CBrown, Super Pooper, Pooperman- whatever you want to call him- he's on a hot streak. He's poopin' good. He's poopin' better than good. He's poopin' great....again. In fact, he must've shat himself twice last Saturday night. Two crits, two starts, two wins. The guy has won the last four races he's started. I think that's more than I've won in my entire life of bike racing. Please note that I say life, not career. Careers are for professionals.CBrown lined up solo in the masters field at the Cleveland Crit for a little warm up. Won it. The he lined up with his new Pacesetter teammate TAdams for the Pro1/2 race. Won it. TAdams brought home 2nd after a two year hiatus from road racing. Pacesetter wins the masters and goes 1-2 in the Pro1/2...that's a first. And likely a last.
Sunday at Grant Park started much the same. Big Poppa and I lined up for the masters race to warm up for the Pro1/2 race. Won it. Big Poppa took the W, and the 300 bones that went along with it. The Amateur got a healthy little split for 45 minutes worth of riding around.
The follow-up was a little different. We made a mess of the Pro1/2 race, pretty much riding around in circles like the bunch of amateurs we are, while the pros did some racing. They pretty much rode circles around us. Actually, they quite literally rode circles around us. Three guys lapped. They're for real pros though. Hell, they can even retire from the sport someday. Me, I'll just quit. Amateurs quit. Retiring is for professionals.
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I quit Sunday. Possibly forever.
I've heard that before. You can't quit...you're an alcoholic.
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