My soul yearns to get a go at curling. It’s one of my favourite sports.
You may ask, how can it be that a sport I have never played is one of my favourites? Fair question, my answer is that I am convinced there are things in life that become our favourites for mysterious reasons. It’s a magnetic pull — it feels like it almost chooses you instead of the other way around.
Something decided that I love curling, and that’s that.
The precision it takes to bring one stone to its house, the rings that make up the “target” on the ice, aiming for the button (centre) is mesmerizing to me. The energetic sweeping and gentle screaming to instruct the team players how much love to give to the ice is both hilarious and exhilarating to me.
I am still waiting for the right opportunity to present itself, so that I may go to a live match, or even try curling myself. The day will come, I’m certain of this.
