Given the strong support* for the brawl that I didn't get into with My Bitch (tm) at PR last night I think it's time to revive my idea for spicing up local racing.
Cyclo-Hockey. That's right. We put up a padded wall and bleachers. Give everyone a hockey stick and full on DownHill gear. And then start racing. The winner is the last guy standing. Maybe no high-sticking but anything else goes.
Or, my other idea was hire Terrible Terry Tate, Office Linebacker, to officiate. Instead of a warning he would just come flying out of the sidelines to tackle any randy and uncouth cyclist in the field. Of course I am sure I'll end up on the tarmac a few times, but it is worth it.
*by strong support we mean Andrew.