You have to understand, during an Olympic fortnight, all I do is watch this stuff. I present, under the “So bad it’s freaking AWESOME” category, Khokholva and Novitski. They are the gift that keeps on giving.
THIS IS HOW YOU SKATE TO FIREBIRD. Like the ghost of Stravinsky himself just lit a fire and stuck an Anton Chigurh cattle prod up your ass.
Please know I am not serious, in that I heartily approve of the gold medalists, but I do love this horrific shite and it amuses me to no end.
In other news, if I don’t get a job soon, bring on the food stamps and government cheese. Does it matter that I’m lactose intolerant?
I thought not.