Two medals

Well yesterday was just insane.
In the morning we went to the rink early enough to catch the last flight of men practicing - super cool. Everyone warming up their quads and routine run throughs. It was sure getting us eager to see them skate that night.

The first event was the pairs finals. Such energy! The Canadians blew me away. They were grand. Sadly it's all sort of a blur. I cannot really remember what happened - other than I was thoroughly in awe of Moore-Towers and Moscovitch and Duhamel and Radford when they skated.
Then came the defending Germans who fell and poped their jumps.

World Champions triple twist

Wow. The crowd around us (myself included) was convinced that Radford and Duhamel had it. Not so, apparently the technical levels were higher for Savchenko and Szolkowy... the judges got booed quite loudly.

Interestingly enough, everything the judges score is immediately online after they are announced so the lady next to us would pull it up on her phone and tell everyone in our area what the downgrades were and why they were scored the way they were.

The last pair was fabulous, minus the trip after the throw schow. And they rightly won! It was fantastic.   And their reactions were just as great to watch! Duhamel and Radford came third! Some would ask why they came third... and would question the judging. I however, am over it.

We finally left the arena for the break between events. Before we hadn't had enough time to leave, and mum found a restaurant review in the county museum that peaked in her interest. Seems that place was super swanky as all the big wigs from US Skate were there for lunch, as well as Toller Cranston. We met up with Uncle Ron and Aunt Maureen at the Skate Canada tent. Seeing it convinced us that's where we should watch the ladies tonight - I donated our tickets to my cousin and her daughter for the Ladies finals tomorrow. I don't follow the ladies enough and both of them are involved in skating... perfect match. The daughter is who we gave our practice tickets to on Tuesday.

We went back into the rink for the men's finals. What a night. We were surrounded by former competitive skaters,  data specialists and other experts who provided their "expertise" comments - what was done, what level they were at, whether they were nice people, blah blah blah. Actually I wanted to ask the girl behind us to zip it because she was being so negative. No matter how well someone skated, she had something to say. Javier, Denis, Yuzuru, Misha, don't even get me started on their criticisms of  Aaron, Chan and Joubert. They all had personal vendettas against Joubert.

Kevin Reynolds entering the ice

The skating was great to watch, and Max Aaron, despite his lack of footwork (when he gets that I think he'll be a great skater) was thrilling! I loved his "clean hit"call in the kiss and cry after he hit the boards. Then Patrick took to the ice. The arena roared! Then he fell, and fell again, and the arena went silent and the energy was sucked out of the place. Honestly, I thought he was done. His astronomical score in the short saved him. And had Denis Ten not doubled his triple flip he would have passed Chan. Not taking anything away from either of them... but Ten's performance was just so entertaining! But, being the great Canadian that I am, I am thrilled Chan won his third championship.