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Batten down the hatches #tfclive, this may be a long season.

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It’s Wednesday, February 27th, 2019 at 4:38 p.m., and I’m wearing the sly grin that is the exclusive property of schadenfreude. You see, I’m inside, all nice and toasty-warm watching the Snowpocalypse from my window: The cars hopelessly stuck in the snow. The Dog Walkers cursing their choice of pet(s). The steady stream of hapless pedestrians getting all but massacred by the wind.

How quickly things change. Today the people struggling against the elements are the subject of my silent ridicule, while only yesterday I wilfully wore all the layers in my wardrobe and stood in unity with 5000 of my closest friends, trying desperately not to expire for 90 minutes, building great memories, and occasionally, watching a (pretty terrible) soccer game.

We really do need to pause for emphasis here — It’s beyond ridiculous that Toronto FC played a soccer game outdoors at BMO on Tuesday. There is no reason under the winter sun that the BMO Grounds Crew should have to defend themselves for the state of the pitch. IT’S FEBRUARY!

Great Minds Think Alike, Exhibit A — fellow WTR staffer Tej Sahota:

Last night, I was lucky enough to share the kind of very special communal experience that only happens when everyone in attendance knows that the impetus for said experience is totally insane.

It was fun to blow off steam (carefully, as that heat was keeping us alive) and kiss Champions League goodbye.

Come on, be honest — is anyone else here glad the 2019 #MOMSCCL dream is over?

In a perverse, snarky way (which is quickly becoming my default setting - I blame this off-season and The Vocal Minority), I sure am, and this has nothing (ok, almost nothing) to do with not taking any hits on further tickets.

Because, if there is any silver lining to the last fortnight in TFC Land, it’s that crashing spectacularly out of the Concacaf Champions League gives us the closure we need to mentally tie a bow on “2017 Championship Era Toronto FC.”

It must sting to read that. It certainly hurt to type it out.

But it’s over. Toronto FC is a new team now, and, based on the last two weeks and as many competitive games, not a very good one either.

Over the next few days, it is expected that the club will finally announce the signing of Alejandro Pozuelo and end the Soap Opera. Some of us in the socials, however, have lots of Photoshop and zero patience.

It’s also expected that once we actually have Pozzy Pozbourne on our roster, the Front Office will switch gears to acquiring TAM players that compliment our new DP.

So we actually don’t really know what team we’re going to get in 2019. Not really. It’s all conjecture. and as we all know, the internet is powered by conjecture.

One thing’s for sure: like last night, snuggling with drunk strangers for warmth, if we are going to survive what looks to be a long and trying season, we are going to need to lean on each other. We’re in this together.

So let’s hot take away — I’ll keep it general for maximum scorch:

Give us your predictions for TFC 2019. Do we make the playoffs? Do we play a 4-3-3 with actual wingers? Does Boyd score a goal? Does Tsubasa get minutes? Does Vanney keep his job? Is Pozuelo the answer?

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... is a nice mix of chin-up, “it’s going to be alright”, strength in numbers positivity-type jams and unsubtle cries for help. It’s snarky and I like it.