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Practically Speechless

I’m not sure how to even begin talking about how much I love Ryan Miller right now.  My heart is full of pride, pride, pride, on so many levels.

Mostly, I’m just kind of marveling that Crunchy is ours.  Can you BELIEVE that he’s ours?

I Should Be Asleep

Holy buckets, you guys.  I am pooped.

I had SUCH big plans for blogging today, but then everything got all haywire with the Canada/Switzerland hockey game, and I had NO energy left by the time the figure skating rolled around.  So, instead of liveblogging, I snarked on Twitter.

I really did mean to do a liveblog of the men’s figure skating, and I TRIED but the very first guy was wearing a blue top and black pants.  That’s it.  I mean, honestly.  How am I supposed to write about that?

A few thoughts:

– The hockey game was electrifying.  Hiller was a revelation, and the Swiss team really stood tall.  I’ve been pretty underwhelmed by Olympic hockey so far.  Sure, it’s nice to see Miller in the spotlight, but the hockey hasn’t been that interesting.  But THIS game felt like a triple overtime playoff game.  So exciting, so fun, so under-doggy.

– I like how there are Olympic rings on the top of the goal nets.

– I admit it. I was cheering for Plushenko.  I’m not even sure why, because I can certainly see that he’s disgusting in almost every way.  The heart wants what the heart wants, I guess.  My friend Mike says Plushenko looks like the pirate with one eye from Pirates of the Caribbean, otherwise known as Gareth from the British Office.  When I protested that Plushenko is much more menacing than that guy, Mike said, “Plus, he’s got both eyes and he’s not a pirate.”  To which I said, “He might be a pirate.  You don’t know.”

– I’m thinking, if Olympic hockey wants to be on television maybe it should consider adding commercial breaks. This seems like a ridiculous no-brainer to me.

Draft Post

I try to jot down little blogging ideas as they flit through my brain because if I don’t I forget all about them.  This is especially important when I’m watching something like the Olympics and I’m writing about things that I know next to nothing about- like curling.  If I don’t write down my randoms thoughts down, I forget I ever thought them.

Ordinarily I’d make a small list of little observations as a draft and then flesh it out later in a “Things” post.  For some reason, I think this short list is funnier without elaboration.  (Make sure to follow the link.)

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– I think curling is my best last chance for becoming an Olympian.  It’s never too late.

– Jeremy Roenick vs. Mike Milbury.  Maybe it will come to blows? *fingers crossed*

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– I hope the curlers are getting laid right and left in the Olympic Village.

What I Think About the Olympics Today

– Every d-bag hipster in the world claims to like curling, and as a result, I’ve been scoffing at curling for years.  Well, today I finally got around to watching curling, and you know what?  Call me a douchebag hipster, but curling really is pretty fun.  It’s oddly mesmerizing.  You certainly couldn’t call it action packed, but it held my interest for HOURS this afternoon.  I’m a convert.  I totally love watching curling, and unlike every single other sport in the world, I’m vaguely interested in learning to curl myself.  I know!  I’m such a jock!

– Olympic hockey is a hoot and a holler.  I really wasn’t sure that I’d enjoy it, but I looooooved seeing Crunchy out there in his USA uniform.  It very cool to see him in a different role for a different team.  I also liked seeing him wear number 39.  He seemed extra sassy in that number.  Maybe he should switch!

The Canada/Norway game was less fun, but I suppose it was inevitable.

– Speaking of Norway….A few years ago I took an audition in Norway, and I would have moved there had I won the job.  Because of my trip and because I’m ridiculous, I consider myself semi-Norwegian.  I like to root for the Norwegians.  If it’s a man, I assume he would have been my boyfriend had I moved to Norway.  If it’s a woman, she probably would have been my Norwegian BFF.  Go Norway!

– I had planned on writing a whole post about how I think pairs figure skating is the best Winter Olympic sport because of the costumes and the often hilariously vicious body language between the pairs who screw up, but right now I’m watching the men’s short program, and I’m full of doubt.  THIS might be the best sport in the Winter Olympics.  The male divas!  The huge jumps!  The sequins!

– When the Ookies were here someone noticed that Dick Button wears the BIGGEST shoes on earth, and now whenever he’s on screen all I can see are his giant clown shoes.

6 Things

1. I had the BEST weekend.  Schnookie and Pookie came to visit from New Jersey, and Heather essentially moved in for the weekend.  Then, last night Amy and McGuffer’s came over and we all snarked about the pairs short programs.  Thanks for a great weekend, guys!

2. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!  The Sabres are gone, and the Olympics are here!  You may recall from the 2008 Summer Olympics that I am a BIG fan of all things Olympic-y.  I love the weirdie sports, but I’m not going to lie, my curiosity about Olympic hockey is reaching a fevered pitch.  I can’t WAIT to see Crunchy in action tomorrow, and I looked at the Canadian roster this afternoon and for the first time the fourth line of Toews-Iginla-Richards really sunk in.  That. Is. Insane.  (I’ll be rooting against Canada though.  Not sure why.  I guess just because a Canadian loss would provide the highest possible levels of schadenfreude.  What can I say?  I’m a beeyotch.)

2. In several minutes I will be PASSIONATELY rooting for that old geezer Chinese couple to win the gold in figure skating pairs.  I think they’re the cutest.  No schadenfreude there, please.

3. Sports that I think are dumb: luge/bobsled/skeleton, and ski jumping.

4. Sports I think are surprisingly AWESOME: Everything involving cross-country skiing.

5. Johnny Moseley is hilarious to me.  I wish he called all of the events.  He sounds like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and I love him.  I spent the duration of the moguls events echoing everything Moseley said with, “Duuude” at the end.  I’m sure that wasn’t annoying at all.

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Man, what a relief that game was!

Good work, Sabres.  Now go away and don’t come back for two weeks.

Passageway

When I was in college, and things seemed more stressful/horrible/dramatic than we could handle, my friends and I would remind one another that, “All of this,” and then we’d wave our hand indicating the entire college campus, “is just a passageway to bigger and better things.”

Sabres fans, this (*waves hand at the six game losing streak and the horrible train wreck that is the Buffalo Sabres*) is just a passageway to bigger and better things.

I certainly can’t guarantee that this passageway leads to the Cup or even A SINGLE WIN EVER IN THE FUTURE OF THE SABRES EVER EVER EVER AGAIN, but I can promise that we have some good things in the future.  Namely, the Olympics.

Thankfully we’re about to get a break.  We’re getting a break, and during this break we can obsess over far, far stranger sports, and we can find new heroes, and best of all, we won’t have to watch the Sabres lose.  (Actually, I assume we’ll be seeing LOTS of Sabres losing, but they’ll be losing for other teams, so who gives a rip.)

Just hold on Sabres fans.  We’re almost there.  Just one more loss game to go, and then we’re HOME FREE.  Soon it’s all figure skating, and bobsledding, and that weird sport where they ski and then shoot things.

We can worry about this unsightly mess (*waves hand at the Sabres*) later.


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