Love For Caryn Kadavy

My love for Jill Trenary is only rivaled by one thing, my love for her rival and frenemy Caryn Kadavy. A classic type B personality, Caryn didn't have the same level of animosity toward Jill, but why should she have? Caryn was Carlo's favorite due to her fabulous Peggy Fleming/My Mother was a prima ballerina quality and the face that she wasn't weighed down by shoulder pads and the nerves of Masha. Caryn messed up a fair share of times, but her nailed performances didn't involve pitched forward jumps.

While one could debate that Katarina Witt deserved to win the 1987 Worlds, it is absolutely insulting that Caryn lost the 5-4 split for the silver to Debi Thomas. It proves the power of politics, because Ms. Kadavy reigned supreme without having the US judge in her back pocket. Being on the same team as the new National Champion (Jill) and the reigning World Champion (Debi), our girl from Erie, Pennsylvania had to work for every ordinal.

Given the level of cheating that took place to get Liz Manley on the podium, I'm almost glad that Caryn got so sick in Calgary. I'd run a deathly fever too if I skated this short program and wasn't in first place (or even likely to medal) after be vastly superior to that Eurotrash.

As a pro, Caryn started coming into her own by capitalizing on Nancy Kerrigan's bad days at Pro-Ams. She then got really into gear during the skating boom and became positively heaven on ice. Ms. Kadavy started racking up Pro Titles (Canadian Pro, Ladies Pro Championship) and her programs became more and more orgasmic.

Caryn kicked off her win at the Canadian Pro with one of favorite classical pieces ever.

If that wasn't good enough, Ms. Kadavy earned a ticket to the World Pro and wasn't intimidated by Yamaguchi or the other A-Listers. This program is an Exceptional Gay Moment each and every viewing. If you're a skating fan and this program isn't on your top 10 list, your opinion is pretty much worth being written in sand. Mr. Jeremy Miranda likes to make fun of my middle-aged woman sensibilities and my love for Celine in particular (though he secretly shares it and is even familiar with her French albums.) I don't care, Caryn + My Fav Celine Song Ever = My Own Personal Titanic!

While we both love the same musical, Ms. Kadavy eventually learned to have some fun and tap into her sassy latina side.

Just because I know you're craving more Caryn (and Jill), links will be posted in the next 'This and That' once maintenance work is finished on mediafire. Youtube's tendency to suck the big one of the music companies has hindered our love of 'These Boots Are Made For Walkin' and 'Foolish Games.'