
On Saturday (after spending the entire day putting in a new garage door opener when our old one broke) I went to Duffy's to meet Gravy and Kew and to watch the KC Sprints roller races. Gravy was his usual anonymous self:

This picture is from the FFL blog.
a) had more work to do on my garage opener to finish the installation.
b) was not all that entertained as it was pretty much the same thing every time - 30 seconds of two guys pedaling like mad, followed by 5 minutes of setting up the bikes for the next two guys. It would have been more fun if I had known more of the racers (or if I was inclined to wager).
These guys were brave enough (or stupid enough) to chug a beer right before their race.

No puking while I was there, though.


I was hoping to get outside with the bike this weekend, but just more listening to Coach Troy for me this week.
3 comments:
Hi Gravy! I still see you! :)
I'm a toodler. No sprints for me. I toodled at the Sprints until midnight. Then toodled home.
Bobk, we know you would have liked to have been up on stage. Next time... next time.
I don't go on stage without my trumpet.
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