..And so it goes, one more race in bum poo park. The course was all reconfigured this week, with more climbing, more SERIOUS AS A HEART ATTACK ATHLETES, more Mexican soccer families loudly verbalizing their support one minute, then calling us 'faggots' the next, and more old men accosting poor Mani on the sidewalk section. All he was trying to do was race in drag, whilst showing the world his ass from behind mesh under-somethings, and a giant 'Heat Miser' wig. Like a carrot dangeling from a stick, I rode behind him with hunger, and inspiration. 'Its like living in a world with two perfect moons in the sky!' I exclaimed to him. The aformentioned drunk old man didnt see Mani like I did, and checked him. Manis a big guy, and as I understand it, pinned the old man against a pole, with the business end of his bike. Cam, the punk ass kid won, (re)Todd(ed) said he dosent like his nick name, Patxi (Pa-chee) brought pizza from his new joint, interestingly called Patxis Pizza, which has the best pizza Ive ever tasted, and we all saw Rachel Lloyds ass..again. Just another day in Paradise. Not to sway the judges, but Dan McNally has my vote on most dazzlingly dressed. He needs a new cross bike anyway. Hes ridden that roached Voodoo for as long as Ive known him. Finals are on Saturday, so get yourself in check.
In the mean time, perhaps El Corpo will amaze and delight us with tales from the Interbike bonanza. Can you hear me Major Tom?
Thanks again to Scotty Paz for the pics.