So, you know that God-awful Russian song wot won Eurovision the other night? Remember the ice-skater? I was convinced he wasn't skating on real ice. He didn't move right for it to be ice, and neither did the two musicians, neither of whom had ice skates on, and one of which had bare feet. So. I thought they were on some kind of *special substance*, for which I was laughed at mightily. I still don't know the answer, although apparently there is such a thing as plastic ice.
But anyway, never mind that. In the process of some very desultory investigations, I came across
this, which is just the best ice skating routine EVER, and done by the same bloke. Very funny indeed. Apparently he won a gold medal for it. I do hope that's true.
Oh, and before you get too hot and bothered... the muscles are only a costume.
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I don't know about 'hot and bothered' but I clicked the link before I'd finished reading your post. I was a bit shocked at the size of his ... muscles.
That was lovely - I had to turn it off halfway through but I hope to return later to discover
a) if he tripped over that gold-lame waistcoat he flung down (which I secretly and shamefully rather hope he did) and
b) if he then stripped off the muscles as well
Unless the rules have changed recently you're not allowed to have music with lyrics for your actual do-i-get-a-medal competition entry routines. The video is clealy of a post-competition gala which is where all the medal winers get to do crowd-pleasing and lot necessarily competition-legal routines: as here. So he probably got a gold medal, but not with this routine.
He is the current world champion!
And it was real ice too.
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