They say the numbers don’t lie. They also say the numbers tell the story you want them to. If Lance Armstrong opts for arbitration, experts Continue reading Lies, damned lies, and statistics
Life has gotten a little busy this week and I haven’t been able to fully keep up with the Tour. So imagine my surprise yesterday Continue reading Cavendish Delivers
You voted, and here’s the winner. Let DC inside your garage, shop, or cycling porn dungeon. ORDER HERE. Let us be on you. The poster Continue reading The Drunkcyclist Poster Has Arrived!
USADA is handing out sanctions like breath mints. Three of the six individuals recently charged by the U.S. Anti-Doping Agency in connection with what the Continue reading The hits just keep on coming
Ok, I might be stepping over the line on this topic but I gotta say something. I keep seeing this game popping up amongst the Continue reading You’re only as good as your last drink…
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I had lost a small amount of sleep to the formation of a strategy. I needed to tell my dad how I don’t want to Continue reading It’s (more) about the bike.
I was in Bozeman, Montana from Tuesday to Sunday of last week for a wedding. While my girlfriend was taking care of maid of honor Continue reading Back in the saddle in Montana
The first week of the France group ride is over. As expected, there were lots of crashes, broken bones, shredded flesh and tarnished souls. No Continue reading Grim Garmin, Sexy Sky
A while back, the vagrants at Nashville Bicycle Lounge sent me the preliminary design of their new jersey to see what I thought. The man in charge asked Continue reading Nashville Bicycle Lounge and DC
Dirty and I felt meme’y after today’s stage win by the Tourminator… Kris Boeckmanns breaks his chain, Sagan rings his bell. Greipel blows a gasket, and the Continue reading B is for Baller (and Bells)