“Some people skate to Romeo and Juliet, but she is Juliet.”
NBC’s Sandra Bezic on Sasha Cohen.
4 thoughts on “Best line of the Olympics, so far”
Ugh, they could not kiss Sasha’s ass enough, apparently. She does what anyone could have predicted, based on her past, and falls on her first two jumps, thus completely blowing it. But all they could say was how “brave” she was for finishing her program.
What was she supposed to do, just stop, throw up her hands and say “Oh well!” with a crooked grin?
Agreed. Sandra Bezic couldn’t even pass up the corny line she (in a moment of clarity, I’m certain) thought up seven weeks ago, after learning Sasha Cohen would be skating to Romeo & Juliet. It stood out in my mind for different reasons than Newmexiken, I guess. Juliet just fell on her butt!
“Juliet just slipped and fell on the knife” might have been more apropos. (And now I’m no better.) Instead, we had to be reminded that Americans are the only true Artists of the Ice in this otherwise robotic world.
(Of course, I saw none of this. I was watching Die Hard and chewing tobacco.)
Earlier in the week my husband and I were watching the ice dancing competition. One couple had a one-point deduction on their final score and I commented that I hadn’t noticed them fall down. My husband replied, “Maybe they missed a required element.”
Ugh, they could not kiss Sasha’s ass enough, apparently. She does what anyone could have predicted, based on her past, and falls on her first two jumps, thus completely blowing it. But all they could say was how “brave” she was for finishing her program.
What was she supposed to do, just stop, throw up her hands and say “Oh well!” with a crooked grin?
Agreed. Sandra Bezic couldn’t even pass up the corny line she (in a moment of clarity, I’m certain) thought up seven weeks ago, after learning Sasha Cohen would be skating to Romeo & Juliet. It stood out in my mind for different reasons than Newmexiken, I guess. Juliet just fell on her butt!
“Juliet just slipped and fell on the knife” might have been more apropos. (And now I’m no better.) Instead, we had to be reminded that Americans are the only true Artists of the Ice in this otherwise robotic world.
(Of course, I saw none of this. I was watching Die Hard and chewing tobacco.)
NewMexiKen will remind you that I also posted Bill Plaschke’s column on Ms. Cohen.
Hee hee, “watching Die Hard.”
Earlier in the week my husband and I were watching the ice dancing competition. One couple had a one-point deduction on their final score and I commented that I hadn’t noticed them fall down. My husband replied, “Maybe they missed a required element.”
It’s like I don’t even know him at all.