It only took me a few decades, but I finally received a vital lesson in Being Canadian: how to play hockey. Good thing I already have a passport, because my form wouldn’t help my case if my citizenship was ever challenged. Luckily there seems to be a rink in every Calgary park, in case I need to work on my puck placement. Toque, Roots. Sweater, Gap. Jeans, Roots. Stick and skates, Bauer.