But with so many people traveling over the holiday, the scarcity of qualified Frites en Mayo cyclocross racers is plummeting like dot-com stock. I've been hassling my teammates for some commitment and all I get is that Rich, Dash, and Brian are getting married, and that Scott will hand me a beer. Now I appreciate the beer at anytime during the race and I am happy as can be for the newlyweds. But, I have been forced to recruit some other riders for this weekend.
I started with this guy because his palmares are as extensive as his Lampre waistline:
He's the personal trainer for Matt Klick so I figure he knows a thing or two about racing 'cross. If not, he can at least tell me where the nearest donut shop is. I'm giving him the Frites jersey I shrunk in the wash. I'm sure it will fit nicely.
Next, I recruited these folks because you can't predict the weather here in Colorado:
They are not riding the Single Speed class but will be entering a new class called Single Wheel. I expect them to provide some great entertainment and finish in the top 5. The stoker is actually Katie Compton, I think.
Finally, I had to find a mullet replacement for Brian. It wasn't as easy as I thought but I called up some of my relatives in West Virginia and they were happy to oblige.
This is a picture of the West Virginia state champion in the men's cat-4 category. As you can see he has the body of a well trained cyclist (or a meth addict. kinda hard to discern) and a mullet that Brian can only wet dream about. I think he will fit in nicely on the Frites team and provide some good results as long as I can keep him away from the farm animals.
Lastly, I thought that Frites needed someone to work the pit area. After the mudfest last weekend, I would like someone in the pit to give the bikes a good wash.
Yes. She will do nicely.
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