Thursday, November 4, 2010

I like pro cycling because...

I like pro cycling because Keith Richards is awesome. Keith recently released an autobiography riddled with stories about drug use: "I used to walk down Oxford Street with a slab of hash as big as a skateboard." Or, "He claims that during the notorious Redlands raid of 1967, he allowed the police into his home in Sussex because he was under the misapprehension, as a result of copious quantities of LSD, that the officers were dwarves 'wearing dark blue, with shiny bits and helmets.'" My feelings exactly, Keith, dwarves.

Why not look at pro cycling like entertainment? Entertainment consists of any activity which provides a diversion or permits people to amuse themselves in their leisure time. I have no stake weather people win or lose in pro cycling, just passing the time watching anaerobic advertising monkeys riding around in rubber underwear in different countries. Maybe I am just sad because my faith in pro cycling has been broken time and again. Pro cyclist are incredible athletes and hopped up on goof balls are even better entertainment. Just like Jimi Hendrix, Snoop Dog and Hunter S. Thompson were good at what they did but drugs made them idols on a different level. Do I hate cheaters? Yes. Do I hate dopers? Yes. Do drugs make for good entertainment? Why, yes they do. Nothing like watching Vino attack again and again, or Floyd bounce back to go on a solo break to win the Tour, or Lance give Jan the look. Entertainment, yes but no longer sport. So I am putting pro cycling on the same level as Lady Gaga to keep myself from future heartbreak. Why not have a stock and modified category for entertainment?

In other news far from pro cycling but entertainment, if you missed the race at Rock Bridge, you missed some fantastic trail. I was planning on just cooking breakfast for friends who were racing and cheering them on. Then their infectious enthusiasm wore off on me, and I was packing my gear and bikes. Then I found myself driving to the race as they hammered three 22oz energy drinks each before the race. Wow. It was Halloween, and I briefly considered going as a bike racer but opted for a cute little black dress, some pearls and a purse. In all the races I did this year, I have yet to wear plum smugglers, so at least I accomplished something.