Its arguably the most prestigious and sought after accomplishment in Canadian curling – to represent your country at the Olympics. From Dec. 1-8, the best rinks in the nation will get the chance to do so as the Roar of the Rings Canadian Curling Trials take place at the MTS Centre in Winnipeg. Which womens rink do you think has what it takes to represent Canada at the Olympic Games in February? It looks as though there is a changing of the guard taking place. The 2010 Olympic silver medalist, Cheryl Bernard, failed to qualify for the Trials as the eight-rink field is filled with young squads. Ottawas Rachel Homan looks to be the odds on favourite to head to Sochi in February. The 24-year-old won the Scotties Tournament of Hearts last year and has already won a Grand Slam event this year. Jennifer Jones will have the hometown crowd behind her as the Winnipeg native will try to qualify for the Olympics for the first time in her career. The 39-year-old is a four-time Scotties champion and also has a world championship in her back pocket. Chelsea Carey is also from Winnipeg and will look to use the crowd to her advantage. Stefanie Lawton is the lone representative from Saskatchewan and will make her second straight appearance at the Trials. Heather Nedohins foursome from Edmonton won the Scotties back in 2012 and hopes to qualify for the Olympics. Her husband, Dave Nedohin, will also be at the Trials playing third for Kevin Martin. Sherry Middaugh from Coldwater, Ont. is hoping she makes it to Sochi with her husband as well. Wayne Middaugh plays third for Glenn Howard. Albertas Val Sweeting and Renée Sonnenberg grabbed the last two spots at the Pre-Trials in Kitchener and will be looking to surprise some people. Sweeting, 26, upset former world champion Kelly Scott of B.C. in the last qualifier while Sonnenberg, who was Denmarks coach at the 2010 Olympics in Vancouver, only lost once all week. 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Maybe they will beat San Antonio. Maybe they will lose to Oklahoma City. Whatever. No. Big. Deal. (crickets) Okay, Im trying to be all nonchalant but this is actually VERY PERSONAL. I am holding back years of torment and contempt. Bile in my throat. Bags under my eyes. Ancient pain in my heart. In 2010, I learned to hate LeBron James. I had not hated anyone in sports so much, ever. Not Harold Ballard, not Michael Vick, not Vince Carter. On July 7, 2010, I considered LeBron James to be an excellent player, living up to the incalculable hype, even if I didnt care for his chronic uncalled traveling violations or his cloying media personality. By July 8, I wanted him dead (figuratively, obviously). That was the night of Mr. Jamess infamous "Decision" to leave Cleveland, when he would gather his many talents and massive entourage, and partner with Dwayne Wade, Chris Bosh and Pat Riley in South Beach, a notoriously undeserving sports town full of ray-soaked, disinterested seat-fillers. Courtesy: CelebBuzz Let me be clear. I was not a Cleveland Cavaliers fan and had, in fact, driven quickly most times I passed through Ohio. I was, and still am, a staunch Baltimore Ravens supporter, about as natural an enemy to a Cleveland sports fan as there is. But on that Thursday night, I drank from a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame collectors tumbler. On that night, I became an ardent fan of something I to this day refer to as “Team 29”. That is, any team playing LeBron. I had been a basketball nomad ever since the previous low point of my fandom: February 24, 1994, the day my beloved Atlanta Hawks traded my childhood wallpaper, Dominique Wilkins, to the Los Angeles Clippers. I still shudder at the memory. When the Toronto Basketball Club chose to name itself the "Raptors" instead of a self-respecting choice like "Towers" or "Huskies", I could never entirely settle in with my newly formed local. But, on that fateful day in 2010, I was granted asylum. I finally had a home. Team 29. Whoever was playing LeBron. My animosity burrowed deep. In a hushed tone, I admit to making the 500-kilometre December journey to wintery Northern Ohio - on my own - to assist the locals in ushering in Jamess return to Cleveland. You may revisit my chronicle of that journey here and my subsequent delirious celebration later that season when Team 29, AKA the Dallas Mavericks, triumphed over Miami in thee Finals.dddddddddddd The day after LeBrons defeat, a sigh of aching relief passed through my lips. A burden lifted. I had not noticed, but my loathing had become an appendage. I dragged it around like a boil on my cheek. Suddenly, it was lanced. Even though it meant losing part of my identity, I simply didnt have the hate in me anymore. LeBron was too talented for me to despise. I dragged around some residue resentment the next year, but I was going through the motions. I didnt want to be on the wrong side of history as the greatest player since Jordan did the requisite great things. But even as I reconciled my feelings for LeBron, I felt a familiar twinge, something which made me continue rooting against him. And, as Ive certainly foreshadowed, it was relatively easy to pinpoint what it was. I cant stand the Miami Heat. I harbour an endless depth of loathing towards LeBrons brethren in South Beach, particularly the ever-whining Dwyane Wade, who was gifted the 2006 Finals by the most biased refereeing this side of of an Ante Sapina soccer match. Ive had it with the cluster of Ray Allen-come-lately veterans looking for a coattail ring in the Florida sun. Ive seen too many of Pat Rileys Armani suits. You may enjoy luxuriating on South Beach, but attend a game in south Florida and tell me those spoiled, limp crowds deserve their seven major championships. But whats to be done? It would be great if the Raptors met the Heat in the second round. 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I also hate puppies and hugs.(B) Team 29, because I am a good and decent person. ' ' '