a bitter, bitter, sweet day

I just finished watching Canada get shut out by the Russians in the men's ice hockey quarter finals, and I feel like I have been kicked in the gut by a evil donkey. It is not just the loss, but magnitude of the Canadian loss. There were a few moment of life, and even a goal for the Canadians that came just after the referee had blown his whistle, but in the end the Russians were clearly the better team. There was only one player who really shone for the Canadians and that was Martin Brodeur.

The worst thing about this loss is that it will, likely, overshadow Canada's best day at the 2006 Winter Olympics. Our team has already won four medals today, including two golds. This is incredible day in so many respects, but this is not a great day. Canada has done well on many fronts, but there is one medal that shines more in my eyes than all the rest - men's hockey gold - and that dream is no more.