Here is a little tidbit reported a ways back on cp24 website.
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Hitting The Drink
Rob Ford prides himself on his prudent spending as a city councillor, but temperance apparently wasn’t on the agenda during an admittedly drunken evening at a Toronto Maple Leafs game on April 15th.
According to public complaints, Ford was the epitome of obnoxious during a tense battle between the Leafs and rival Senators, spewing obscenities and bullheaded political jargon.
When the complainant asked him to “tone it down a little,” Ford apparently responded, “Who the f*** do you think you are? Are you some kind of right wing Commie bastard?
“Do you want your little wife to go over to Iran and get raped and shot?"
Initially, Ford denied he was even at the game, but soon backtracked and owned up to the less than exemplary behaviour.
“I’m both embarrassed and humiliated by the whole series of events and I sincerely apologize to anyone that I've offended,” he said with a sheepish shrug.
Ford spent what he calls the toughest day of his career issuing apologies instead of his usual political barbs.
“I made a mistake. I'm only human. I don't know what more to say. I sincerely apologize.”
The complaint, in the form of a 2-and-a-half-page letter, comes from a couple who sat behind Ford. They outline a rare evening out ruined by the councillor’s brutish behaviour.
“I have no idea (why I acted that way),” Ford said. “Just obviously one too many beers. That's the bottom line. I don't know. It's humiliating. It's embarrassing. It's out of character and I can guarantee it will never happen again.
The Integrity Commissioner has not yet decided if a formal investigation into this matter will be launched.
And this is the letter of complaint from the couple directly in front of him:
Public Complaint
My wife and I are not “Big City People” but had the opportunity to attend a Toronto Maple Leafs hockey game on Saturday April 15, 2006. As parents of two beautiful young boys aged two and four, and having just experienced our first major move into a 160 year-old “new” home, we had been looking forward to a rare night out such as this one for quite some time.
We spent the better part of the day at the Home Show in Toronto, checked into a hotel, went out for dinner and walked into the Air Canada Centre for 6:30pm, where the Leafs were preparing to take on the Senators.
The A.C.C. was all abuzz as the players and Leaf fans such as myself were clinging to slim hopes that they could squeak into the playoffs and hopefully lineup for yet another first round match up with the Ottawa Senators.
The game started with a bang as the Leafs got out to an early lead. Their momentum and lead over the Senators grew as the game went on. Although my wife and I are far from regulars at such events, I had the honour of attending a number of games at Maple Leaf Gardens throughout my youth.
For me as a young child there was absolutely nothing that could compare to the experience of attending a hockey game.
Reflecting on my youth as this game went on, I couldn’t help but feel as the Leafs entered into the third period, that this was one of the most exciting action packed games that I could ever recall.
With approximately 7-8 minutes remaining on the scoreboard my wife and I (and almost everyone else in our section for that matter) couldn’t help but overhear a rather large gentleman behind us who was becoming extremely loud and obnoxious.
He was dominating a conversation that was primarily political in nature, with two young gentlemen that were sitting immediately behind my wife and I.
For approximately the next 5 minutes the rather large gentleman proceeded to bellow out political jargon and impose his will on almost everyone in our section.
At times he was physically standing up with his arms raised high in the air, shouting politically motivated obscenities. My wife and I were doing our best to avoid eye contact with the gentleman and ignore him altogether.
Unfortunately for us we were caught right in the middle of this gentleman’s boisterous tirade. The following quotes were and remain in our minds:
“My sister was a heroine addict and was shot in the head.”
“You right wing Communist bastards.”
“Green Party f***ing rules.”
The situation became even more uncomfortable for us. I remember quietly saying to my wife that “at least there were no kids around.”
My wife responded with “look right beside him.”
Sitting two seats to the right of this gentleman (who was continuing on with his rant) was a young boy that was approximately 7-8 years old, sitting beside his father.
The father had a look of extreme discomfort on his face. As I glanced around and back to my left one row and approximately 5-6 seats over, there was another young boy of approximately the same age.
This gentleman had already ruined our evening and was proceeding to taint the experience of this game for a number of other adults and young children.
The gentleman continued on in an extremely loud way with his belligerence and obscenities to the point where I turned and calmly asked him to “tone it down a little.”
He responded, again in an extremely loud way with a verbal assault on me personally. “Who the f*** do you think you are? Are you some kind of right wing Commie bastard? Fearing that the situation would escalate further, I did my best to avoid any conversation and/or eye contact with the gentleman.
At one point he shouted the following question at my wife and I, “Do you want your little wife to go over to Iran and get raped and shot?” and continued on with other extremely asinine comments.
The gentleman continued to question me and I did my best to continue to ignore him. He was demanding to know what my political beliefs were and was rudely asking what my profession was.
At one point he questioned “are you a f***ing teacher? And continued with “what the f*** is it that you do?”
With approximately 2-3 minutes left in what I had completely forgotten was one of the best games I had ever attended, two men in black pants and yellow coats marked “security” finally came and escorted the rather large gentleman down the stairs.
As he stumbled his way down the stairs with security, numerous people in our section began to cheer in favour of escorting him away.
A lady followed closely behind the man as he slowly made his way down the stairs. As a number of the patrons continued to cheer, the lady turned around and pressed her finger to her lips as if to tell us to calm down and raised and lowered her arms as if to tell us to keep it down. Gestures that were dripping with irony.
As the time ticked down on the scoreboard, I turned around and had a conversation with the two young gentlemen who had been sitting behind us the entire game. When asked if they knew the gentleman they explained that “he just appeared with his wife and sat down beside us and started talking politics … here he gave us his card.”
The two young gentlemen gave me his card and went on to say that they did not wish to keep it.
A rare night out indeed for my wife and I was truly crowned when I read the print on the gentlemen’s business card. It read as follows;
ROB FORD
Councillor
Ward 2, Etobicoke North
Toronto City Hall, 2nd Floor
100 Queen Street West, Suite C40
Toronto, Ontario M5H 2N2
When we returned home, we sifted through the various councillors and their pictures that are posted on the City of Toronto website. We clicked on the name Rob Ford and confirmed that this was indeed the gentleman that was responsible for completely ruining our experience of what was such an entertaining hockey game and for ruining what remained of our evening.
Generally extremely calm by nature, I have been troubled with the following emotion toward Mr. Rob Ford. I am angry with him for the way he spoke to my wife and I on Saturday April 15, 2006.
I am disappointed in him for the way that conducted himself in a public place. I am extremely embarrassed that such an individual is representing the City of Toronto and the people of Ward 2.
Shame on you Mr. Rob Ford for your inexplicable behaviour and for ruining such a rare night out.
Dan & Rebecca Hope.
Is this REALLY the guy we would trust with the keys to the city?
He even initially lied about the event.
