Break Dancing in Moscow Two

Go start with the first breakdance post, if you haven't read it yet... OK, so you end up on stage taking pix of this breakdance battle. The rag-tag guys are the ones you came with, the challengers. The guys in the matching jump suits are the cocky hotshots. They perform on the Arbat, the fancy shopping street, and have some money behind them. So a classic underdog situation. You note the amazing differences between hip-hop Russian kids and the Soviet-style baby-faced police kids. The aloof hipster in the big hat is a rapper named, what else?- Big Mac. The LL Cool J of Siberia. You are thrilled by the hugely lame rapper who come on after the battle and chant, "Fuck the Police" in Mosow. As soon as the scheduled end time of the festival, soldiers in black with sub-machine guns come and clear the Sportiva FAST. You think about the performing arts in Russia, the Bolshoi and Barishnikov and the Hockey playing bears you saw in the Gorky Park circus. Every pass was rewarded with a fish, every goal scored won the bear in question three fish.