As my eyes slowly began to open the sunlight pierced my lids and I knew something was different.
For starters, it's February and I believe, by law, the sun is banned from sight until March. But as we were soon to see, this was not an ordinary day.
More proof of this was the fact that, on this Sunday, everyone went to church. Not that musty building where people take fictional characters way too seriously. But the true Canadian church of hockey.
The evening prior, everyone made plans to congregate in front of a TV. A typical conversation.
"Do you watch hockey?" "No, but I'm going to watch the game tomorrow."
This wasn't just a hockey game, this wasn't just an Olympic game, this was Canada vs. those bastards who have turned our beloved NHL into Disney on ice.
Bars were packed to standing room only, and all across the county every TV, and radio held the attention of a nation.
I was invited to a chili party in the heart of Valleycliffe. In true Squamish style I was running behind, so I caught the opening face off at home. Then, after the first Yankee goal I high tailed it to the party. Along the way what I heard was fantastic. Just out the door, I hear cars honking and wild cheers coming out from seemingly, every window. Then again just as I pull into my destination I was informed immediately that, sure enough, Canada scored twice! The next two hours were nail biting hockey at it's best. Not happy with a mere win, the boys keep on the heat and truly spanked some Yankee ass.
Once the whistle blew, the country went nuts! Pat Quinn even threw out his gum and finally stopped chewing! Wayne Gretzky actually swore! All the while the air outside was a medley of car horns, passionate yells and the unmistakable sound of very happy drunks.
So it was 2:00, the day had just begun and already we were on top of the world. Personally, I think ever day should start like that. I want to wake up every day and watch Canada kick USAss.
Plans called for a concert in the city so we headed down the road amongst countless cars waving Canadian flags all the while people, rightly so, couldn't stop saying BEST DAY EVER!
You know it's a great day when at the end of the night, I loose my voice. But it's no wonder, I mean how often can you go up to people, yell in their face and all they do is smile and yell in excitement right back!
I don't like yelling in peoples faces but I sure love to make people smile, and on Sunday it was like shooting smiling fish in a barrel!
Some are saying that it should be made a national holiday. Well if it's recognized as such or not, you can guarantee that not another February 24th will pass without me raising a pint and screaming at the top of my lungs. CANADA KICKS ASS!