Three TD tosses. Those 365 yards. That gaudy 75-per cent completion percentage.

“I mean, it’s … nice,” conceded Bo Levi Mitchell pragmatically. “But don’t mean s—- if we don’t win the next game.”

Sunday, the strong-armed Texan was filling the crisp November southern Alberta air with arrows, like an archer emptying his quiver.

Whizzzzz! A 32-yard dart to Marquay McDaniel over the top, down Main Street, for a touchdown.

Fffffffft! On a rope to Kamar Jorden for a key 28-yard gain.

Zinnnnng! A 76-yard arc to DaVaris Daniels behind a gasping, grasping Brandon Stewart for another major and a 22-0 second-quarter lead, planting the shiv firmly into BC’s aorta artery.

All those arrows tipped with Mitchell’s particular brand of Texas poison, and aimed straight and true at the heart of the BC Lions.

“Bo,’’ critiqued his boss Dave Dickenson afterwards, “was damn efficient.

“People, probably thinking he needed the work because of our long layoff, kept asking me why I sat him out that last game (vs. Montreal).” Dickinson smiled.

“Well, it’s because he’s … important.

“Listen, he’s had a great year. They threw a lot at him today. They’ve got a lot of talent on their back end, their linebacking corps, their front.

“He found different guys all over the place. We talked about his feet and not scrambling, well the touchdown to DaVaris we didn’t block it worth a damn.

“Bo made the play happen. Put it right on the money for the touchdown.

“He needs to do that for one more week now.”

Summoning a Who’s Your Daddy? performance, start-to-finish, in Sunday’s West Final, the Calgary Stampeders put paid to the overmatched Leos, 42-15 to reach their third Grey Cup in five years.

Any fears about a three-week Stamps layoff which had many outside the locker room a trifle antsy heading in were proven unfounded. And, in hindsight, somewhat ludicrous.

“I was joking around on the sideline,’’ laughed fullback Rob Cote, toting one-and-a-half year-old Miller in the crook of his left arm as the players took turns hoisting the West Division title trophy onstage underneath the scoreboard, “saying ‘Man, do we look rusty! Yessir, the boys look REAL rusty!’

“You guys in the media need something to talk about, I know. I mean, even my parents were worrying: ‘That’s a long time, isn’t it?’

“But three weeks feels like three days once you come back.

“You don’t forget how to play football. You don’t forget how to prepare. All that time … if you fly down to Mexico and come back, doesn’t feel like a week does it?

“We got rested, got ready to come out and do what we needed to do.

“And we did it.”

In big, bold capital letters with an exclamation point.

The Stampeder attack, the CFL’s most unforgiving over 18 games, torched a very good defence for 524 total yards. And would’ve compiled more, had the score been a wee bit closer.

Human Hummer Jerome Messam left tire tracks – 63-inch Titan beauties – all over the backs of BC defenders, lugging the rock for 84 yards. And received solid support from the elusive Roy Finch – 49 yards on five carries.

Daniels had seven catches for 107 yards, McDaniel four for 131 and Jorden five for 52.

And the scary thing about all of this high-tech weaponry?

“I still feel like we have a lot to do when it comes to being an offence,’’ argued Mitchell. “A lot of us are still growing, including myself.

“I don’t think I’ve got close to the peak I want to. There’s a beauty about playing four quarters consistency and showing complete domination. There are times we dominated for three quarters but you want to do it for four.”

There’s always next week at Toronto’s BMO Field against the Ottawa RedBlacks in the 104th Grey Cup Game.

In the aftermath,, the vanquished could only compliment the victors.

“They’ve got good receivers who come down and block, good running backs,’’ sighed Leos all-heart linebacker Adam Bighill. “And the Bo’s the executor.

“Bo does a great job of managing the offence but their game plan really helps, right? Knowing how you’re going to attack, when you’re going to attack and just being crisp on all the details.

“Details make the difference.

“I mean, I give a hat’s-off to their scheme, the way they call plays. Dicky does a great job and their staff does a good job putting them in position to make plays. And they’re so consistent.

“We played ’em Week 1 we got the win, a tough game. The second time we played ’em we let it slip in the last few minutes, feel like we should’ve won.

“Third time, they whupped our ass.

“Fourth time, they whupped our ass, too.”

The ground rules were established early, returner Finch exploding for a 46-yard return on the opening kickoff. Four plays later, Lemar Durant sashaying into the end zone from three yards away.

Only a minute and 49 seconds had elapsed.

If that early, lethal strike didn’t serve as a tip-off to the Lions that it might just be a long, deflating afternoon …

“When you see Roy break tackles, stay up and break tackles, get the ball on the 45-50-yard line,’’ said Mitchell of the opening drive, “you feel like: ‘OK, we’ve got to score a touchdown. Field goal’s not good enough. Time for a touchdown.’”

That’s what’s known as performance on demand.

Savvy NHL defencemen are often described as being able to play as if they were sitting in in a rocking chair back there. Same goes for savvy QBs in the pocket.

Mitchell, for example.

And throwing to the array of receivers at his disposal – McDaniel and Daniels chief among them – uncomplicates things further.

“The thing about Quay,’’ he praised, “is when they go zone he’s the best in the business at knowing where the holes are.

“He knows exactly where I need him to be at what time, and he gets there perfectly.”

For the Stamps and their supporters, very nearly a perfect Sunday, factoring in the weather (mild, considering), the crowd (large, 32,115) and the scoreline (lopsided).

“I watched the Eastern Final,’’ said Dickenson. “And that weather was just crazy. We had a beautiful day, beautiful night. When that happens, your skill can be on showcase.

“I was just very thankful that the (bad) weather held off. I felt like we have a tonne of skill. We have toughness, too, but our skill was there.

“The field was great, our fan support is loud. Basically, if you could’ve picked a night, an atmosphere, that would’ve been exactly like it was.

“When that happened, I really felt like we had the best team.”

In the West, emphatically.

And now, in the league?

Only the RedBlacks stand in their way of the culmination of a 17-2-1 season to remember; a year for the ages.

“This is why you play,’’ said Daniels simply. “To play for and win a championship.

“We’re going up against a very good team. But I don’t think there is any ceiling here.

“That’s what we want, man. To be known as the best. Ever.”