I was okay last night, but today, I find myself very emotional. As a fan of figure skating, the ramifications of yesterday are going to reach far and long. It's not just the next decade worth of breakout talent that could have gone to world championships and Olympics, it's the coaches who could have trained dozens in that time, it's those kids who could have skated for years and then been coaches themselves for decades, or gone on to sports journalism.
It's a cross section of the sport, from early nineties world champions down to bright eyed ten year olds, and nobody in this sport in the world is going to be unaffected by this.
The diversity of the kids lost upsets me. Historically, figure skating, like gymnastics, has been a very white sport, but the last couple of decades has seen a blossoming of talent from all kinds of backgrounds and heritage. It's made it all the better. And every one of these kids lost was bringing something of themselves to the sport, and had the potential to bring so much more, to grow it and change it in beautiful and unexpected ways.
Yeah, as a skate fan, I'm grieving.
MOO