The world superbikes were on TV yesterday. From Silverstone, that famous English ex-airfield, now racing circuit. The weather was wet; raining and a bit windy too. The first race went well, with a few crashes due to the slipperyness of the track from the rain. Troy Bayliss, the reigning world champion took race one, comfortably it has to be said.
And James Toseland, the current series point leader, after losing control with a soft highside, remounted and took eighth. Because whilst the rain makes the occasion of get offs more frequent, they are normally less damaging to the body because they typically happen at slower speeds and the friction with the surface is less.
But as per usual when it's wet, bloody Troy Corser chirps in with his whining about how unsafe it is to race in the wet. What a weenei! He does it all the time. Basically cause he's scared to take any risks. Fine! I say. Don't race - nobody's holding a gun to your head.
However it doesn't end there. No, the weener makes sure that if he doesn't want to race then nobody does. He tours the pits getting as many on side as he can before going to the race director and whining his head off. "Boo-hoo, it's too wet! Boo-hoo it's too dangerous! Boo-hoo, where's my mummy!"
Sod off little man. You're spoiling it for every one else. The privateers want to race in any weather (because the rain is the 'great equalizer' where the power of the factory bikes can't be utilized to the full and rider ability matters more). Even the lesser teams.
But no, just because some pussy is scared of the wet, he spoils it for every one - including the spectators. I was looking forward to the 2nd race, too. Wet races are ace. Coming from Ireland I've some experience in this so I have the authority to comment.
Away home and play with your dollies, wee boy!!
Monday, May 28, 2007
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Nascar's for pussies, Missy; superbike racin - bike racin full stop actually is for men. That's why women can't do it. It's a testicle thing.
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