Song Of The Day 7/30/2016: Andrew Murdison – “The Curler’s Song”

Wide Room of Sports – As far as I'm concerned this is the mother lode of the week. This is what I camp out for during the Winter Olympics. Curling. A slow-moving competition decided by centimeters, brush bristles and a bunch of Arctic-acclimated professionals screaming. It's shuffleboard with heft. Bocci as played by fitness center assistant managers and sous chefs. The last sport in the world in which its players are allowed to have feathered hair. Comparisons of curling against any other sport in the world can be curtailed with one factoid: Curling was invented in medieval Scotland. That's it. End of debate. Nobody did more stuff harder than medieval Scots. Curling was the biggest lure of living in North Dakota before the current oil boom. It's played in whispers and won in orgasms. Someday I hope to curl. Maybe you'll join me. It's curling. Catch it. Actually, no, get out of the way, you're in its path.