Of course, we're guilty of calling football 'soccer', while the local NA (north of the Mexican border) versions should only be called American or Canadian football. And then there's John's type, Australian rules football, which I gather is a sight to behold.
This brings up the point that durulz winter sports have been unfairly neglected. They may well play a version of hockey.
But I believe that they play the game of a million Canadians, Curling! The sweepers would, of course, use the great old corn broom (actually made with sorghum, for those who think that's a Lunar plot), for it's wonderful evocation of the wingbeats of a great flock taking off. Include real feathers for luck, if you wish.
There's probably a dwarven connection for getting the right stone for the rocks these days, but in simpler days, tossing anchor rocks (with convenient handles attached) was probably good enough. There's bound to be lots of nicely rounded stones in the riverbeds.
Lastly, there is the standard custom of heading off to the pub (called the Eleventh End at all the Briers) after, with the local custom of 'winner buy loser'. (My teams have been getting free drinks for years...) Which brings up another Durulz connection. The Brier, of course, was named after Macdonald's Brier Tobacco. Folks, it's obvious. Durulz curl!
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