American Football Time

If you're like me, you should consider yourself lucky, because I'm pretty awesome. You obviously like curling, or why the hell else would you read this blog? But I bet the one thing you're asking yourself is, "where is all the NFL news?"

As a 49er fan and a curler, I have anointed Vernon Davis

as the patron saint of NoHo Curling.

 

Yes, curling season is upon us, but more importantly, American football (not to be confused with association football) is only two weeks away from starting up this season. In my quest to provide uninformed opinion and speculation, I'm going to post on the NFL on Fridays. Mostly as a venue to talk about my crappy NFL picks (see below) and my mismanaged fantasy teams. (Don't worry if this doesn't pique your interest. I'll probably have nothing to say after week 3 anyway).

Curling Shoes: Now in Color!

If you've had even a passing interest in this blog and Twitter feed, you'd know that I have an unhealthy obsession with curling shoes. Specifically, how ugly they tend to be. Little by little, I've been trying to do my part. I've gotten a custom pair done for the Wife, done up my own shoes as well as those for a few friends and some new curlers. I'd like to think I'm making a difference in this crazy bland world of curling footwear and I think some people are beginning to notice (based on my tens of followers, I'm sure that's the case).

Las Vegas Curling Adventure

While they were making history in Brazil, Hollywood Curling and the gang from NoHo Curling headed up the 15 and participated in some history of our own in Vegas.

The Las Vegas Curling Club started right after the Olympics, and I couldn't wait. Really, it's for purely selfish reasons. I want to curl, get drunk and gamble. Sure, I could do that in Los Angeles, but not all at the same place.

So, when I heard the LVCC was going to host it's first Learn to Curl clinic, I got the wife and team to head up to Vegas and help teach. It didn't take a whole lot of arm twisting:

Me: You want to go to Las Vegas on Saturday?
The Gang: Sure.
Me: We're going curling while we're there.
The Gang: Sweet.

Broom Bash!

I'd like to say this happened as I was trying to save the vice president from terrorists in a curling version of Sudden Death. Alas, it wasn't nearly as cool.

During our league night a couple weeks ago I came up short on a draw for two in the first end. Inches shy. We were playing with only 3, so I was sweeping my own rock. That made it extra frustrating as it could have gotten there if we come off it for a couple seconds.  But we did and it died at the end. Then, being a drama queen I slammed my broom on the ice at which point it just shattered!