Flying Tomatoes, Fast Sausages, and Curling

I love the Winter Olympics! The insanity of the luge, the sleekness of the bobsleds, the edge of disaster downhill, the skill of hockey the way it was meant to be played, the grace of figure skating, the powerful fluidity of speedskating, the inexplicable oddity of curling, and even the drug-test-defying snowboarders.

The summer games are probably the most classic tests of athletic prowess, but the little kid in me is always absolutely sucked in by the Winter Olympiad. Maybe it has something to do with the snow and ice, lending a layer of purity to sport. After all, snowboarders might toke, but they don't tend to dope like their summer compatriots. Or maybe the little kid in me just likes to see people playing around in the snow like we all did on the roof in DC this weekend.