The House? No the house.

I've decided to do a curling post in the hope that the Curling News links to me and I get to put up big numbers like the indomitable Townie Bastard.

I went to the final game of the Canadian Mixed Curling Championships down here in Iqaluit, which I mostly spent distracting the said Townie Bastard and the very lovely Cathy (No really Cathy, I think he deserves a new camera and a BlueRay). But it was an entertaining game, close right up to about the seventh end when things seemed to unravel a bit for Ontario. In the end the right team won (Go Manitoba!) and took home the championship to the province that really should have every curling championship. They also won the right to send half of their rink to the Worlds. What is up with that? Only two people curling at a time? What's happening with the world?

Amazingly I took about a hundred blurry poor colour balanced pictures (after being told to put away my flash on pain of death).  Here is one from the final end with the Ontario rink, looking down at far too many Manitoba rocks in the house (get the title now?). Only one more rock was thrown after this and when it went through the house the game ended.