I watched the Canada vs US game on the big screens outside the Plaza of Nations and Molson Hockey House, and had a great time. The crowd was awesome - everyone in red or a flag or with a handmade sign.
These are the screns outside Molson Hockey Place. The cheapest tickets to get in are $100 and you have to buy your own beer. So I was outside.
(Let's not talk about the number of times my hands flew to my face, or the top of my head in disbelief we hadn't freaking scored. At one point I said out loud "I don't know if my nerves can take this." The random couple next to me agreed. Jesus.)
The consensus on the Skytrain ride home (the quietest, saddest skytrain ride I have ever taken - no one was really talking, and those of us who were were speaking in hushed tones like we were at some sort of funeral) was that Ryan Miller is some kind of incredible, freaky, hockey-playing robot. Props to him - he played an amazing game. It was 45-23 shots on goal, Canada -US, so to be fair he was phenomenal all things considered.
Also, he is a cylon.