That’s me on the right, there. Why am I curling, you ask? Well, it’s a long story, but the short version is this: My friend Anthony had his bachelor party in the form of a road trip through eastern Canada. Our mutual friend (Andrew) Dzija suggested we take some curling lessons because, well, what could be more Canadian? Well, okay, hockey. But still!
None of us really knew what to expect, but curling turns out to be a lot of fun, surprisingly difficult and extremely nuanced. By sheer coincidence, there was a curling match on in the club after our session and we found ourselves screaming at the TV, cheering. Never again will I mock this sport!
