I curled once in my life: the company I worked for took everybody out to the curling rink and paid for the hot dogs and beer, and the departments played against each other without knowing what the heck we were doing.
It was fun, I thought as I did it, and a little trickier than it looks, but why do they call it a "sport"? It was so physically easy...
I spend the next two days in bed, every single muscle in my legs, calf, butt, abs, shoulder and lower back screaming at me. It's a sport all right.
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