Not pictured: Eve Muirhead |
and when Eve let fly that final, fateful hammer (a frozen goddess' tear, sunlight itself caught in parabolic, doomed arc, til gracefully yielding 'neath gravity's inevitable sway, it shatters, crunching sadly into irrelevance, much like Nancy Kerrigan's medial collateral ligament), well it was goddamned clear that the word "overtime" was one that's simply not pronounceable in our our heroine's charming native patois--and, moreover, that TEAM SCOT would either die out there, right in the middle of this goddamned rink AND on international television streamed over the Internet, or that they would sure as hell be momentarily feasting on the smoking entrails of their half-Wookie opponents, right after all their stones exploded.
alas, Fate is one fickle bitch.
but while everyone else had to leave their stones at the rink, only Eve Muirhead half-walked/half-skated her way out of there carrying a well-earned and giant fresh set. human/alien hybrid Sam Cassell would certainly be proud.
moving on... today's results:
JPN 8 : 4 RUS
USA 4 : 7 CHN
KOR 4 : 7 SWE
CAN 9 : 6 GBR
and the overall standings:
see you tomorrow, for a double session. we'll post the exciting details here later, along with some of the inside-the-ice features we teased so successfully (2 comments! holy shit!) yesterday.
1 comment:
Why? Why? Whyyyyy is the word verification thing so fucking hard to read, google???
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