A couple weekends ago I attended the Desert Ice Bonspiel. Their 8th, my first. I had originally hoped to get our team in, but they booked it fast and early. Luckily, Bond Girl Marissa had a spot open on her team, and I was lucky number three to be asked to go! Then, our first game was at 7am. Not a fan of the early mornings. At. All. However, the fortune cookie that came with my giant panini encouraged me to wake up early.
Feel My Heat!
got it togehter for the third. Not having the timer didn't really affect our sweeping, but it made a huge difference in my delivery. I like having that quantifiable number to reference for each stone I deliver. Night and day from the first two games to the last three. Despite that, I think our on ice success had a lot to do with our curling swagger. Fred, Marissa and I rocked the custom Adidas curling shoes.
Ed "The Wrench" Werenich and Neil Harrison and got a taste of their personalities. I can only imagine the stories I'd hear if we sat down for a pint or two.
The highlight, however, was playing on the team with Fred Maxie. On the ice was fun, but it's hard to do any real curling with crazy s-curves, ridges and uphill/downhill ice. It was off the ice where it got interesting for a curling nerd like myself.
Brier. In a controversy laden appearance, nonetheless! He got Ed Lukowich, a pretty damn good curler and already eliminated in Alberta provincial qualifying, to replace his injured dad who was playing at lead. But then Ed became skip, and they won Alberta. So people got pissed and he was a pretty hated guy. Couple that with being young and very outspoken/odd/immature, whatever, and there were a lot of press clippings and hurt feelings
sweet tankard along with the purple heart above. It should be noted that the rules changed the following year, a replacement player must play the same position, or something like that. All that made for some good stories. Good times and good curling.
Also, In-n-Out > Five Guys.