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Really? I found it to be an insipid piece of overly sentimental trash, but that's just me.
think about it this way - we've been hearing it for the past 17 days (granted, not the entire thing, but the first ~7 seconds) and suddenly, it's just gone
i miss it
and it must not be just me, since i already got 3 pm's about it
so i'll bump it just incase people miss it since it was a page back
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Originally Posted by - kT
i missed hearing the CTV theme of I Believe (the instrumental version they played everytime they went to commercial break), so i youtubed it and then spent an hour finding an mp3 download
finally found it
if anybody wants it, shoot me a pm and i'll send you it
incase anybody was wondering what i was talking about
i don't think you guys are reading what i wrote :P
the mp3 i have isn't the one with the girl singing it, it's the instrumental version that CTV played everytime they went to commercial break and etc.
think about it this way - we've been hearing it for the past 17 days (granted, not the entire thing, but the first ~7 seconds) and suddenly, it's just gone
Good riddance, I say. The song is just not believable when it's sung by a 15 year old, no matter how good she can belt out a tune. Kind of like when a 14 year old Leanne Rimes sang "How Do I Live Without You?" Yes, she had an amazing voice, but the song didn't sound genuine coming from a 14 year old. Trisha Yearwood was much more genuine. "I Believe" is just another drab pop song. I don't think it will have the same legacy as David Foster's theme for the 1988 Calgary Olympics, "Winter Games". Just my opinion, of course.
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Good riddance, I say. The song is just not believable when it's sung by a 15 year old, no matter how good she can belt out a tune. Kind of like when a 14 year old Leanne Rimes sang "How Do I Live Without You?" Yes, she had an amazing voice, but the song didn't sound genuine coming from a 14 year old. Trisha Yearwood was much more genuine. "I Believe" is just another drab pop song. I don't think it will have the same legacy as David Foster's theme for the 1988 Calgary Olympics, "Winter Games". Just my opinion, of course.
reading is your friend
the link i gave (and the mp3 i'm sending out) isn't the one with the girl singing, it's the little clip that CTV plays before commercial breaks (but the entire song) - it's instrumental
check the youtube link in the post if you have no idea what i'm talking about
reading is your friend
the link i gave (and the mp3 i'm sending out) isn't the one with the girl singing, it's the little clip that CTV plays before commercial breaks (but the entire song) - it's instrumental
check the youtube link in the post if you have no idea what i'm talking about
I know. I'm talking about both. It got so repetitive it was sickening.
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This story nearly brought a tear to my eye this morning:
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Hockey celebration: Joyous Canadians take their game to the streets
By Collette O’Reilly, Special to The Sun March 3, 2010
VANCOUVER — We peeled ourselves away from our two-week addiction to our televisions and headed to the streets Sunday to hear the roar, the horns, and join in the celebration of our lifetimes.
As it did in neighbourhoods across Canada, in the middle of West Broadway, a street-hockey game broke out surrounded by a swirl of Maple Leaf shirts, uplifted voices, and a flurry of flying Canadian flags. Big kids were little kids again! Instead of calling “Car!” the crowd had to call “Bus!” as a Broadway bus tried to squeeze past, itself filled to the rim with fans sporting red jerseys and big smiles.
The police didn’t try to stop the crowd and instead stopped traffic to let the crowd grow, play, and celebrate.
What elation! As I watched the street-hockey game, I welled with pride to be a Canadian and with the pleasure of calling Vancouver my home. The goalie, who was being peppered with two pucks and one ratty tennis ball, was rewarded with a resounding “LOU!” when he made a save.
Then amid this fevered stick-clashing and sneaker-squeaking chaos the goalie grabbed the pucks and stopped play. He backed off the big kids and urged forward the little kids.
As they reluctantly stepped forward, the goalie placed a puck in front of a three-year-old, three-foot-tall girl, handed her an adult-length hockey stick and told her it was “her turn.”
