through the eyes of the a70

A sea of red is what you would’ve seen on Sunday if you had been on the streets of Canada. It was just before 3pm that Sidney Crosby had scored the winning goal of the most highly anticipated hockey game of the Olympics. Canada had beat the USA 3-2 in OT. Even if you didn’t own a television OR internet, it would be pretty darn hard for you to not have known the outcome of the game, as you could hear the shouts of people in the neighbourhoods and streets, and honks of cars everywhere. I must admit, the whole city must’ve exploded. What a heart-stopping game!

It marked the last gold awarded at these winter Olympics, but some say it’s probably the only gold medal that mattered (hey, I didn’t say that!). Let’s face it, we’re a hockey nation – we wouldn’t have it any other way. So let the celebrations roll!

These were taken after I left my house to go to the mint to trade for a lucky loonie – and of course, they had run out of them. So instead, I strolled along the streets to see people spontaneously singing the national anthem, giving high fives and taking photos with strangers, and waving the maple leaf flag.

Not only was everyone celebrating the gold medal in hockey, we were celebrating an all-time record of 14 golds, 7 silvers, and 5 bronzes. It was a proud day in Canada!