Games

I've never been much of a sports fan but I've found myself getting into the games more than I would have thought. Whenever I see it - an hour at home in the evening, a few minutes on a screen in the store, a half hour over lunch at the pub - whatever is on is exciting.

At any time, you're seeing people's greatest moments happening, one after the other. I just watched Canada lose the gold to Sweden in women's curling by a single stone - they were perfectly tied. Every few minutes, someone's life is changed by a few millimeters, a couple of milliseconds. I'm surprised the the intensity - there's hardly ever a dull moment.

I'm also getting caught up in the spirit of the games. Especially watching them in a crowd. The energy is contagious.

It's also neat to see our city in this new light. To see live shots of crowds celebrating on familiar streets. To watch a game in an arena that's just down Hastings Street from our house. To see skiers and know that, if I went outside, I could see the same lights of Cypress. And our goalie is tending the latest games for Team Canada.

I recently read a neat analogy of how hosting the games is like Christmas. You dread its arrival and grumble about the preparations, but once it's on, you find yourself getting caught up in the spirit of it.