I thought Museeuw was the Lion of Flanders, not the Bovine of Belgium. I learn something new at every cross race. Between this colorful bovine, the artful waffles, and fabulous racing, I guarantee I'll return to this venue. Waffle with bananas, strawberries, Nutella, whipped cream, AND powdered sugar:
Great racing included Jeremy Powers, Tim Johnson, and Jamey Driscoll crushing the field in a vicious display of power and finesse. The Cannondale triple threat gangs up on Trebon:
I almost shouted, "Someone stop this massacre! Get the tall guy a team!" Lindsay and I checked out the Elite men's start and were impressed by the trash talk coming from the front row. The officials should have tissues on hand in case someone cries.
Valentin Scherz (far right) regards the Americans with an air of disdain. Did Trebon really just call Johnson his bitch? Qu'est-ce c'est "bitch?" Valentin and I had some giggles teasing Dave Berson
about his ability to be a temporary parent to the 19 year old Swiss rider who's been in the states earning UCI points. He currently leads the MAC Series U23 competition.
Allez, Valentin! Here he is on his way to a top 10 finish on Saturday. Sunday he finished 5th. Bravo! I thought the course offered a little something for all tastes and thoroughly enjoyed the thrashing I received from the terrain. Run ups and off cambers, combined with twisty turns and some wooded single track made for a great course. With the exception of the Bilenkey Junkyard Cross, how often do you run across one of these on a course?
Caps off to Myles Romanow for a job well done! CAPTION CONTEST: WHAT IS BP THINKING?
Oh, and BP consider yourself on notice for that little stunt you pulled at the restaurant. Very funny. Very, very funny.Kat looks like she's doing something unspeakable to this wheel.
And don't even get me started on Craig Lebarrier's Derriere.
Yowza! THE STUD AWARD: Goes to Kelly Cline.
Despite taking a nasty tumble onto the pavement which resulted in general nastiness to the hip, elbow and helmet, Kelly surfaced the next day to start the Master's race. Hup Hup Hup Kelly Cline, the Lion of Philly. SPECIAL THANKS:To all the people who cheered despite receiving scowls and possible spittle (that includes D. Lowe and Glen, the other Zoomer), as well as announcer Joe Jefferson who made me feel super-duper. And a big thank you to Colin (I know I'll regret this) and Julz's pop for pitting for me. After tumbling ass-over-toptube down the hill and then having catastrophic seat tube failure, it was nice having you two in the pit to help me out. The seat height was perfectand I only have minor abrasions from running into my bike. A comedy of errors defines my racing! Hopefully, there's no photographic evidence.
Lots of dirty, rotten Philly crossers came to Southampton, and those who didn't make it were missed. The dinner at the Publick House Saturday night was a hoot, with dozens of racers infiltrating the establishment.
Gotta go register for Phelps. See you there!
