It was goose bumps seeing Canada walking out. I haven't seen that in my lifetime. It was surreal. This time around he will again be at home but also very much at the heart of the action in two cities that are dear to him.
Canada Soccer is inviting Italian-Canadians to get behind the home team, offering a jersey swap on April 4 in Toronto's Little Italy district. Fans can exchange their Italy jerseys for Canadian ones, promoting support for Canada in the upcoming World Cup.
I've thought about it so much, Larkin said. It's what everyone wanted, this matchup in a gold-medal game. Yeah, I've thought about it a lot. Those thoughts become reality Sunday when the North American countries that have become the preeminent global hockey powerhouses face off in a titanic final of a best-vs.-best tournament with many of the NHL's biggest stars. The U.S. against Canada on the biggest stage in sports should be hard-hitting, quick-skating, must-see entertainment.
On Feb. 22, Hughes scored the overtime goal to clinch USA Hockey's dramatic gold medal win over Canada in the Winter Olympics in Milan. It was Team USA's first men's hockey gold since the "Miracle on Ice" in 1980.
MILAN - The contrast after it was over - after your stomach did quadruple axels for three hours, after gold seemed won for Canada and won for the United States and back again - stood as the perfect representation not only for what had just played out, but for what it meant. To two countries. To two teams. To an arena that had long since gnawed its fingernails to the nub.
The Milano-Cortina Winter Olympics are ending with a bang as the U.S. and Canada are set to battle it out for the gold medal in men's hockey. While the match is taking place in the early hours of Sunday, several places in Toronto are opening up their doors and beer taps for excited fans ahead of the puck drop at 8:10 a.m.
I grew up in a hockey town where there was no escaping Canada's beloved sport. Our suburban streets doubled as rinks; the choppy slap of tennis balls reverberating against hockey sticks a constant sound. As pre-teens, my friends and I would put on lip gloss and tight jeans to hang out at the Friday night junior hockey games. I still find comfort in the sound of skate blades slicing across ice and that sweaty, chemical odour of public arenas.
