Moldy Peaches

As of 12 01 AM today CBC workers were officially locked out. Negotiators for the broadcaster and the Canadian Media Guild could not agree on a contract by the CBC-imposed lockout deadline.

The network will consolidate all news, sports and weather reports and rely heavily on the BBC for feeds. So expect stories on Leeds and Everton as opposed to Lethbridge and Edmonton.

The real interesting part will be who is reading the news tonight at 10 when the National hits the air. Peter Mansbridge, my personal favourite, will not be at the desk reading the news as only he can. Instead, the CBC will temporarily replace him with a mystery anchor. Two words - Ron Burgundy.

Imagine the introduction he could get:

There was a time, a time before cable. When the local anchorman reigned supreme. When people believed everything they heard on TV. This was an age when only men were allowed to read the news. And in Canada, one anchorman was more man then the rest. His name was Ron Burgundy. He was like a god walking amongst mere mortals. He had a voice that could make a wolverine purr and suits so fine they made Sinatra look like a hobo. In other words, Ron Burgundy was the balls.

If not Burgundy then why not Wes Mantooth?