By Rod Mickleburgh, The Globe and Mail
VANCOUVER – Jeff Maystruck lined up early, dressed in green like all good Saskatchewan Roughrider fanatics.
Green sneakers, green jockey shorts on the outside of his green tights, green football jersey, green cape and, of course, the signature green watermelon perched on his head.
But there was something wrong with this picture. It was February and Mr. Maystruck was going to watch curling.
“I love curling,” said Mr. Maystruck, a 25-year-old marketing strategist from Regina. “Why not have a little fun and get the crowd going?”
Actually, that hasn’t been a problem at the spanking new Olympic curling venue, where the constant din from unexpectedly raucous fans has unsettled some curlers used to peace and quiet, stoked others and given a whole new meaning to the sport’s nickname, “the roaring game.”