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Sarah Jenkins let the stone go. The granite, polished by a thousand games, began its slow, mathematical crawl down the 150-foot sheet. Her partner, Mike Kan, furiously scrubbed the pebbled ice in front of it, his brush a blur of orange nylon. The roar of the crowd was not a roar at all—it was a rising tide of gasps.

The silence shattered. The crowd exploded. Mike Kan threw his broom into the air. Sarah Jenkins, face flushed, punched her fist once—a sharp, contained victory. tsn live curling

On the broadcast, Vic Rauter finally let loose: Sarah Jenkins let the stone go

In living rooms from Victoria to St. John’s, hands paused over remote controls. A bartender in a Calgary pub turned up the volume. A father in a Halifax basement put down his soldering iron. On TSN’s 4K feed, the tracer line—a digital ghost—followed the stone’s predicted path: a gentle curl toward the button, a kiss on the guard, a violent collision. The roar of the crowd was not a