I think I'm turning Canadian

I really think so. Last night, I went to the neighborhood bar in order to watch the World Jr. Hockey championship game. I sighed when the Swedish team scored. I cheered when Canada won (for the fifth time!) I drank my beer. I don't watch sports. I certainly don't go to bars to watch sports. And now I'm watching a Jr. world championship? Who even knew there was such a thing?

I got sucked into the competition over the weekend when we went to the same bar to hear a band. During one of their breaks, everyone watched the semi-final game between Canada and Russia. It was an amazing game, with Canada scoring a tie-making point in the last five seconds of regular play. Then a no-scoring overtime and a shoot-out. Canada scored two points to Russia's zero.

After that, I had to watch the final. The gold-medal game was much less interesting. Canada dominated throughout with a final score of 5 to 1. Canada was pretty agressive and their players spent a lot of time in the penalty box. Which led to many Swedish power plays. Will and I were thinking this sounds like some sort of sexual manoeuver. It definitely sounds more exciting than a Canadian power play.

So, I guess I watch hockey now. And not just any hockey, Junior hockey. Winter is long up here in the cold, cold north.