It’s beginning to look as if the most high-profile victim of the Stanley Cup riot could be Mayor Gregor Robertson.

He’s getting it from all sides. Pundits everywhere are lining up to throw verbal rotten tomatoes.

The latest is Gwyn Morgan, Premier Christy Clark’s strategic transition advisor, who must have checked with his client before launching his own overripe vegetable, indicating that the Jersey Girl is willing to let the mayor twist in the ill wind of the riot aftermath.

Morgan is also the ex-founding CEO of Encana, one of North America’s largest producers of natural gas, which makes him uniquely qualified to be a pundit.

Before he retired, Morgan was one of Canada’s foremost corporate heavyweights, and his criticism of Robertson will no doubt rock the mayor’s increasingly unsteady perch.

In his regular column for Calgary-based troymedia.com, Morgan questioned the judgment of the mayor and his team for setting up the jumbo screens that lured tens of thousands downtown, and then keeping the bars open even after the provincial government closed down the liquor stores.

As to the mayor’s vow that the riot won’t stop the city from holding future events, Morgan is particularly scathing: “… his administration would be prepared to once again risk the livelihood of local shop owners, and our country’s international reputation, to host huge parties where only bar owners benefit.”

So far, no comment from either the embattled mayor or the premier, but the mayor hardly has time to react to all the attacks on his judgment and character – too many tomatoes, not enough time.

At city hall last week, the mayor tried to proceed like it was business as usual, so the first thing on the agenda for the first meeting after the riot was another Mayor Moonbeam eye-roller: A program to encourage people to grow wheat on their front lawns. Of course, people were looking for leadership, not tips on growing their own bread to go with the mayor’s ill-considered circuses.

That leadership was enthusiastically provided by the opposition, the NPA’s Suzanne Anton, who tried to interrogate His Honour about the riot. After five minutes, the mayor simply turned off her microphone, instantly turning Anton into Suzanne of Arc and himself into mud.

The mayor is down so low, everything must look like up to him. Whenever the road to re-election gets rocky, he has usually been able to count on the fact that Anton, his NPA opponent in the next election, has looked pretty weak and indecisive.

Well, he’s taken care of that, too.