I am, somewhat reluctantly, back in Calgary, but I’m still cresting atop the wave of euphoria that’s been Team Canada’s past two games. I was actually there to see Canada blow out an undermanned German team yesterday afternoon; I missed most of today’s win over Russia due to departure delays, but it seems obvious the team’s early tournament kinks have been ironed out. Up next: whoever wins the game that’s on t.v. right now–presumably Sweden, who I still think are the team to beat.
More–much, much more!–about the Olympics to come in the days ahead. I still can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that I was there…or that it’s over, and that I’ve got to be back in the office in less than twelve hours.