Watching 2010 Olympic Gold Medal Game One More Time

Four years less a month ago, as hard as it is to believe, Sidney Crosby scored the Golden Goal to cap off, for us Canadians anyway, the greatest Olympic experience of our lives.

They like to say every Canadian, all 35 million of us, watched that game. That is of course an exaggeration. I know for a fact that at least one Canadian didn't see the game. It was my dad.

My dad was doing some contract work with the CN crews in Northern British Columbia. He pretty much spent the entire Olympics at work, outside in the wet, cold winter. I can't remember exactly what he was doing, but I don't think it was a train wreck, so it wasn't a life and death task exactly. I remember being mad because the crew opted to work that Sunday and then take a week off. Why couldn't they have just taken that day off, too? The biggest hockey game in a generation was being played that day. This was not something to be missed.

My dad did miss the game. He missed a lot of hockey games over the years. He missed a lot of other far more important events, too. 

But now he is retired. And tonight I'm going to watch the 2010 Olympic gold medal game with my dad. Just like it should have been four years ago.

I promise I will do my best to not spoil the ending.