
*insert crazed war whoop*
I composed this latest American sentence mere seconds after Sidney Crosby scored the tie-breaking goal for Olympic gold in the most stressful hockey game ever.
Hats off to uber-amazing US goalie Ryan Miller and the agressive American team who forced me to physically hold a hand over my view of the Canadian net throughout the entire game. Interactive audience participation - what can I say?
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Olympic gold so tough to grasp, making victory all the sweeter.
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Sunday, February 28, 2010
Poetry Train Monday - 141 - American sentence 3
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 1:20 PM
Labels: American sentence, Gold medal, Hockey, Olympics, Poetry Train, Sidney Crosby, Team Canada
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Poetry Train Monday - 140 - American sentence 2

I waited until the hockey game was over before writing this for the Poetry Train. I was hoping I would have a much different American sentence to craft.
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History always repeats itself, even if it takes fifty years.
Photo by Harry How
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 1:07 PM
Labels: American sentence, Hockey, Olympics, Poetry Train
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