This city is, apparently, in the grip of some sort of "hockey fever".
This was made clear to me this morning as I looked out the window of the bus and spotted not one, but two, older (i.e. grey haired but maybe only in their 40s or 50 max) men carrying briefcases, clearly on their way to the office, but wearing Canadiens jerseys. And these guys weren't together; they were standing on different corners. Please, guys. You aren't university students. End this foolishness.
One other thing I've learnt since this insanity began: a cop on a horse is really quite intimidating. Horses scare me a bit just because they are always so much bigger in person (in person? in horse?) than I expect. So a uniformed cop on a big horse is really effective in keeping me out of the way.
I'm hoping the city keeps these mounted police on duty during Grand Prix weekend. They can stomp all over obnoxious wealthy Euro trash and that will make me happy.