Tuesday, February 8, 2011


It's Two-fer Tuesday, Pantani fever all up in this place like the flu.

I don't feel so well.

But let's first start with something a little more distant. Although I hate to invoke one treacherous bout of pain before the other even gets off the ground, the Ohill Meltdown is officially a go. And that mandates a shout.

It's a hometown favorite, UVA approved, and ready for registration, kids. A bit of trivia: at just over 1400 feet of climbing per 6 mile lap, if you did a 100-miler on this course you would have climbed something like 23,000 feet by the time you finished. Awful stuff. Lucky for us, the Meltdown will only throw you around for a couple laps before it bucks you off.

But back to the matter at hand. Pantani ride. Sunday. 10 AM here at the ranch, champs. Print your maps, think about setting up a buddy system, and commence binge dieting (unfortunately, cocaine use as a diet tool not permitted this year.)

anyone with the panache to grow a goat and dye it blond will be admired and then relegated to the back of the grupetto.

full pink kit encouraged but not required.

Radunare! That's Italian for rallyin'.

Up, up, and so forth.

1 comment:

  1. Marco, has it been a year already? I was looking forward to a fun weekend. Then you called. Reading between the lines, the loose interpretation was "Hungry pack of wolves desire fresh meat for Sunday Brunch". As you probably know, I do taste like chicken.
    I would hate to disappoint. I will be there.