Today's the gold medal game, and I'm sad that I can't be in Vancouver for it. I remember the last time we played for gold in 2002 and I was on the train from Montreal to Halifax, and I arrived back at King's just in time for the end of the game. Everyone on the train was so excited, and it seemed like one of the most Canadian moments of my life, driving through rural Nova Scotia with a load of uni students itching to watch the game, and following it on the radio.
I'm sure Vancouver (and all of Canada) will be crazy today, and it's something that probably won't come again, at least not until I'm an old man. But at least they're holding it at a reasonable time for Europeans for a change. We are heading out to a sports bar tonight, and hopefully there'll be a few Americans and Canadians there. It could be fun.
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