Around the House
Curling clubs are wrapping up their seasons with closing banquets, Annual General Meetings and the crowning of new champions – in some clubs, followed by a skate on the ice before the compressor is turned off for the summer.
The recent win by Jeff Stoughton’s team at the Ford World Curling Championships in Regina hit all the right notes: a highly skilled team, with a long drought since their last world title, trying to erase the well-publicized disappointments along the Brier and Olympics trail. The victory was sweet – for Team Canada, and for Canadian curling fans.
Not all curling championships take place on arena ice, with TV coverage and thousands of spectators ringing cowbells, buying 50-50 tickets and cheering every shot. Some of them take place at your local club.
It’s playoff season for recreational curlers, and that means something different at every club. You might be in a closing bonspiel that involves the entire membership.
See the photo that accompanies this Around The House blog? It’s a partial shot of someone standing in the house, holding the broom. A typical curling scene.
It’s another typical Wednesday night at my club. Our game is over and we head off the ice to change out of our curling gear and into “civvies”.
As I write this, the 2011 Brier is taking place in London, and that means my TV is on in the background when I’m working at home. And it’s on at the office (okay, I confess) where I’m live-streaming the games while sitting at my desk.
As I write this, the Scotties Tournament of Hearts has just ended, and like everyone else in the Canadian curlingspere, I’m a bit lost.
As I write this, the Scotties Tournament of Hearts is taking place in Charlottetown and I’ve been glued to the daily TV coverage. It’s been a dramatic week full of great stories and even better curling. Hard to look away!
My current curling club is as familiar and welcome to me as a friend’s house. Every week during the winter I spend a few hours there with people I enjoy, playing a game I love.
The snow banks are growing on the edges of the roads here in my neighbourhood, making it something of an adventure every time I try to back out of my driveway.
Recreational curlers may not be aware, but our activities have been put under a research microscope recently.
It could have been the full moon. Or it might have been H.’s new glasses, curling shoes and broom. Maybe the other team was out of gas.
We’re lucky in this country to have so much top-level curling to watch during the season.
Since the beginning of the season, a big sign on the front lawn of our club has been announcing Learn-to-Curl sessions available every week.