Vive le Quebec suplex!

Canada Day in Winnipeg. Osborne Village was closed to cars and given over to expanded patios, sidewalk sales, classic rock cover bands, and, er, wrestling. No kidding. Honest to goodness old school wrasslin', with burly men in tights slamming each other into the canvas with theatricality and gusto. The main match, pictured, pit a Montreal separatist against a Canadian patriot. Guess who was the good guy and who was the bad (Clue: the kids in the audience were chanting, "Mon-tre-al sucks! Mon-tre-al sucks!" Ah, the prairies...)? Sadly for the country, Montreal kicked ass and won. Of course, only by breaking some rules behind the ref's back. Fun part was an old woman in the audience actually running up to the ring to grab Frenchie's legs when he was cheating most egregiously. Didn't stick around past that, but I have a feeling Captain Canuck won in the rematch they advertised would happen a little later. Opera for the Budweiser crowd.