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February 17, 2006
>After four long years of waiting, the moment is almost upon us. Next week, the best female figure skaters in the world will compete for the gold medal. And I am about to pee my pants with excitement.
I’ve tuned in and out of the other Winter Olympics events. But women’s figure skating… Well, I’ve already informed my husband that both the short and long programs are Must See TV.
“Yeah, okay,” he said lightly. “Whatever.”
I couldn’t blame him. Although I talk the talk when it comes to television viewing, I rarely actually watch the shows I claim to love most. But this. This was different.
“Hubs, I’m serious,” I said. “Nothing can make me miss women’s figure skating. It’s like… It’s like a USC game.”
Hubs’ face sobered. For him, USC games are a near religious experience. Missing one would be almost as bad as missing your own wedding. “I understand,” he said with a somber nod. “But why don’t you watch figure skating the rest of the year? It’s on all the time.”
“Pfft,” I said dismissively. “Child’s play. I mean, I like the World Championships,” I qualified, “But most of the other stuff is just exhibition skating. There has to be competition involved for me to watch. And…” I hesitated, embarrassed.
“And what?”
“And falling,” I finished lamely.
“Ohhhhh,” Hubs said. “Schadenfreude.”
“The what?”
“Schadenfreude,” he repeated. “It’s German for secretly taking pleasure in others’ misfortune.”
I wanted to deny it, but there was some truth to his diagnosis. The excitement, the anxiety, the hot flashes I feel when I watch Sasha Cohen or especially that damned Irina Slutskaya skate are totally based on whether they will fall. In front of the judges. In front of the the audience. In front of the world.
Yep. Schadenfreude.
I’m not entirely heartless. When a beautiful skater ruins her makeup crying beside her coach afterward, I cry with her. I feel her pain. And when one of the girls skates beautifully and flawlessly, I cry too. Tears of sheer sentimentality. But oh man, I loves me some schadenfreude.
I should warn you that my schadenfreude doesn’t cross genders. When a man falls while figure skating, he just gets pissy. I have never had any patience for a pissy man. No, only a woman can be depended on to give us a few choked sobs, a little bit o’ fist-biting, and in my favorite schadenfreude episode ever, the famous Face-That-Has-Sucked-a-Thousand-Lemons.
I realize that Tonya Harding is probably a once-in-a-lifetime occurance. But I don’t know…. Sasha Cohen has been giving that little upstart Emily Hughes some pretty bitchy looks lately. Whatever the case, next Tuesday and Thursday nights, you know where I’ll be. In front of the television, Kleenexes handy, schadenfreuding my way to the Gold.
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>Oh me too! I love it. I was actually just online trying to find out what night they start right before I went to your site!Nothing can probably have more schadenfreud than that Kerrigan/Harding year, but there’s always something interesting. I haven’t even watched the Olympics yet this year, which is odd. Don’t you remember in the 80s when everyone watched everything and it was such a huge deal? What happened to that? Kind of sad really…
>I’ll be right there schadenfreuding with you. I am so secretly evil that way. I also do the same thing with the couples/pairs skating. I just hold my breath waiting for the fall but I would never wish injury on anyone. It is ok to crash and burn but don’t be falling on or under the other skate blades.It took how long for the world to see Harding and Carrigan are really mirror images of one another? Carrigan was/is just as low down and dirty in my book as Harding was/is.
>oh no no no, I’m not with you on this one. I only like pre-recorded skating, so I know nobody’s going to fall over while I watch. It’s the same with diving – pre-recorded only please, so I can be sure that nobody’s going to crack their skull open on the board.
>I can’t figure out how they have the heart to keep skating after they fall, especially when they fall early. Last night I watched a guy fall TWICE in his routine, but he still had to keep going. It was pretty painful to watch – but at the same time pretty schadenfreushilous!
>God, Harding.She made all us Portlandians hang our heads in shame.I swear we’re not all like that.
>Schadenfruede is my second favorite word (defenestration is first). Ice skating without falling would be like NASCAR without wrecks. No one would watch.
>My favorite event of the Winter Olympics are the ice skating events. You can’t miss that!
>tonya’s face there is priceless! ha! *pointing at her and laughing* Schadenfreude, indeed!
>There’s a picture that sunk a thousand ships. Tonya Harding is one ugggghhhhly wench!Try catching the snowboard cross races–those are a charge, plenty of Germanwordthingy there for ya.
>I loves me some LUGE. I always secretly hope the sled will slip slide over the edge. That would be SO COOOOOL. As long as no one got seriously hurt. I guess.
>the reason the olympics suck now is bcos the asshats on tv only wanna yak about human interest stuff.. i have a clue… show tha sports and not just 3 r 4 countries i wanna see those losers from like albaynia n stuff n male ice skaters r well my kinda guys :o)~
>I hear you! Little LadyBug and I will be watching right along with you. LadyBug
>My husband has a word for that, also…..warped. And, yes, ma’am….I sure am!! I know it’s wrong, (isn’t it?) Ah, oh well, such is life. I’ll be watching too….just like I kept waiting for one of those chicks sliding down the ice tunnel to biff it, and crack her skull wide open. Ewww, i’m weird, huh?
>That would explain why I like to watch the first few weeks of American Idol. Schadenfreudlicious baby!!! *said in my best Austin Powers accent*
>So true! I DID enjoy the good-looking man who was known not to train steadily FALL on his ASS twice last night. Think ya can live on your LOOKS, huh, buddy? Hah!But the ladies, yep, catty bitches, or worse yet, bashing each other in the knees. (When I was little girl, me and my mom used to go ice skating where Tanya trained. My mom would always say how horrible Tanya’s mother was.
>I watch it during the Olympics too. But when it comes to the falls? Don’t like ’em. In college, a few friends and I were watching a pairs competition. As he lifted her high above his head I said, “Did you ever notice they never fall?” Within a second, BAM, he drops her on her chest. She skated off but had this haunting, panicked expression, wind knocked out of her times 10. Her scary hurt face totally creeped me out! Who needs Stephen King? Now I live in fear of some horrific crash. *shudder*
>Skating is my sport. I watch it everytime it’s on TV. I’ve been an addict for twenty years and I love it. I hate it when they fall. Even when it’s a competitor I don’t like, I want to cry for them when they fall. This is the only proof that I’m human. Now, let Jennifer Anniston get FAT, and I’ll Schadenfreud all over the place!!
>I LOVE the word Schadenfreund. I was quite pleased with myself when I learned of that word last year.And as much as I will fight it, I will be watching the skaters.
>Oh, we women can be so witchy and bitchy! Shame on you and I love you for your honesty!
>I knew something was amiss when on the phone with my Aunt last night she used the term “schadenfreud” AND told me I needed to get a Mrs. Kennedy shirt!You have my extended family hooked on your blog, too. ;-)I think I’ll start saying schadenfreud – that would be so much better to hear The Baby repeating!
>I would say, yes, definitely, Tonya Harding’s face has sucked at least a thousand somethings, but not necessarily lemons.
>Damn! Someone should have taken that blush-brush away from Tonya before she got all happy with it all over her little suck-ass-lemon face! I don’t care how pissy they are, I always root for the American. Except Harding.