Curling
For nearly a decade I have wanted to curl.
The first time I saw the sport on TV, I fell in love. We were at an event in Niagara, NY. I stepped into the hotel room for just a few minutes. 45 minutes later I was screaming and cheering at the TV as the Canadian (Brin I think it is called) national championships.
It has the strategy of chess, physics and physical competition all in one.
During the Winter Olympics in 2002 I watch three hours of it every night for ten nights. The joke was MSNBC really stood for “must show nothing but curling”. And I loved every minute of it.
Tonight my dream came true.
At local rec center in the greater Edmonton, AB area I curled.
It was everything I hoped it would be and more.
Our host for our time here (John), the husband of the family we are staying with (Billy) and myself met up with the coach of Archbishop Jordan HS curling team and three of his former players.
Step by step they led us three rookies through our first chance at this old Scottish sport.
Regular players were special shoes with plastic on the bottom so they slid. We improvised with a little duct tape. Only twice did I fall on the ice.
After spending about 45 min. getting our legs under us we played a two end game (kinda like playing two innings in baseball).
We (Billy, Adrian, and myself) won 3-0.
Pictures to come when I get home.
The coach said, “One more thing to cross off your to-do list.”
I replied, “No, that would imply that I am not going to do this again. I can’t wait for my next chance.”