Five Shovel Talks That Never Happened (+2 That Did)
1. When Yuuri is practicing his combination spin at center ice at Cup of China and Phichit says conversationally, “So.” His eyeliner is honestly the stuff of legends. Victor should ask his technique. “You should know that at any given time I’m ready to commit murder for that boy.”
Victor hums. “Then,” he says, smiling, “we have that in common.”
Phichit gives him a long, low stare. Then, brilliantly, he smiles back. “Oh,” he says. “I like you.”
2. When Yuuri, leaving the banquet at Rostelecom, is driven to the airport in the Team Yakov van, sandwiched between Mila and the window. She happily, between yawns, relates anecdotes about Yakov, about Victor, along with some jokes about Yuri Plisetsky and some unnamed skater crush of his. Yuuri nods and kneads his fingers and waits for the other shoe to drop.
When they let him off at the airport, Mila gives him a fierce hug and says, “Give Vitya our love?”
“… that’s it?” says Yuuri. Who has not yet grasped that he’s capable of breaking anyone’s heart, let alone Victor’s, but knows, nonetheless, how these things are supposed to go.
Mila’s smile gets a little confused. But she confirms, “That’s it.”
3. When Minako slumps against her chair in the Barcelona hotel bar and sighs, “He’s practically my kid, so I’m biased. But he’s the easiest thing in the world to love, right? Getting him to let you, though.”
“I’m sorry,” is what Victor finally says. He doesn’t know how he feels about any of this, but he especially doesn’t know how he feels about being comforted by Minako, when she should probably be comforting Yuuri back up in the room.
You think I haven’t been where you are?” She smiles grimly. “You’re doing fine.”
4. When Yuuri’s parents take Victor aside that last night in Hasetsu.
“That boy.” Toshiya’s smiling as he shakes his head. “He doesn’t trust his heart with many people. You know?”
Hiroko’s holding one of Victor’s hands in both of hers before he can form a reassurance. “We’re so glad it was you,” she says.
(There was a lot of crying that night, is all I’m saying.)
5. When Yuuri learned that trying to match Yakov Feltsman shot for shot is a terrible idea, no matter how nervous you are about your one-on-one dinner with him. Or maybe it is a good idea, if it gives you the courage to spend the evening monologuing how much you care about his surrogate skating son. “He’s always got a lecture in the Kiss and Cry,” Yuuri says dreamily at one point. “Just like you.”
“Katsuki,” Yakov says, sitting very stiffly in the restaurant foyer as they wait for Victor to come collect his trashed
fiancé. Yuuri, resting facedown against his shoulder, doesn’t see his face. “You’ve made him very happy.”
“Aww,” Yuuri slurs, smiling into Yakov’s coat. “You too.”
“Your landing on the Salchow today was atrocious,” Yakov says.
“You too,” Yuuri says. Unfortunately, this is the one part he remembers the next day.
When Yurio gives them both the shovel talk within an hour of each other.
Yuuri makes a small, distressed noise after they compare notes. “He’s so cute,” he says.
“Please go tell him that,” Victor says. (For some reason, Yuuri doesn’t.)
i just got my copy of the Yuri!!! on Ice setting materials book, and this is the hotel room in Barcelona (obviously). important to note how the beds have definitely been pushed together. it’s a little hard to tell, but going off the bedside tables, i’d say both beds were pushed to the middle to get rid of an annoying gap of a few inches. ♥
now i’m picturing victor and yuri entering their room and immediately going to the outside of their respective beds to push them together~~~
We were both born in 1987, I know him since we were 15. We went to a tournament in Villareal with Madrid’s U16 and we were staying at the same hotel as Barcelona. I had a good relationship with the ones I knew from the national team: Piqué, Marc Valiente, Cesc… I saw Piqué at the hotel. Back then we used to beat them always, and Piqué saw me and grabbed me: “This year we’ll win”. And I said: “No fucking way”. “Yes”, he said, “We have this new guy and he’s fantastic”. “Who?” I asked. “That one over there”. And he pointed to the pool and I saw a small kid, very small. Alone, sitting by the pool with his feet in the water, self-absorbed. Piqué is a prankster, he has always been, and I thought he was messing with me. In fact, what I thought was: “He’s messing with me and he’s messing with his own team mate”. That was the first time I saw Messi. During game he crushed us. They won 3-0. He was spectacular. Very short and strong as a rock. But the craziest thing was how he carried the ball. Stuck to his foot, it was impossible to take it away. Shocking, it was scary to think about what he could become. And 15 years later I see him on the pitch and I think: “Fuck, he’s still here”.
Esteban Granero (Espanyol) about the day he met Leo Messi for the first time
Today there was quite a large march in the center of the city so we decided to stay in and enjoy some pampering at our hotel, H1898, in Barcelona.
I am loving the decor of this hotel. It’s all black & white and varnished wood. In the halls and just about everywhere oversized black and white photographs are part of the decor. The rooftop terrace has wonderful views over the city and the spa is to die for!
● Wednesday, July 19
• 16:00(CET): the FC Barcelona expedition will board the IB2836 flight to the Newark airport, New Jersey.
• 18:00(ET): FC Barcelona expedition will arrive at the Newark airport.
• And they will head to the Hotel Sheraton of Parsippany, New Jersey.
To celebrate May 1st/International Workers Day, I’ll explain a bit about this famous photography.
This picture was taken by Hans Guttmann (also known as Juan Guzmán) on the 21st of July, 1936, at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War, at the top of Hotel Colón in Barcelona, Catalonia.
The girl is Marina Ginestà i Coloma (January 29 1919 - January 6 2014), at the moment aged 17. She was an antifascist militian, journalist, and translator. After this picture, she never held a gun again. Instead, she helped by translating international news and books, writing in newspapers, and by being a correspondent for foreign newspapers.
She was captured in Alicant, and moved to a concentration camp. After some weeks, she was liberated and escaped with her boyfriend to France, but he died while trying to cross the Pyrinees. In France, Marina found her family and all of them were taken to the internment camps of Argelès-sur-mer and Agde. When the nazis invaded France, they left on exile on a boat that said it was going to Mexico, but went to the Dominican Republic. In 1946, she left the Dominican Republic because of the persecution led by the dictator Rafael Trujillo, and went to Venezuela. She moved to different countries for the rest of her life, and in the end died in Paris when she was 94.
Even though this picture became one of the most famous from the Civil War, Marina Ginestà didn’t know about it until a few years before dying.