Two things make me want to hurl: the stylized, homogeneous, pseudo-glam shots of skaters that litter the broadcasts and when the networks try to do "up close and personal" segments on non-US/Canadian skaters. You know, the one where Slutskaya/Plushenko/Yagudin, etc. walk along the banks of the Neva in dead winter (instead of the California beach), ruminating on the meaning of life and skating. Regardless of the skater's country, these spots are PR pandering all the way.


As much as I love Michelle's skating, I agree. There is such a thing as overexposure.

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