Excuse me for being a typical guy, but I just don’t get it. Why do women find figure skating to be the most fascinating thing ever to grace a television screen? Why has every single female that I know been glued to NBC for the last week, absorbing each spandex-clad jump, spin and lift?

One sports writer has tried to explain women’s fascination with the ‘sport’ by comparing figure skating to pro wrestling. And while that does probably align well from an athletic perspective, the analogy falters in terms of breadth of appeal. My direct research seems to indicate that WWF events are attended almost exclusively by plumber-cracked, mouth-breathing, pickup-truck drivers. Whereas the female love of figure skating cuts across all socioeconomic lines.

The mystery may never be solved, but in the meantime, I’m picking up a ticket to the world figure skating championship. It has to be the easiest place in the world to meet women.