The Winter Olympics are a cheerful reminder that sometimes we can know too much about sport.
Every rugby test victory in this country is accompanied by relentless analysis of how the wheels could fall off the All Blacks juggernaut in future. Even in a good summer for our national cricket team, fans worry — with some justification — that another catastrophic batting collapse is never far away. (Not tonight though!)
Yet most of us have no such reservations about watching the Winter Olympics because we are blissfully ignorant of the finer details.
Who knew that watching curling could be so addictive? Or that a pesky rail could have so much influence on our snowboarders' chances? To some extent the same thing happens during the summer Olympics as we acquire a newfound enthusiasm every four years for gymnastics and swimming.
But we usually understand how most of these sports work and can cheer for New Zealand athletes who are serious medal contenders. There is no such luxury with winter sports. We are well out of our comfort zone, which makes the voyage of discovery so much more fun.