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Olympic potential
Feb. 19th, 2010 08:45 amSometimes, you know. You can see it. You get that tingle at the back of your neck and think, "That was magic! This kid could go far." Maybe you mention it to the person sitting in the rink with you. Maybe you don't. But you make a mental note and you watch. You think you've seen an Olympic champion figure skater.
The first time I can remember that feeling was at the Bright Arena at Harvard in the Fall of 1993. There was a tiny girl from California in a plain Pepto-Bismol pink costume, with a story of having gone out while her coach was away, against his wishes, and taken her senior skating test. She had that spark, that speed, that confidence...that something. We all mentioned it that night. And for years afterwards. Her name was Michelle Kwan. Everyone knows her name now.
I got the same feeling in the Fall of 2004. There was this gangly boy - way too tall to be a contender. We'd seen him before, but there was something different this year. ( Read more... ) It sure was fun to see that potential realized last night!
The first time I can remember that feeling was at the Bright Arena at Harvard in the Fall of 1993. There was a tiny girl from California in a plain Pepto-Bismol pink costume, with a story of having gone out while her coach was away, against his wishes, and taken her senior skating test. She had that spark, that speed, that confidence...that something. We all mentioned it that night. And for years afterwards. Her name was Michelle Kwan. Everyone knows her name now.
I got the same feeling in the Fall of 2004. There was this gangly boy - way too tall to be a contender. We'd seen him before, but there was something different this year. ( Read more... ) It sure was fun to see that potential realized last night!
