Friday, 12 November 2010

Bike Porn Friday - Betrayal Special!

A late entry tonight, almost as late as Matt and I's realisation, when sitting in the O2 watching the world premiere of the film 'Chasing Legends' that we (he) ought to have invited Doug.

We consoled ourselves with the thoughts that he doesn't really like compere for the evening Phil Liggett (um), nor has he ever expressed admiration for VIP guest Mark Cavendish (er), and his love of
amusing German cyclists is not documented (whoops).

The film itself is brilliant, following Team HTC-Columbia in the 2009 tdf, where Cav won 800million stages, the dastardly Team Garmin robbed Big George of a yellow jersey, and Jens Voigt
fell on his face (don't click if squeamish). There are loads of interviews with Tour legends past and present, some amazing footage, and a bombastic soundtrack. It also features the comic stylings of directeurs sportif Rolf Aldag and Brian Holm, who were interviewed on stage afterwards, mortified that instead of coming across as genius cycling master tacticians they, in their words, were more like "Stanley and Oliver".

The q&a afterward was very amusing, hosted by (a later we learned lubricated) Liggett, and we departed in high spirits to confess our sins to Dr Doug.

There was much wailing, gnashing of teeth, accusations of douchebaggery, and plaintive flotsnoos. Doug claimed that the whole thing left him "in a fetal ball sucking my thumb and crying", so reassured that it hadn't affected him at all, Dr Matt and I hopped on a Thames Clipper confident that the TroisV would not become two.

For Phil and Mark the celebrations seemed to have gone on long into the night, as surely only the Manx Missile would have the audacity to spray this on the front of the National Gallery for me to discover the next morning.

(Each morning I wake from slumber shouting I'm the fastest thing alive)

Unless it was Thor.


Flotsnoo!
DeuxV!


1 comment:

  1. I am still owed one Belgian beer from each of you.

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