I have never been a hockey fan, but I married a Canadian, which means I married a hockey fan. I was pretty happy when the US beat Canada in their match, not because I like hockey, but because I love when America wins and I thoroughly enjoyed rubbing it my husband and our Canadian friend's faces.
So, when I learned that the US would be playing against Canada for the final Olympic game for the gold I was pretty happy.
My husband and I gathered with our fellow Canadian friends at one of our Canadian friend's houses. I was the only one out of 7 people cheering for team USA. It was a very exciting game and my eyes were glued to the TV.
Canada was a ahead the whole game but the US got a goal in seconds before the buzzer and it went into over time. I literally jumped in the air down to my knees with several fist pumps in the air. I was the lone one cheering. The Canadians in the room were all booing, but I didn't care, I was so shocked and excited.
Then minutes into overtime Canada got a goal in and won. I felt so sorry for the US goalie, he looked so upset and sad. Needless to say I was happy in the end because I didn't want to have to deal with a grumpy husband for the next week. And hockey really is Canada's sport and it was on their home turf so it would have been really sad if they didn't win.
I guess I learned from this game that no matter where you are in the world you will always have the pride of your country in your heart. Even when you are not in your own country, or maybe you will have even more. And I guess I found out that hockey isn't as boring as I thought.
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