We all watched as her little arms could barely hold the stick, much less swing it. She dragged it along the pavement towards the puck and … she missed. The goalie moved the puck over to give her a better chance. She swung and again missed.
Each miss brought agony to the crowd and strengthened our need to see her “Shoot and Score!” Some of the players moved in, thinking she would never be able to hit it and the big kids should get back to playing. But the goalie stood up for her right to play and held them off. Talking only to the little girl, he told her to swing as hard as she could.
She took the stick back on an impossible line, she dragged the stick towards the puck with all her might, and somehow she made contact.
The goalie lifted his stick and dramatically threw himself across the net to make the save. All eyes watched the puck wobble under his stick and … she scored! The crowd roared! Flashes of cameras from all directions, flags flying, everyone right in the moment, cheering. We all knew that he had given her the goal, but the magic was that she didn’t know.
The little girl smiled wide with a couple teeth missing, just like the pros. She looked up in awe at the faces of the adults cheering for her and then turned to her mom, giggling and stamping her feet with joy.
It was just one goal on one magic day, but perhaps this goal inspired her just like the earlier goal inspired all of us.
We were all proud of our goalies, both Lou and this anonymous street hero. Our goalie, of course, encouraged all the other kids to take a shot and go for gold too!
I tapped his shoulder offering to send him some photos I had taken. He said, “That would be great! My name is Alex. I’m a teacher with the Vancouver school board.”
Alex: Canadian, teacher, and already working to inspire our 2026 Winter Olympians.
The police didn’t try to stop the crowd and instead stopped traffic to let the crowd grow, play, and celebrate.
In reading that...seriously, props to the police for keeping everything safe while we had fun. Other than the liquor stores shutting down early and busting a few seriously rowdy drunks here and there, they did a fantastic job letting us have fun. I high-fived quite a few cops during the Olympics.
Cops usually get bashed by some media and people but during the games they did one amazing job and deserve a lot of credit for letting fans enjoy the festivities without much police interference. I also read that police went around and talked with fans before the game started which set a happy and fun mood amongst all the cops and the crowd.
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Trinity: "DUDE WTF ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU INSANE?!?!?!?
Your balls are sensitive things!! They shouldn't be played around with, at least not like that, and you should NOT BE DIPPING THEM IN AFTERSHAVE! Oh my god, I feel sorry for your balls!"
ODC: "Wrong, a roots type blower will produce max boost from 0rpm to redline."
Iceman_19: "A roots makes zero boost at zero rpm, lol"
Ulic Qel-Droma: "haha go google image big black dick. or black cock. i forgot which term i used. it's one of the many."
I agree, they deserve a lot of credit for letting the fans enjoy the festivities.
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Originally Posted by Jah Gekko
Cops usually get bashed by some media and people but during the games they did one amazing job and deserve a lot of credit for letting fans enjoy the festivities without much police interference. I also read that police went around and talked with fans before the game started which set a happy and fun mood amongst all the cops and the crowd.
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Trinity: "DUDE WTF ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU INSANE?!?!?!?
Your balls are sensitive things!! They shouldn't be played around with, at least not like that, and you should NOT BE DIPPING THEM IN AFTERSHAVE! Oh my god, I feel sorry for your balls!"
ODC: "Wrong, a roots type blower will produce max boost from 0rpm to redline."
Iceman_19: "A roots makes zero boost at zero rpm, lol"
Ulic Qel-Droma: "haha go google image big black dick. or black cock. i forgot which term i used. it's one of the many."
Here's how it breaks down: a gold medal is made of 550 grams of silver covered with 6 grams of gold, a silver medal is made of 41 grams of copper and 509 grams of silver, and a bronze medal is made of a mix of mostly copper with some tin and zinc. This means that in today's market a gold medal is worth approx $494, a silver medal $260, and a bronze medal just $3.
If we are not able to ask skeptical questions, to interrogate those who tell us that something is true; to be skeptical of those in authority, then we're up for grabs..
-Carl Sagan