The Art of Winning

Cycling is serious, always has been, always will be. Diets, training plans, body shaving, matching costumes…it all helps you win at the racing thing supposedly. But once in a while, we’re blessed with an anomoly. A champion who’s only concern is not giving a shit for the status quo, a legend who writes their own story, plays by their own rules, all the while making a mockery of the sea of posers.

This time, the legend happens to be a Czech metal band called Malignant Tumor. Their specialty? Winning, full stop. Doesn’t matter what they’re playing; road racing, gymnastics, running, ski jumping, synchronized swimming, you name it. Watch and learn brochachas.

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I don’t have a beer gut, I’ve developed a liquid grain storage facility.

10 thoughts on “The Art of Winning

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  2. Cycling is NOT “serious”. Dutch grannies do it. Clowns do it. Fucking BEARS do it, for God’s sake!

    Cycling is sitting on a bike and turning a crank with your legs. Fuck, I had that figured out when I was six years old. Never even used training wheels.

    And it’s supposed to be fun. If you’re not having fun when you ride your bike, maybe you should look into bowling. I hear it involves beer.

  3. I had the good fortune to live in Praha for awhile. Goddamn, the Czech Republic is awesome. Good beer that is inexpensive, every bar serves boiled potatoes, they ride bikes, play ice hockey, soccer, and also have Beckerovka and slivovice. Oh, and sexy women.

    I’d move there without hesitation.

    They honestly haven’t heard about price jacking. A 1 liter beer at Sparta Praha hockey games was like $3 USD. Fucking bonkers.