football (the one played mostly with feet) WOULD be the best except for just ONE OTHER SPORT:
bicycle racing.
Don't believe me? Well, a wonderful, world famous bike race is going on THIS VERY MONTH!
Wanna talk athleticism? It's got it.
Wanna talk skill? It's got it.
Wanna talk courage? It requires it.
Wanna talk endurance? It owns it.
Wanna talk strategy? If you know, you know ....
Wanna talk some of the rarest, best cyclists in all history? Some of them are racing this very month.
Wanna talk scenery and beautiful, graceful podium ladies? Wanna talk good looking jerseys and outstanding equipment?
Just look and see.
Wanna talk some of THE BEST, most knowledgeable and witty commentators on the planet?
Easy response: Bob. Phil. And they aren't the only ones.
Yeah, football is terrific -- especially in Liverpool -- but France gives us the finest competition in all of sports, and it does it every freakin' year.
I can still remember LeMond flashing by. And the legendary Bernard Hinault. And, several times, Armstrong appearing invincible, almost without regard to terrain. I never got to see Merckx ride by -- and I can barely imagine how wonderful that would have been.
I did get to watch Mark Cavendish -- another of those who seemed close to superhuman and who could remind fans why they'll watch a race stage that takes hours, especially to see if an exciting finish among the best sprinters will get set up at the end.
I have to wonder if, in a prior lifetime, I was Basque or Belgian or French. Places where many people really know how to ride and appreciate the skill and beauty of riding.
I can still remember Reynolds 531 tubing, and shoes linked to the pedals with a metal framework and leather.
And know this: when a cyclist falls down -- he isn't faking it.
But yes, football is great, too. Really great.
Damn, don't forget golf, either.
football (the one played mostly with feet) WOULD be the best except for just ONE OTHER SPORT:
bicycle racing.
Don't believe me? Well, a wonderful, world famous bike race is going on THIS VERY MONTH!
Wanna talk athleticism? It's got it.
Wanna talk skill? It's got it.
Wanna talk courage? It requires it.
Wanna talk endurance? It owns it.
Wanna talk strategy? If you know, you know ....
Wanna talk some of the rarest, best cyclists in all history? Some of them are racing this very month.
Wanna talk scenery and beautiful, graceful podium ladies? Wanna talk good looking jerseys and outstanding equipment?
Just look and see.
Wanna talk some of THE BEST, most knowledgeable and witty commentators on the planet?
Easy response: Bob. Phil. And they aren't the only ones.
Yeah, football is terrific -- especially in Liverpool -- but France gives us the finest competition in all of sports, and it does it every freakin' year.
I can still remember LeMond flashing by. And the legendary Bernard Hinault. And, several times, Armstrong appearing invincible, almost without regard to terrain. I never got to see Merckx ride by -- and I can barely imagine how wonderful that would have been.
I did get to watch Mark Cavendish -- another of those who seemed close to superhuman and who could remind fans why they'll watch a race stage that takes hours, especially to see if an exciting finish among the best sprinters will get set up at the end.
I have to wonder if, in a prior lifetime, I was Basque or Belgian or French. Places where many people really know how to ride and appreciate the skill and beauty of riding.
I can still remember Reynolds 531 tubing, and shoes linked to the pedals with a metal framework and leather.
And know this: when a cyclist falls down -- he isn't faking it.
But yes, football is great, too. Really great.
Damn, don't forget golf, either.