Ever want to see what I rolled across the finish line with at El Tour de Tucson? In two words: Chainless Fury.
For a moment when the chain snapped off the 39, I was in the drops trying like hell to get a wheel in front of that fucker Pineapple, I thought I was going to wreck this shit outta myself right there in the finishing straight. In front of 10,000 people. And break my collar bone. And get carted off on a stretcher.
Who knew 39×11 was a bad gear to sprint in?
My weight went forward and I felt as though I was going to eat shit right over the bars.
Man, I am one lucky son of a bitch.
You just want to show off your dura-ace crankset, dude
Reminds me of Zabel unclipping in a sprint 3 or 4 Tours ago-how he stayed up I’ll never know. Maybe the Moser’s trying to tell you that it was happier fixed. Or maybe it’s possessed and the only way to save yourself is to send it far, far away. Like Oregon maybe. You just can’t reason with bad juju.
You wanted to re-enact the nut-job for all the ladies in the crowd. Get yerself some sympathy bag-balm application or some shit.
Free drinks from the boys for the boys, if’n you catch my drift.
39×11???? what were you thinking or drinking now 53×11 now thats a gear
You rode in El Tour after writing a funny commentary on that ride making fun of the large groups announcing “Slowing” “Turning” and adding “Swerving” to their plaintive calls.
I need to do El Tour again next year. I haven’t since ’03.
I is an excuse to visit my Dad as well, but it is a strange (and fun) ride.
At least if you break your chain, you’ve got a good excuse for baggin’ it and walking it in.
You need to bin off the old Dura Ace set up and get some hollowtech’s, you ain’t gonna drop a chain off’a those bad boys