I am not an Olympics person, for the most part. I’m not even a sports person, beyond a vague oh, is that happening, I hope the team I feel the slightest allegiance to do well I guess feeling during something like the World Cup (soccer edition); I’m lacking the DNA that makes me able to pay attention for entire competitions and remain engaged for that entire time. They’re doing their thing and they’re doing it well and I’m impressed by that but I’m afraid I’m not going to be watching it, sorry.
That said, I am a sucker for a good story, so after Alysia Liu won gold for figure skating and it prompted all manner of discourse about the fact that she’d previously retired from figure skating (at 16!) and then un-retired after she realized that she actually enjoyed the skating and just didn’t like all the pressure that surrounded it, only to come back and win on her own terms, I thought, huh. I want to go see her performance now.
Here’s the thing: I don’t get figure skating, per se. I mean, I understand the mechanics of the sport and that skaters get graded on specific moves and such, but I don’t understand why one thing that looks impressive and graceful and beautiful to me is marked lower than someone else’s performance because of some nuance I can’t see… so I kind of went into the video thinking, I hope it’s fun. And then I realized she was dancing to Donna Summer’s disco version of “MacArthur Park,” and I thought, fun achieved.
More than that, though, there’s a genuine infectious joy in her performance — she seems to be enjoying herself and playing on the ice, to the point where I found myself laughing along with her as I watched. Who doesn’t want to see someone loving what they do, and doing it so well, after all?
A day after I saw the performance, someone linked to this post-win interview with Liu, where she says the following: “The thing is, what I like to share about myself is, my story, my art and my creative process… And I guess messing up doesn’t take away from that. It’s still something. It’s still a story. You know, a bad story is still a story. And I think that’s beautiful. So there’s no way to lose.”
There’s something in “a bad story is still a story” that’s going to echo around in my head for awhile, I think. If it’s an attitude that can make you win Olympic medals, what else can it do?




