For the past several years we have been getting a group of people together to ride on Superbowl Sunday. The ride starts in the morning at one of our homes or more correctly we gather in the morning the riding doesn't typically start until about noon or so. This year we gathered at my house for bloody mary's and a couple of breakfast beers. Once we had a good group gathered up we loaded up for our ride. The typical Superbowl ride bike isn't your typical road bike as the ride takes us down sidewalks over curbs and through ditches most people opt to ride their moutain bikes. However, for style points and style is important in this ride several people this year rode thier cruiser bikes, single speed coaster brake bikes with nice wide balloon tires for a smooth carefree ride. Our journey took us nearly 4 blocks down the road to Steve and Nancy's house where we parked ourselves in their driveway and wouldn't leave until we either convinced them to ride with us or until we drank their fridge dry. We were unsuccesful in recruiting Steve and Nancy into riding with us although we were very close to bringing them down to our level, they had a prior commitment to rode ride with Mark Lane. As a peace offering or just to get us out of thier driveway they graciously gave us a fresh ice cold bottle of Jagermister straight out of the freezer.

Our next stop had begun as a tradition for us last year and I think we just crashed the party this year as I don't know if we were actually invited. A friend of Mike Laborde's has a great "Man Town" in the form of a very nicely finished metal shop behind his house. Man Town consists of a pool table, poker table, large screen TV, beer fridge, recliner and a whole host of other ammenties that any man would envy. We enjoyed this well deserved rest stop after the 4 hard miles that we had put in to make it to this point on our journey.


After departing Man Town we made our way to David and Kristine Plants brand new home in fact they had moved in just the night before so we gave their neighbors a first hand look at what they will be up against in the years to come. Steve, Nancy, Mark and Dwight caught up to us at David's house, I didn't realize that one speed cruisers, mountain bikes and a bike loaded down with a trailer would be faster than an Itailan road bike but I guess when you put that type of team together there is no defeating a team so dedicated to the sport.

We finished our ride at Devon's house where Devon pulled out the skateboards and we all proceeded to injure ourselves in one way or another. The first run, no problem, Devon, Brandon, and I bomb down the hill with agility and grace wowing the spectators glaring out their breakfast nooks and peaking through their blinds. Upon completion of our first run Devon decided that we were accomplished enough to tackle and even larger and longer hill. Little did we know that the hill would end up "tackling" us. Devon rode the hill with the grace of a Eli Manning scrambling out of the pocket compared to Brandon and I's exhibition. Brandon was behind Devon but ahead of me when things started to take a turn for the worse as reported by Brandon. I guess the speed generated by the steeper longer hill influenced the dynamic stability of the board and through no fault of his own the board began to break loose of Brandon leaving him no choice but to take a sack face first hands down onto the asphalt. The most unfortunate part of the wreck according to Brandon was that no one got the chance to see it. If there are any witnesses out there that did see this please come forward with your account of the events. I came around the corner passing an injured Brandon being helped off the field by Devon. I was able to make the first turn and was gaining speed up to the second turn when it became evident that I was not going to scramble my way out of this situation so I found a nice soft place to take a dive, even landing on the turf I did suffer a little bit of turf rash but I was able to shake it off to play again. The ride ended at Devon's with each of us licking our wounds and going our separate ways looking forward to next years ride.