Just saw "an early version" of the Radio Shack jersey. Blecch, blecch, gross, Grey and Red and white. And yes, I'm only doing this because I can't figure out how to include the image.  But you'll thank me, really.

UPDATED (by Chris): it's Fashion Week, we have to show the jersey...

In the greater Dallas/Fort Worth area are many day-after Thanksgiving rides, but none of them have quite the appeal of Mike Reade's excursions around the obscure roads of Hood and Somervell counties.

The main draw for some of us is the 9 mile stretch of jeep-track (which somehow is still designated as a county road).  There are a couple of biggish hills, a water-crossing or two and . . . the llama.

Some years it just stares at you.  Other years it decides to chase you.  Most years it decides to chase somebody.

Anyway . . . any other post-thanksgiving traditional rides out there?

Here's the sitch:  My team changed sponsors and changed kit:  from blue and white to white and green.  Thus, the blue helmet I have now, no worky so bueno con the green stuff.

The great idea to get the team together to do a big helmet buy from the sponsoring shop (which is in Fort Worth--156 miles away from mi casa) fell through.  So yesterday I was in the LBS (Biketown) perusing the specialized helmets (cuz I like how the fit my head and noticed:  the high end helmets (decibel and propero) weigh at least 10 grams more than the cheapish air force3, yet cost 4 times more.  I already wear an air force3 for my commuting helmet (alas an equally bad color scheme) and know I like how it fits.

Add to that the "one-and-done" nature of a helmet: one crash and it's trashed  . . . and I'm conflicted:  I want to rock an expensive helmet like the cool kids do . . . but I can't for the life of me come with any other reason to.

Help me spend money here!!!!

Ok . . . reading through the responses to the great Tyler Farrar interview . . . Gav's (or someone's) response about hoping the EBH doesn't become a GT-chaser got me wondering about the strange feature of cycling where the least interesting racing gets the most casual fan attention?

Am I correct?  Save a snooze-fest with fire-works like Milan-San Remo, is there any Monument that isn't more compelling viewing than most any stage of a Grand Tour?  Sure, occasional GT stages will be must re-watch events, and every so-often a classic will be a dud, but in most cases, I'll go for re-watching a classic instead of re-watching a stage of a GT.  And the rest of ya'll?  what say ye?

Between the back-to-school crunch, the realities of late summer doldrums, however many Grand Tours it is now, and keeping up with local political shenanigans, I've sorta flagged in my interest in pro cycling lately.

But . . . there's one story-line that has been sort of rankling in my noggin; since the last stage of Le Tour Day Frank-Rich.  No, wait a second, my internal monologuer tells me that Frank Rich is something altogether different from bike racing, and that however teutonic he might feel on occasion, I meant to type Frank Reich.  Whatevah.

Oh yeah:  last stage of tour:  Tyler Farrar and Garmin get their ev-ill come-uppances at the pedals of Georg hin-cap-a-pied, or something.  Except . . . that there was someone notably absent from il treno di lead-y-out-e-oh de Gar-Meen.   Can you guess who?  Not Julian Dean, although he might as well have been absent.  No this wacked-out camper has gotten by on attitude and gonzo for the last several years desptie freaking out every time crunch-time occurs with a regularity almost Danielsonian:  of course, I mean Zabriskie, who gets my vote as the most over-rated professional cyclist.

What brings about this polemic?  Reading about his less-than-useless escapade yesterday.

But enough of my animosities--who tops your list as the most over-rated cyclist?

I've watched this kid for a couple of years now--and also race against his dad from time to time: it's a good result and not surprising to those of us who watched the motor turn on last season. Congrats:

http://beta.velonews.com/article/96418/craddock-takes-silver-at-world-junior-tt-championship

Ordinarily, I wouldn't do this, but this is for the guy who provided the west vleteren . . .

What are the decent rides around Bellevue?  Advice of any sort could be posted to:

http://www.txbra.org/forum3/index.asp?page=loader&forumID=19

Many cycling fans admire the riders who can repeatedly dish out rapid accelerations on a climb; by the same token 'diesel' riders like Menchov and Leipheimer have come in for a fair bit of  . . . meh.

What follows is a bit of speculation on the power outputs and physiological realities associated with those rapid accelerations.

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Sparing you I will, the photos of the high-5 nightmare interchange of veins in George Hincapie's left calf.  I have it on good authority that Lee-noos left HIgh Road because George wouldn't take him up on the offer of heavily discounted laser surgery . . . (What authority?  The sort of authoritay that must be respected.  Respect.)

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Our generation's Poulidor or a candidate for glory? [edited in light of Dekker's being thrown under the bus on the way to Monaco.]

Why he will win:

The course favors him.  He out-grintas Menchov and can ALMOST hang onto Contador's most lethal mountain attacks.  The only problem for Contador is that there aren't that many mountains suited to his style, so advantage to the Diesels.  The Team Time Trial is short enough--and early enough in the race--that his team won't be a serious liability.  His team, for once, is actually built around him, as opposed to his being the after-thought to Robbie McEwen.  With my pollyana glasses on, I'll even assert that Thomas Dekker's exclusion--and his replacement with Wegelius--improves Evans chances in the overall.  Removing Dekker removes a rider of questionable dedication and sporadic performances in favor of a consummate professional who--while NOT a Chris Horner--is a solid climby domestique.

Another reason Evans will win:  He will be there just waiting to pick up the pieces after the Astana implosion or explosion.

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