Jul 6 2010
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I don’t want to point fingers, but I think it’s 99.99% certain that Stage 8′s Vuelta crash was caused by AG2R’s Mikael Cherel not inverting his number 13 dossard.
It’s all right there in the Velon footage. Follow the money, man.
I’m obviously not the sort of person who puts much stock in the name on their downtube—and that’s sorta the reason why I love the Team 7-11 bikes like the old rig of Davis Phinney’s currently up for auction via The Pro’s Closet.
While I completely get the business sense of putting two of America’s most ubiquitous box store bike brands on the US’ first real pro team (Huffy was also there), I also like to see it as a pleasant subversion of today’s tend toward “halo” bikes.
Instead of slapping a fat price tag and an upscale cycling brand on yet another anonymous hunk of Southeast Asian carbon, these custom-fit, handcrafted Serottas were dolled up to look like the Christmas Morning dream of every cyclist under the age of seven—and the 40-pound, Ashtabula-cranked nightmares of every rider older than that.
It’s also kind of a specimen—while you can still get light, race-able lugged steel from any number of frame builders, it’s cool to see just how spare this thing is—no fork eyelets, no spoke holders, no frame pump pin. And the little details they kept—dossard holder under the top tube, a drive-side seatstay pin to hold the chain when the rear wheel is out—show just how purpose-built this was.
I could go on about the details on the fork, or the Cinelli-stamped bottom bracket, but bike porn isn’t really my thing. It’s steel, it’s a 54, and it’s even got an English-threaded BB, so bringing this bit of history back to life would be pretty straightforward—even if you might have to cold-set the rear spacing to 130mm. That the auction proceeds benefit its original rider’s eponymous foundation should only sweeten the pot.
Pros—especially in a sprint train—are really, really good at defending space and going where they need to go. If you get in the way, it’s almost certainly going to end badly for you.
The best bet is to just not get in the way.
Pretty sure the@godandfamous glitch kit is sold out but this is still cool.
I feel like there was a music video that leaned heavily on this effect back in the 90s when computers became good enough to do this stuff (and when there were music videos on TV, and when I was watching TV to see them).
Dang. I really liked that one, too. Always stings losing my rural New England KOMs to someone who isn’t @jpows. This classic Northern CT climb might have been the last of them, though.
The CXOff: Jeremy Powers DC CX Camp
JPCXC - D1
Coffee: 2 shots of Grimpeur Bros 9 Dub Espresso
Breakfast: Organic “toaster pastries” - maple/brown sugar
Preparedness Level: Much lower than I thought the night before
Me and the early morning fight like we hate each other, because we do. I’m not exactly sure what kind of preparation I did the night before because it felt as though I did everything in the AM. Despite having to put the rack on the rental (yes rental) before leaving, I made it with plenty of time to get ready at the camp.
One particularly nifty aspect of ‘cross racing is the gains you can make on skills alone. Don’t get me wrong—talent is talent, and having mad watts and huge aerobic capacity is still the surest be to win races, even at Cat 4.
But when the bell lap comes around, there’s no sweeter feeling than picking off 4-5 competitors who’d been hammering on you all day, just by knowing where to pass, where not to brake, and how to protect your position.