Last night, during the Hudson Valley Triathlon Club sprint tri, on a 35-40 mph descent, a bunch of kids were hurling a basketball at the passing cyclists. Under advice of legal counsel, I won’t go into what we did after the race when we heard about that.
come on… tell us ![]()
Come race American Zofingen; I’ll tell you there ![]()
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no swim involved… sorry no comprende ![]()
Yeah, I heard about that. Thank god they made it through ok. I guess they ran out of ammo by the time I went by them…
Can you tell us what you “heard” happened?
HOLY CRAP!!!
Stupidity has reached a new low. I hope you and some buddies went over there and beat them senseless w/ a floor pump. Not that they had much sense to beat out of them to begin with. So hopefully you beat some INTO them then.
That would be hearsay, counselor.
Under advice of legal counsel, I won’t go into what we did after the race when we heard about that.
Did invovle a coupla of pipe-swinging (well, you know), pliers and a blowtorch???
… Or maybe a machine gun with glow-in-the-dark BB’s like in “Lost in Translation???”
I hope you challenged them for a little pick-up game. Street-gang style - everything goes.