Olym-pit

There is so much info clogging up the Maniwaki channels that to do any of it justice, we are going to have to change up our game plan. Thus, a full recap, post Games, is the new play in the book.

Look, I know what you're saying.

"How clogged are the systems really? You're just burnt out and drunk."

Lets just say that sensory overload is at such a ridiculous swell, that it can only be compared to the Spouse's "walk" home from the Bronze Medal Game tonight down Granville.

The crowds were so large that it was shoulder to shoulder only. Like the entire street was a packed Tokyo subway car. People tried to escape by ducking into the McDonalds only to have the fast food joint fill to capacity. Walking was a dead concept. Replaced by crowd surges that would propel you forward. The Spouse was visibly shaken. More than we all were last night at the Whistler base watching the last five minutes Canada/Slovakia.

I don't know if I'm more scared if we win or lose tomorrow.