I ran for a bit with a 59-year-old-guy who did the Chicago Marathon last year. He'd qualified for Boston, which meant a time of at least 3 hours and 45 minutes. Certain sports have their Meccas, that place where the amateur athelete can strive to reach and where, having arrived, are entitled to feel special, even smug, (but not too smug or someone will slap them). For distance runners, Boston is such a destination. You must complete a qualifying marathon just to get in. I hope to reach there within the next two years.
Perhaps there is also a Mecca for curling. Why shouldn't there be? Let a curler's reach exceed his grasp, broom and all.
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When I was in high school, and excused from gym for my arthritis, they made me write papers on sports to substitute for class. I got to choose the subject. Chariot racing. Cockfighting. Logrolling.
Curling.
It pains me to say, but I'll bet you swept the field.
AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!
Walked right in to that one, didn't I?
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