The Hammer In the End

The Winter Olympics have begun, and that means the return of a sport I follow once every four years:  Curling.

Lew and I were watching some Curling today, and we even started to understand it a bit. (I did go over to consult with my parents on the finer points of the game. But they, like us, were getting reacquainted with the sport.)

I have been trying to figure out what sport I could do in the next Winter Olympics. I do not believe I am cut out for the ski jump and that crazy snowboard stuff. But I might be able to do Curling — although I do not really like sweeping.

Let's go, U.S.A.!!!!!