I know she'll forgive me for my sins, though.
... that's the beauty of ~
... lord i miss her.
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McSnelling - we ended up winning another race. Yippee for us geezers. Hoss won it clean-like with a perfectly timed sprint. I was pretty useless as a leadout man ... so, ended up making friends by gesticulating like an a-hole.
but ... what can i say -
i like it when my bud brings home the sweet stuff.
i'm hoping the Safeway honcho wants to buy this
For the record, we did the Merced crit the next day and got flat-out whooped by everybody but the kids in the yellow bus. It was a short race and viciously agressive. In fact, i think the mood of the pack might have been a bit on the agro-side, actually. All good ... until somebody looses an eye. Somebody almost did.
Back in the 20-somethings in the pack (and on the final lap) somebody did something silly and there was a nasty little pile up. Shawnee O planted his nose into a wall and Stanny T about did the same. We were very, very lucky neither had serious head or neck injuries ... though there were 3 different shades of red on the ground around that crash site - and a man-size bit of cloudy cerebellums, too. Concussed is such a killer word for such a shitty thing to have happen to you.
Sabine was awesome and grabbed Sputnik to take Shawnee to the fine Merced ER. [note to self: never get injured anywhere south of Stockton ... that shit was scary]. Seeing Shawnee in that crapfest ER triage with a noseful of capillaries and another cat's life notched off the belt ... i had me one of those 'moments of clarity.'
Avoidable crashes make me quite ... frustrated. And riders who intentionally endanger us all ... need to be expelled from the game.
yup ... think that's a good idea.