Let me set the stage for you. On the left, Scrub Mcgrub AKA Filip Zubcic. On the right, Felix Neureuther AKA world cup skiing royalty. Scrub Mcgrub thinks life is going pretty well 2.6 seconds in. Stage set. Let's see how this plays out.
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| "Oh wow, two point six seconds in it's still tied! Well not really but basically. I mean I'm only a tenth back." |
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| "I'll just rip off an inside ski turn and get that lead right back!" |
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| "Oh... this could be not good." |
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| "Oh... I don't think I'm gonna get a Christmas card from the Neureuthers this year." |
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| "Nope. Definitely no Christmas card." |
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| And in 2040, they determined WWIII started when a Croatian skier took out a German skier in a meaningless race. |
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| It looks like Felix is trying his hardest to fart on the Croatian to get back at him. For what, I'm not sure. |
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| Oh wait I remember now. I remember why Felix was mad. |
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| I would love to have heard what was said here... but I don't speak Arab. |
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| Oh GIVE ME THAT SLOW MO SON! |
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| Real talk... how does Felix not get cut up right now? Direct high speed edge contact. If I were this Croatian guy I'd be pretty upset with my tech. With sharper skis you think at least some blood would be drawn... |
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| SMELL YA |
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| GAME OVER. |
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| Truth be told I'm impressed with how forward Felix's hands are! |
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