Beer, Bradley, Bonnets, and Beijing

Ryan Trebon gets the big beer.

Amy Dombroski gets the big beer.

Jamie Driscoll gets the big beer.

Bradley Wiggins does not need the big beer. Wow. I know what’s on Bradley’s wishlist for Christmas…a new liver. I hope Bradley’s rudder is sufficiently strong to combat the demons which plagued his estranged father. And while one shouldn’t glorify the drinking of someone who’s genetically susceptible to boozy self-destruction, his post-madison story from Beijing is rather humorous. It seems that Bradley was rather chuffed at not winning gold, or any medal for that matter, in the madison as well as letting down teammate Mark Cavendish (the only British track cyclist not to win a medal in Beijing) so he started drinking pretty much immediately after rolling off the track. Fast forward a few hours later into the evening and saucy Wiggins does a T.J.Hooker across the hood of a Beijing cab. Unfortunately, said cabbie is hardly impressed with Bradley’s hood-sliding prowess. Thankfully, cool heads prevail and Wiggins doesn’t disappear into the Chinese prison complex.

Adam Craig puts away a beer hand-up of unspecified proportion on the Cross Vegas start line [scroll down the page a bit to find the quote]. And podiums. Sweet. Note Craig’s new criteria for ‘cross racing…”I only race under the lights.”

Mark Cavendish’s posse gets the big beer. It seems that Cavendish’s fans on the Isle of Man brewed a special edition beer for consumption while viewing the Olympic madison event in Beijing. The beauty of beer is that it’s equally adept at drowning one’s sorrows as it is in lubricating raucous celebrations.

Geoff Kabush chugs multiple beers in the Beijing Olympics closing ceremonies. One with a certain Yao Ming.

Comments (3) to “Beer, Bradley, Bonnets, and Beijing”

  1. Bobbke…
    Another steller link, and it makes me want/need to pay more attention to the Euro info, yo.

    BTW, the Joe Parkin book is outstanding.


  2. “It seems that Bradley was rather chuffed at not winning gold”

    I doubt it! I’d guess he was more ‘dischuffed’, it seems unlikely he’d be pleased about it.

  3. IR…
    Leave it to the Brits to create a word what is its own antonym. I must have been in an 1820s British English frame of mind when I wrote this post.

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