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December 14, 2007

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janann

They have TEAMS???? What do they need a TEAM for?

Sara Best

OMG Janann, so true! That's a great one!

LOL!

Barbara

I'm tired of people telling me they stopped liking Lance "when he dumped his wife for Sheryl Crow when she had stuck by him all the way through cancer." (OK, children, let's review the chronology here...)

And how about the people who were all upset about the DOGS that caused two major crashes on the Tour last year. As in, "Why is everyone worried about the cyclists? How about the poor dogs?", also "Why couldn't they avoid hitting that poor dog?"

Amy

LOL! I think the people who wonder how they couldn't avoid hitting the dogs, must not live with dogs themselves. I run into my dogs all the time just walking around the house. They're always *right there.*

rae

(After mentioning that I was going to see the Tour of Ohio stages in town that week): There's a bike race? Is it like a triathlon? You're kidding, it's a pro sport??!!??

I got the same team question from my daughter's boyfriend. They find my tendency to watch every stage of the Tour very amusing...

cat

(sorry, I've been busy...)

What could be better than real 16 year old boobs anyway?????

Fake boobs. How boring.

cat

My friend at work is always amused that I find men in lycra sexy (she like 'em burly).

My other friend is amazed at how much I know about cycling and the TdF. She actually says, "you know more about cycling than anyone I know" (that ain't sayin' much since everyone she knows is a lawyer. But, I give you guys aaaaaall the credit).

My husband is interested, but only in the mountain stages. And he keeps saying, "it's not interesting now that there's no one to watch" (well dear, there is life after Lance, you just have to pay attention).

Then there's my cousin's husband, who actually races his bike, and does triathlons. He doesn't have to say anything. He's doin' it.

My favorite is the old saw, "well, they're all cheaters anyway." Yea, right, not like those guys with ash sticks and thick necks, huh?

cat

My favorite: "I don't get it."

Barbara

My brother in law says the reason I watch the Tour and he doesn't is that he just doesn't get the same thrill from men in lycra as I do... *sigh* Those LEGS!

Lycra story: I rode in a "singles" ride a few years ago. Somebody asked the organizer why he dind't do more to help people meet each other. He said, "Hey, we're putting on the ride, doing an after party with music you can dance to, and you're all wearing lycra. You're on your own from there!"

Waddy

OK, You knew I wasn't going to be able to keep my mouth shut...and you were right. Firstly, she's 16, and recalling my experience dating well developed young women, I'm not convinced Boner's girl has a fake set. She's not exactly stick skinny in the legs and hips. Europeans aren't as fat conscious in their diets as Americans, so I'm just sayin'...
Second is the recent conversation regarding spam concerning breast AND penis enlargement. This is redundant marketing and largely a waste of resources. Any man can tell you that if spammers would only concern themselves with marketing breast enlargement, the rest would take care of itself, as the saying goes ;)

Waddy

On a different tangent, an article I read on ESPN.com got me to thinking about Floyd and David Millar. We all read the interviews with Floyd regarding what his family has been through. We also know how someone like Millar has been kind of admired, if that's the right word, in the press for his candor (AFTER being busted). As cynical as you may be about Major League Baseball, this guy is an example of how you make a mistake and survive it knowing you can never change the decision you made.

http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/news/story?id=3155299

ALL sports are going to have to weather the coming years until time flushes out the abusers. Over time, scrutiny will cause positive change. It'll never be a perfect world, but as Paul Fournel said in "Need For The Bike", as long as there are taxes, there will be fraud, and as long as there are races, there will be cheaters.

In thinking about why someone would decide to cheat, I thought about something I heard David Spade say once. He was asked how it felt when a recent TV show of his was cancelled, he said it was like someone came to his backyard and cut down his money tree.

kathleen

C'mon Waddy, she could keep tropical fish in those things!

susie b

Questions on my mind lately :

Question #1 : If "she's got a ticket to ride" then WHY oh WHY "doesn't she care"? Better ask Paul or Ringo before it's too late...

Question #2 : Why is it pronounced "the Boston Seltics" & yet "Keltic Woman"?

Question # 3 : Where in the sports pages or sports TV are the denunciations of baseball as a "FARCE"? Where is Diogenes' pal AUSTIN MURPHY when you need him? Oh yeah, at that conclave of honest men - the BCS commissioners...

Camille

Susie, on the ticket to ride question... John says "she DON'T care." Get it right, sheesh!! Just takin' some of the load off Julie. :)

nakigrl

I'm tired of explaining why it is necessary to own more than one bike...

It's not like having more than one is being unfaithful

Waddy

Don't think for one minute that baseball is getting a free pass. In the eyes of many a fan, baseball's shit is hitting the fan in a big way. Two points worth mentioning:
1) Baseball has never tried to kill itself from the inside. Nobody involved had any interest in seeing it fail. That's why it stayed covered up for so long. Very different than cycling's governing bodies that seem intent on poisoning their own well.

