Blog posts don't always have titles but for this one I couldn't decide between what's up there and "This creeps me out."
Back when Scott and Tessa rose to international prominence in the skating world, I thought the Moir involvement was a little intense. It's not unusual to have stage parents and stage families in the entertainment industry, and sports is the entertainment industry, but after a point it can get squicky and the Moirs are long past that point.
I've said before how Brian Boitano said one big value add from his competition days was his mother was not a skating mother. He could come home and be himself without it always being about his skating.
And I remember in Scott and Tessa's Fan Fiction Series on the W Network, Alma Moir, his mother, a few drinks in along with Carole and Kara, said she thought the "Seasons" Olympic free dance was "About us." About them - a free program that they and their coaches had said was about the stages of a relationship between a man and a woman.
Alma has also frequently described her and the rest of the family's presence at competitions (and bunking in at nearby hotels) as nothing but a plus for their kids. Yes, they were needed to escort Jessica everywhere (still want to know exactly why Jessica constantly needed chaperones while shamming even though I have my own ideas).
I haven't nailed this down to a nutshell sized idea, but I think the continuation of Virtue and Moir's lie to where they have trapped themselves worse than someone stuck in Nutty Putty's Birth Canal, and horizons that should have opened up after Pyeongchang constricting back down to certain rural areas of southwestern Ontario are connected to the Moir vise grip on the duo. Tessa and Scott are the oxygen they breathe.
