STUMPY WRISTS, DIE DIE DIE
OK, so I thought the recent USOC London photoshoot pictures were super cute. So, so, so much better than those creepy mask pictures from pre-Beijing.
Now, that said, I seriously question the professional ability of the photographer of this latest bunch. Or the hair and makeup team (if there even was one?) And the artistic director. That said, I'm no expert, so who am I to judge? But you know what I am an expert on? BENT FUCKING WRISTS.
I mean REALLY? Does that not HURT? I'm tempted to photoshop a basketball on her hand and have her slam dunking. Do the kids still call it that, slam dunking? Because unless you are carrying a ball, or spooning up water or something, there is no reason to ever have your wrist in that position. Ever.
I will give Nastia credit for not wearing pink, a Bump-It, or a pink Bump-It. Also, I love the lovely arabesque position. The wrists, however, make it look like she's trying to fly home. You are not a bird, Nastia Godzilla Liukin. So stop it.
Sigh. I have been defending Jordyn's leaps for some time now. This is a fine leap, marred by hands that look like they're putting on a puppet show. You know, one of those shadow puppets you'd make on the wall when you had nothing better to do at a sleepover. The left hand is a duck, while the right hand is an old man walking.
Now, surely you're asking
"But Spanny, you seem to hate everything about gymnastics. Are there any wrist positions that you DO like?"
Yes, there are!
Oh yeah girl, that's some good wrist right there.
One day, when I become NTC, I'm going to devise a contraption that prevents girls from flexing their wrists. A fancy splint of some sort. It would bend backwards to allow for back handsprings and such, but it would not bend forwards. Imagine the lines, IMAGINE THEM!!! It's only a matter of time...