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[biggersandwich]

Why does everyone keep bringing up the fact that pseudophedrine can be cooked down into meth when they talk about Olympic athletes not being able to take it? A) Nicklas Backstrom didn't test positive for meth. B) Meth doesn't make you extra good at sports, so probably athletes are just taking pseudophedrine straight if they are taking it, instead

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[oanja]

I think someone said in a comment to the Justin Bourne article that pseudophedrine can work as a block or screen and hide the use of some more serious drugs. (so that would be the reason why you aren't allowed to take it) But yeah bringing up this meth thing is ridiculous.

[biggersandwich]

Interesting! That, I didn't know. I am still fairly sure that he's not taking it to cover up his meth habit, reporters, but you knew that. ;)

[accidentallymel]

"Also I want fic" <= any kind of fic in particular?

[biggersandwich]

Oh gosh, anything! Or very nearly! There are just so many things to ship on nearly all the Olympic hockey teams, I find it hard to know where to begin. It felt like the whole Olympics there was a new pic every five minutes containing some ship I'd never thought of, but required at least six epics about immediately. I want all the fics about Lu flirting like crazy with everyone after the gold medal game, about PK and Tavares being giddily happy together (for that matter, about PK hooking up with everyone in his very convenient single room), about Sid and Shea hustling people at pool/for threesomes, about Karlsson and Alfredsson going absolutely everywhere together and hugging. All the celebratory orgies, all the h/c... SO MANY THINGS.

So, what are your Olympics ships? :D

[accidentallymel]

I require 30000k more words about Sid and Shea, and also Sharpy bugging the hell out of Tazer. I am also 100% behind any and all h/c for Team Russia. But I mostly came out of the Olympics shipping the ice dancers and feeling very confused about the whole thing.

[biggersandwich]

Yesssssss. I love that Shea and Sid are completely inseparable when they're on a team together and I need so much fic exploring that. Team Russia h/c...is tricky for me? Because I can be sad for Ovi or Sasha Semin or individuals, but when it's Team Russia as a whole, mostly I remember that their loss made Putin sad and embarrassed and that pleases me.

Ice dancers, I know nothing about, tbh.What do you ship?

[maleyka]

I don't know, I'd read the fic about Nicklas Backstrom being a part of the Swedish mafia in the NHL. Although maybe not cooking meth. Smuggling lingonberries?

(The whole situation is so ridiculous. On the other hand, while I do think it's fair to question whether that dosage of allergy medication should qualify as a controlled substance, it does, and I assume the IOC made that information readily available? So really, if poor Nicklas Backstrom got fucked over by anyone, it was by Team Sweden's medical staff who should have been monitoring everything he put into his body.)

[biggersandwich]

Well, okay, yes, I'd read it, but that doesn't make it plausible. He's not like Skinner, who I could actually believe of being deceptive behind the baby face!

He does seem to have been at exactly the wrong conjunction of all the possible things that could go wrong, from the differences between US and EU formulations of the meds he was on, to the IOC doing tests when he was post-game dehydrated like they were testing for the tiniest traces of completely banned substances rather than normal levels of permissible ones. It's certainly not the end of the world, but poor bastard has had terrible luck, and it's even worse that everyone keeps vaguely accusing him of doing meth as well.

[maleyka]

Ahahaha, it's true, who knows what lurks behind those dimples!

The main thing I'm taking away from the whole thing - besides "poor Nicklas Backstrom" - is that his grandma should possibly look into becoming one of those TV psychics.

[biggersandwich]

Well, he giggles all the time like he knows it gets him out of things! Backstrom just looks bewildered a lot.

Ha. Poor kid's probably going to be hearing about this at every family dinner from now to eternity.