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Seth; south bay freddie, yaeger-yanker-obsequi’ondo; self-proclaimed jock-sniffer; maxi-pad consumptionator. [There's something complementary in those last two descriptors.]

Solvang: (as the story goes . . .)
Mr Seth was apparently running scared after Santa Maria {he, Harry and his sainted Yaeger couldn’t shake the peloton} and revealed the cheap side of his cycling character with a wanker* antic; ran a signal to jack an attack up Foxen Canyon.  As a tactic (of wanker* desperation), can you say weak?

The boys reeled him in after the descent over Foxen Cyn and blew by him up the wall; dropped him on the climb after the bridge.  Even Yaeger, to his credit, looked back and beckoned “come-on you wAnKEr!”

Seth and his wing-man Harry were left to munch their maxi-pads.  I’m certain Seth shared generously since he seemed to have an abundant supply on hand.

Entonces Seth. Quien es Animaux aHoRa?

*wanker;  this is not BlahBlahFreddie’s official position on the character of Mr Seth but rather a quality that one might easily surmise from Yaeger’s parting words.

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