not being in Halifax — are convinced the new host will be a magnificent failure because of certain logistical dilemmas that don’t appear to be getting changed any time soon. An arena in Kanata with most hotels 20 minutes away in Ottawa is just one gripe. For the sake of the tournament itself, here’s to Ottawa pulling it off with skeptics at least approaching the weekend with an open mind.
22(a). A wish for those Ottawa/Carleton boosters to finally stop arguing their case like it makes sense for the Ravens to earn automatic berths to the next three nationals. You can’t even truly believe it when you say it, and we don’t believe you’re saying it. So please, stop. Now.
22(b). A wish for all those who hate the auto-berth thing so much to finally shut the hell up about it and just accept it as it is. We’ll drop it if you do.
20. I wish Henry Bekkering enters the Wesmen Classic dunk competition this week. We’ve seen it before at the Classic comp, players are resting for games or coaches are fearing injury and the best of the best doesn’t always enroll. Bekkering needs to be in this thing if only because pantheon-level dunking performances aren’t often seen around these parts and he’s a guy we know can bring it. I’m not budging on this.
19. I wish that Jeremy Sawatzky would get his priorities straight. His gushing about the New England Patriots, at the best of times, would be disagreeable enough, but to actually publicly pull for a team that is in your beloved team’s division? If the Baltimore Ravens were doing the same thing, you’d better believe every black and gold inch of my Pittsburgh Steelers heart would be palpitating with vitriol towards my hated rivals. I’d even induce a heart arrhythmia if I thought the fluctuating beats would throw them off their rhythm. I almost had to take an editor’s pen to the paragraph of his recent post and strike it from the record. Note: Sawatzky’s thoughts are not necessarily those of The Scrum, The Scrum Corp., Inc., The Scrum Investments or, the parent company, Valutrex Pharmaceuticals.
18. I wish the New England Patriots lose in the playoffs in a most agonizing fashion.
17. I wish the University of North Carolina would paint its basketball court so you could actually see the lines on the floor.
16. I wish Jennifer Hedger would stop talking that way. Seriously. Stop it. In fact, I want the Sports Guy Voice banned. I want broadcasting schools to start teaching a course on NOT talking that way, the unnatural oscillating vocals that are inherent to TV sportscasters and TV sportscasters alone. No one else talks that way, and you’re not allowed to either. The Score’s Steve Kouleas, we’re looking at you too.
15. I want TSN’s Off the Record to, just for once, talk about one other sport. Actually, scratch that. No one watches that show anyway and if you do you already know you’re dumber for having seen it.
14. I wish Kobe Bryant could remain happy as a Los Angeles Laker.
13. I wish more people would comment on our blogs and podcasts.
12. Now that she’s done her university career, I wish Sarah Pavan would play for our national women’s volleyball team.
11. I wish someone would give Basketball Canada a do-over on its managing of the senior men’s head coaching position. I wish, furthermore, that Basketball Canada had a lot of do-overs.
10. I wish someone would tell me who has the CFL rights to East Carolina running back Chris Johnson. The Pirates burner ran for 223 yards in the Hawaii Bowl and set a bowl record with 408 all-purpose yards but, at 5-foot-10 and 200 pounds, he might not be NFL big. But dude can skate: He runs a 4.39 40 and playing at a juggernaut like ECU might mean he slips through the cracks and winds up in Canada, namely in a place called Winnipeg (wishful thinking).
9. I wish someone would post on YouTube the NFL Network’s slam-poetry intros to its Thursday Night Football telecasts. I don’t care if someone hates them, I love ’em.
8. I wish someone actually made an issue out of the fact Bol Kong is playing college ball in Canada. It’s the equivalent of a 16-year-old Sidney Crosby playing for the Tuscaloosa Ice Pirates midget team, but we live in Canada so no one cares or asks why, or how, far and away the best talent on this side of the border is playing in a league that serves as a feeder to the CIS.
7. I wish Future Shop would stop airing that commercial of the emo boy singing a song in a tone only dogs should be able to hear. While we’re here, I wish MADD would stop the baby crying commercial. It keeps waking me up. 
6. I wish someone would find Namugenyi Kiwanuka and put her back on the air.
5. I wish people who produced basketball-related TV shows didn’t insist their on-air talent — even though they don’t have an ounce of street in them — still speak with a contrived slang. I’m aware there’s an edginess and street aspect to basketball. I’m aware hip hop is involved. I’m aware of all of this. I’m fine with it. I’m not fine with you trotting out someone who doesn’t represent any of this and then try to convince us that they can pull it off, to horrible results. Is finding people who are comfortable in their own skin really becoming that difficult?
4. I wish the Buffalo Bills had beaten the N.Y. Giants with Kevin Everett back in the stadium. I also wish the Buffalo Bills had made Kevin Everett available to the media or, at least, wish the media had explained in its stories why he wasn’t made available to the media.
3. I wish I didn’t have to pretend that I have an interest in curling. I don’t. I’m sorry Canada. I have friends who curl, I think they’re great people and I wish them well in their ice bowling. But, try as I might, I can’t contain my deep-seeded hatred for the game.
2. I wish, when I say things like “I don’t like curling,” people wouldn’t respond with “oh, that’s just because you don’t understand it.” Yes, I do understand it and I still don’t like it. I also don’t like fingernails grinding against a chalkboard, but it’s not because I don’t appreciate it on as many levels as you, it’s because I find it loathsome.
1(a). I wish championships upon all the teams I cheer for and, failing that, wish I never lose the feeling of “this is going to be our year.”
1(b). I wish you all the best of the season and hope you don’t feel your holiday was ruined by having read this.