openswitch

I’m addicted to watching women’s Curling. I’ve never seen this sport before the 2006 winter Olympics, I don’t even know how points are awarded or anything. All I know is that watching those ladies hurl their rocks down a sheet of ice onto a bulls-eye completely mesmerizes me. The frantic swishing of brooms, the almost unintelligible yelling of words like “control” and “yawp;” it’s all I could want in a sport. Baseball? What’s that? Football? Never heard of it. Curling? OH YEAH.