Nadia and Olga were cute, but I was in love with Ludmilla Tourisheva, the most elegant woman ever to walk into a gymnasium. Her finest moment was in London, in the 1975 World Cup finals, when she the uneven bars apparatus failed and collapsed to the floor just as she stuck her landing. She never broke pose, and walked off without even acknowledging the shambles behind her. That was a woman I could have married.