Let’s start with a preface – I love the Olympics. Summer, Winter, doesn’t matter. I am enthralled by the idea of the world competing, on a fair, even playing field. I like the principles that the modern, and even the ancient, Olympics were founded on – Citius, Altius, Fortius, which means “Swifter, Higher, Stronger.”
With a lot of time on my hands of late (see last post about not having, and currently seeking a job in PR) I have been able to really get into the Olympics this year.
In general, I like Summer just a little better, but mostly because they are more about human ability and less about equipment. But Summer doesn’t have Curling.
Go ahead, take a minute to mock me. Do it.
Ok. Is it out of your system? Good. Have you watched Curling? it has a lot going for it – strategy, yelling, Fred Rogan, drama and suspense. Watch a few ends and you’ll find yourself thinking about the button and the hammer, and how it feels to slide on the ice like that. The commentary is not pretentious, instead it aims to explain. The athletes seem like real people. They have real jobs or real classes to attend to. There are no special tools. Everyone uses the house rocks, the brooms are all the same. In the end skill that wins the game.
Not to mention the captain is called “the skip.”
Give Curling a shot, you might like it.