I blew half way through the race, so it was a very long 2.5 hours for Stoker. The highlight was the sprint for the podium. We got caught and passed with a 1/2 mile to go in the race to put us in fourth. We sucked it up and sprinted for the 3rd and final podium spot.
One other tidbit, on the first section of birkie, the only single bike to get in our way and cause us to hit our brakes.....yep you guessed it...SICKBOY. You can't make it up.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Chequamegon
Posted by Donimator at 12:45 PM
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File a protest - don't you have a wallet full of crisp 20's?
and last I checked I got a rear flat tire and still beat the both of ya'...
last I checked we were on the podium and you weren't...
classic commentary!
Don, the problem is that you were supposed to be leading out, like in a keirin. I'm sure you're intimately familiar with that rule. Lucky for you, Bruce was in Missouri and couldn't relegate you!
...note to self...retroactively post comments about beating SB.
...note to self...strike that...fingers will get way too tired typing.
Now this is why I read blogs. Good old fashion bitching. Think it isn't!!!
Think it is!
Classic commenting boys. I wish I could have been there in my chaps/whip combo to get your sorry asses moving faster.
Oh, I just scored some carbon cross wheels today. I'm going to tell Skibby since I know he loves the cross racing.
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