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GOLD MEDAL GLORY… BUT THE CELEBRATION CAME WITH A STORM OF CONTROVERSY. French ice dancers Laurence Fournier Beaudry and Guillaume Cizeron didn’t just win gold at the 2026 Winter Olympics — they ignited one of the most heated debates of the Games. As the judges’ scores flashed and the arena erupted, social media exploded with arguments over the ongoing controversy surrounding their victory. What should have been a pure moment of triumph quickly turned into a drama-filled headline, with fans split between admiration and outrage. By the end of the night, it wasn’t just their performance everyone was talking about — it was the storm that followed them all the way to the top of the podium.

GOLD MEDAL GLORY… BUT THE CELEBRATION CAME WITH A STORM OF CONTROVERSY. French ice dancers Laurence Fournier Beaudry and Guillaume Cizeron didn’t just win gold at the 2026 Winter Olympics — they ignited one of the most heated debates of the Games. As the judges’ scores flashed and the arena erupted, social media exploded with arguments over the ongoing controversy surrounding their victory. What should have been a pure moment of triumph quickly turned into a drama-filled headline, with fans split between admiration and outrage. By the end of the night, it wasn’t just their performance everyone was talking about — it was the storm that followed them all the way to the top of the podium.

NEED TO KNOW French ice dancers Laurence Fournier Beaudry and Guillaume Cizeron won gold at the 2026 Winter Olympics The duo scored 225.82 to beat Team USA’s Madison Chock and Evan Bates on Feb. 11 Fournier Beaudry and Cizeron have been shrouded in controversy throughout the Milan Games French ice dancers Laurence Fournier Beaudry and […]


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