It's a good feeling, leaning here on the wall and watching Yuri be presented with a medal, even if it isn't gold. It's satisfying in a way that has nothing to do with the last few minutes since Yuri decided to try that quad flip and the world turned upside-down.
It's vindicating. Heartening. All of those comments from Yakov and Celestino about how he could never be a coach, that he was just play-acting, like maybe he was bored one day and decided to uproot his career and play around with Yuri's just because he had nothing better to do, proven wrong.
(His skater beat Yakov's, and it might be petty and beneath him, but it does feel awfully sweet.)
They both came into this with something to prove, and they both proved it, underscored it, left it scrawled in permanent ink for the world to see. That Yuri's back, that Victor can be a successful coach as well as skater. His applause is as enthusiastic as the rest of the crowd's, and, better, once the short ceremony is done, Yuri's skating back to him. It's a strange deja vu moment, him waiting here at the gate while Yuri comes towards him, face alight with the knowledge that he'd done well, but this time, he restrains himself.
(He'd never admit, not even to Yuri, how hard it actually is.)
He just waits for Yuri to change his skates for his shoes and shoulder his backpack before they brave the gauntlet of cameras and interviewers, but they have to, and pretty much everyone only has one question: that quad flip. Was it planned? How did Victor feel about his protege using his signature move? Was it going to become a staple of Yuri's arsenal, as well?
All of which Victor smiles at, arm around Yuri's shoulders, until that last question: how is this change going to affect the next competition?
"Now that Yuri can do a quadruple flip, he'll definitely win at the Rostelcom Cup and advance to the Grand Prix Final."
Hands in the air, the pure serenity of absolute confidence smiling from his face. "I'm looking forward to going to Russia as his coach."
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Date: 2017-04-11 03:24 am (UTC)It's vindicating. Heartening. All of those comments from Yakov and Celestino about how he could never be a coach, that he was just play-acting, like maybe he was bored one day and decided to uproot his career and play around with Yuri's just because he had nothing better to do, proven wrong.
(His skater beat Yakov's, and it might be petty and beneath him, but it does feel awfully sweet.)
They both came into this with something to prove, and they both proved it, underscored it, left it scrawled in permanent ink for the world to see. That Yuri's back, that Victor can be a successful coach as well as skater. His applause is as enthusiastic as the rest of the crowd's, and, better, once the short ceremony is done, Yuri's skating back to him. It's a strange deja vu moment, him waiting here at the gate while Yuri comes towards him, face alight with the knowledge that he'd done well, but this time, he restrains himself.
(He'd never admit, not even to Yuri, how hard it actually is.)
He just waits for Yuri to change his skates for his shoes and shoulder his backpack before they brave the gauntlet of cameras and interviewers, but they have to, and pretty much everyone only has one question: that quad flip. Was it planned? How did Victor feel about his protege using his signature move? Was it going to become a staple of Yuri's arsenal, as well?
All of which Victor smiles at, arm around Yuri's shoulders, until that last question: how is this change going to affect the next competition?
"Now that Yuri can do a quadruple flip, he'll definitely win at the Rostelcom Cup and advance to the Grand Prix Final."
Hands in the air, the pure serenity of absolute confidence smiling from his face. "I'm looking forward to going to Russia as his coach."