Arrr, the figure skatin' crew be weepin' fer those lost in the sky brawl—speechless as a parrot with no beak!
2025-01-30
Arrr, me hearties! ‘Tis rumored that a band o’ U.S. Figure Skatin’ mateys met Davy Jones after a mighty crash o’ the flying contraptions in the fair land o’ Washington, D.C.! Aye, the ice be colder now, and the piratical pirouettes be in peril!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round for a tale of woe that'd make even the fiercest buccaneer shed a tear! A cursed night over Washington, D.C., saw an American Airlines vessel collide with a flying contraption of the Army, sending all aboard to Davy Jones' locker! Aye, all 67 souls aboard were lost, including fine members of the figure skating crew, returning from a jolly old camp after their grand championships in Wichita.The noble folk of U.S. Figure Skating be grievin' the loss, claimin’ their hearts be heavy as an anchor. They sent their condolences, holdin' the families of the fallen close in their thoughts. The mayor of Wichita, lass Lily Wu, spoke of honor in hostin' such talents, but now they await news like landlubbers waitin’ for the tide to turn.
First responders, brave as any matey, have shifted to recoverin’ the lost from the Potomac, hopin' to find solace in the depths. With skatin’ legends among the lost, the community sends their prayers far and wide, for in figure skating, “tis not just sport, but a family united!” So let us raise our tankards and toast to those who sailed too close to the sun and now glide among the stars! Arrr!