2) What we are witnessing is akin to watching a planet slowly being sucked into the vortex of a black hole. Slow motion death. This has been and will play out over a long period of time. Well beyond the careers of those implicated. The nature of baseball is incremental. 162 games a season. The game will survive but the players implicated will always be remembered for something they'd rather forget. And we're only now seeing the first round of players admitting guilt. In the eyes of the press, especially the American press, cycling IS the TDF. So what they see of the TDF is all they see of cycling. Baseball's minutae is in the papers every day from March to October. But not even the moral failings of several of, arguably, the best players in the game, could threaten the financial viability of any team. Nor will the crowds attending each stage of The Tour diminish despite the ongoing scandals. As we have seen in the last year, changes in cycling are nearly cataclysmic in their financial affect. Baseball's changes will continue to be incremental.

Camille

I think that just like the shock value of the Waltz, and visible midriffs, pierced belly buttons and thong underwear peeking out of the back of jeans, the shock of realizing that just about all sports are full of drugs and "self-help" will wear off and people just won't care. They'll want to see their pumped up superhumans doing fantastic things, like comic book heroes streaking through the sky. And all the tsk-tsking and hand wringing will just be for show, because the fans want their hot-dog-and-Coke's worth. It will just be a little much-hyped bump in the road. Short attention span theatre, continued.

cat

OK, before I read any farther...Waddy, dude, normal female breasts DO NOT LOOK LIKE BREAKFAST BOWLS. Sorry, but that's a fact. As a woman and a nurse, I'm here to tell you that at puberty, the female breast is this perky little thing with a firm center that feels kinda like a hockey puck (Cummon Larry! There's a joke in here for you.). But within a year or two, they soften and even though they remain perky for quite a while (unless they are C+ cup), they don't sit on the chest like ice cream scoops! Please.

cat

Hey, hey! nakigrl! Have you been lurking, or have I been asleep? (I have not been around as much lately so that might be the case)

Regardless, WELCOME and thank you for commenting! We always love "new blood," keeps things lively. (watch out for Waddy and Larry, they might be married, but...)

Waddy

Yes Cat, I did a double take thinking that nakigrl was nakedgirl. Maybe she is. Perhaps I've met my match. As for Sophie, she reminds me very much of a girl I dated in my 20's. I think it's a lot like the NFL replay rule. There must be conclusive evidence, which I have not seen yet, or the ruling on the field stands. I think that in 20 years Sophie may be "rubenesque".

nakigrl

Yes, I have been lurking for about 5 months... Just reading, laughing...

It has often been the highlight of my day, checking out what you guys are up to.

As for what I have called myself - sorry to disappoint you Waddy, but it does not relate to nakedness. I live in New Zealand and hail from a province called "Taranaki" - often shortened to "The Naki".

CMehl

When I covered my first Tour de Georgia bike race my older brother took an interest in my new career and went on line to get results since Lance was racing and that was the only rider he knew about. He sent me an email after a sprint stage asking "How can they all have the same time?" It was a good question actually, but I laughed at first! He was sweet to look it up I think.

CMehl

I just love the internet! Here is a Christmas poem I learned in Spanish class in junior high some zillion years ago! So cute...

When English Meets Spanish
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'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the casa
Not a creature was stirring. Caramba! Que pasa?
Los niños were all tucked away in their camas,
Some in long calzones, some in pajamas.

While Mama worked late in her little cocina,
El viejo was down at the corner cantina
Living it up with amigos. Carracho!
Muy contento and poco borracho!

While hanging the stockings with mucho cuidado
In hopes that old Santa would feel obligado
To bring all the niños, both buenos and malos,
A nice bunch of dulces and other regalos,
Outside in the yard there arose such a grito
That I jumped to my feet like a frightened cabrito.

I ran to the window and looked out afuera,
And who in the world do you think that it era?
Saint Nick on a sleigh and a big red sombrero
Came dashing along like a crazy bombero.

And pulling his sleigh, instead of venados,
Were eight little burros, approaching volados.
I watched as they came, and this quaint little hombre
Was shouting and whistling and calling by nombre:
"Ay, Pancho! Ay, Pepe! Ay, Cuca! Ay, Beto!
Ay, Chato! Ay, Chopo! Maruca y Nieto!"

Then, standing erect with his hand on his pecho,
He flew to the top of our very own techo.
With his round little belly like a bowl of jalea
He struggled to squeeze down our old chimenea.

Then, huffing and puffing, at last to our sala,
With soot smeared all over his red suit de gala,
He filled all the stockings with lovely regalos,
For none of los niños had been very malos.

Then chuckling along, seeming mucho contento,
He turned like a flash and was gone like the viento.
And I heard him exclaim -- and this is verdad --
"Merry Christmas to all! y Feliz Navidad!"

Theresa

Okay, where have I been lately?? I feel like I've been in isolation....since the "Company" has cut me off from my email and all sites cycling; we can read newspapers, but not everything.

Anyhow, welcome nakigirl! And, Waddy, I saw a skinny kid with big boobs...how'd you figure out from one picture that she's going to "blossom"???

Nothing is worse for a cycling fan than a FOOTBALL fan! I mean that's all she follows! You guys are well-rounded sports fans. And " all cyclists dope" gets old too. I heard George Will state this morning the difference in the sizes of football players since 1980....no one seems to care. Oh, and the point that someone used HGH as therapy for an injury, NOT performance enhancement....very interesting point of view.

Theresa

Oh, and Cathy, I know so little spanish, are all those words for real??? seriously...I can count to ten, but sometimes I get spanish and french mixed up.

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