Last night I was allowed to partake in some genuine grassroots Wii generation racing. Racing, insomuch as to be a tolerable unit of measure for these riders to assert their
respective machismo…without really caring. I should clarify, I said allowed to race because I heard word and showed up…no one stopped me. Little did I know that there was an entire set of rules governing the festivities, baggies, t-shirt, no suspension and one gear ratio for each wheel size (32:18 and 32:16).
As I was already wearing baggies, I quietly pulled my bib straps over my jersey and figured that would suffice. Since I (obviously) had only a defunct Maverick sc32 for a fork and my pre-chosen ratio was a pissant 32:20 (for my ailing legs sweetheart) there was no ejection and only quiet snickers were heard.
The results are unimportant. Mostly because I can’t race on a good day…but for my purposes they are more so not important…the point is simple. The scene is still there, still underground and still organized by people who don’t give a rats ass if the scene makes a scene…that is to say the same as it ever was…and that’s brilliant. In fact I will declare for all those looking for a place to happen, shite like this goes on everywhere, I know it does, I felt a disturbance in the force…far far away from the forums, blogs and that outrageous stench of an insurance salesmen. Things are happening without happening at all.
It brings me back…
All that was missing last night was a bottle of Jager, freezing rain, 4 lost riders and a 330am nap on a Tottenham bench…but in fairness, it’s been done.
Rides like that bring me back…to the begining…after the giant mosquito and the asteroids but before carbon fiber leg waxing…
To the poor chap that finished his lap with only one pedal. As a testament to your speederifical superness, it took myself and another rider a full kilometer to determine that you were in fact running and coasting and pedaling with one leg…so with only 500m remaining and in a complete dick move I passed you…no offense but I still have some pride.