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http://skibbysez.blogspot.com/2008/05/tnw-in-trouble.html

I am continually disappointed watching riders/racers tossing spent gel wrappers and water bottles in the ditch.

Race day attitude sucks as well. Could you imagine if some morning you woke up and the road in front of your house was blocked off so there could be a somersault competition? There would be somersault team cars parked all over the place. Funny looking people with arched backs wearing their somersault kit, applying somersault specific creams, and doing somersault warm ups in your alley. Then when you want to leave, one of the somersaulters blasts out of nowhere going the wrong way down the street and gives you the finger along with other four letter pleasantries. When you get home in the evening after the somersault competition you are met with empty skittle wrappers and mountain dew cans (that's what I imagine Cat A (=Cat 1) "rollers" consume during competitions) all over your yard. Those sonofabitches.

The next morning you see some recreational somersaulters taking up half the lane in the rode and blowing through stop signs. Don't those assholes know how much money was spent on somersault paths yet they are rolling down the public street?! Those bastards. I'm going to my next city counsel meeting to make sure there isn't a singe somersault event in my neighborhood ever again.

So what's next? Opus is once again on shaky ground, Dakota Tech has sky rocketing rental fees, and the Fairgrounds crit has always been hit or miss over the last few years. Could this be the beginning of the end for Tuesday night races? If everyone takes responsibility for their actions, and minds their p's and q's (or have your mommy come out and pick up after you) then we might be able to save Opus.

There isn't any good TV on Tuesday nights.

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