2011 was a bitterly cold year, and Rutabaga Curl staff worked feverishly to clear the court of drifted snow before the games began. Protesters were out in force, as it has apparently become an annual tradition to disparage this annual tradition. With a new court set up on the lakeside wing of the market pavilion, athletes had little time to practice, and as a result many stray rutabagas went crashing into the onlookers, to the amusement of all. Our finishers this year were a unique bunch. There was farmer Michael Glos, who received the bronze medal while standing in for his brother, who placed in the finals but had left before he could compete further.
Taking the silver was 10-year-old James Harrod, a first-time Curler who nevertheless managed to beat out dozens of his elders.
And finishing with the gold medal was Steve Paisley, a longtime Curler whose dedication to the event is so great that he competed with the frozen rutabaga with which he placed second with in 2009. As this was not against our rules, we allowed the games to go forward, but we currently have a committee examining our frozen rutabaga policies.
The curl ended in traditional epic fashion, with a grand display of victory and a round of gentle questioning for the victors, who said they couldn't feel their fingers and asked to step off the dais and away from the bitter cold, which we granted them.