This day will go down in history as the day the Canadians took back their
national sport, in both Men's and Women's action. Whoot whoot.
I have never felt such a rush watching the final seconds of the game, standing and shouting 'O Canada' at my television screen, opening up a Molson and feeling, for the first time in a long time, part of my national community. For one fleeting moment, politics were put aside, and I joined hands (figuratively) with my right-wing counterparts to celebrate what was another defining moment in Canadian history.
I'll put aside my commentary on how much money is spent on professional sport versus homelessness and health care, how the press can give more coverage to cross-country skiing than to innocents dying in Afghanistan.
Today, I am Canadian. And damn, am I proud!