Sunday was all about hockey. I wandered to Robson Square, where hundreds of people were watching the gold medal game on two large screen TVs. The rest of the city was stuffed inside local bars.
This game meant so much to Canada, I was a little worried that they might lose. For Americans, well, we would recover just fine. Hockey ranks – at best – as our 4th most popular sport. But for Canada, this sport means everything. This game means everything. It’s their sport after all.
So with this quiet frame, I end this daily series. It was a fun exercise. In the coming days, I’ll be posting my favourite selects from the 17 days at the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympics.
Until then, I’m Gone Canada, Gone.