I haven’t been keeping up with the winter Olympics as much as I probably should, but I’ve watched enough to see Bob Costa’s oozing red eye (thanks, HDTV!), see a couple of boarders bite it on the ice, and tear up at the commercials of the 5-year olds dominating ski slopes. (I clearly need to go tiger mother on Isaiah now because all he wants to do is make poop out of play doh.) But as a Korean-American, I would be terribly remiss not to give a shout out to Korea’s darling ice queen: Yuna Kim (pronounced Yun-ah by true Korean standards).
Good luck, Yuna! Your short program yesterday was exquisite and brought tears of unashamed joy to your countrymen and women all across the world. You are loved and can do no wrong. All my guy friends want to date you and all my girl friends want to be your best friend. Koreans everywhere feel their pulse quicken when you step out on the ice, hold their breath with every triple axle you jump, and break out in a nervous sweat with every landing. Did you make the full rotation? Please don’t say that was an edge violation. Damn you slow motion!
Since I’m working from home today, I will probably be able to see her skate live from Sochi. That is, if my heart can take it. Can you imagine, another gold medal for the reigning champion? Bless her! Regardless of the outcome, we will be proud! And we will still continue to buy Samsung because she endorses it.
Yuna! Yuna! Yuna!
On an additional note, I’m super excited and super nervous about Korea hosting the 2018 winter Olympics. Korea — fighting!!
Robbed! Not cool, Russia. Not cool. Yuna please don’t retire. We will show them in 2018!