Why I Hate Curling
A Blind thought process by Jordan Vetro, Editor
By Jordan Vetro
On April 5, 2008 a group from the EBC community went on an outing to the Ayr Curling Club. I write now in response to said event. I hate Curling. Ever since becoming aquainted with it I knew that I would always hate curling. There’s just this horrible vibe about the whole thing that makes me want to vomit. The screaming and yelling in boomish enraged tones frighten me to an unknowable degree. I know I have to brace myself whenever I go anywhere near curling for a rough time, one that’s going to make me feel so fatigued. Curling is mentally trying to an intense degree. I mean, curling is just so dumb-never let’s you get a word in edgewise. The nerve of the whole business! Curling has bad hair, an annoying laugh. He makes fun of me all the time. He thinks he’s so great. Sometimes curling just makes me want to scream. And that’s what I think about curling. **
In terms of the sport, I enjoyed our time Gracing, and I look forward to going out to Grace once again next year. It’s a great time for the community to get together and participate in a challenging, but not too discouraging sport that allows for good fellowship in the midst of a great time.***
**Curling here, is meant to symbolize Tim Grace.
***Gracing is here meant to symbolize Curling
(This article is written at the allowance and encouragement of Tim Grace)
