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06-30-06, 12:54 PM
The Bikeforums.net/Yugo/Ovaltine/Coleman/Presented by BikesDirect Cycling Team made itself available for interviews following medical controls prior to Saturday's Prologue Stage (7.1K, for the persnickity among you) of the 2006 Tour de France. BF/Yugo/Ovaltine riders presented themselves to doping control authorities in the Strasbourg city center, but strangely they were all but ignored. No one had his blood drawn or was asked to pee in a cup! Authorities seemed oddly distracted by members of the world press, who only seemed to be asking questions about the riders who WEREN'T present.
In point of fact, the only race authorities who seemed at all interested in the BF/Yugo/Ovaltine riders were the local Strasbourg gendarmes, one of whom was heard to exclaim in heavily accented English, "Eh! We thought we told you lot to clear out yesterday!"
Undeterred as always, the squad displayed characteristic pluck by not waiting around to be approached by members of the press, but rather they accost...er..."sought out" their own interviews.
"Hardman" Vinokurtov was seen speaking with -- or rather chasing after -- OLN's Kirsten G., stating, "Vino no infuse blood. Hah! Vino drink blood of wolf! Make Vino strong! Make Vino fast! No! Wait! Vino mean blood make Vino SLOW...whatever TV lady want!
All-rounder El Diablo Rojo was interviewed by Armenian television. The interviewer was interested in El Diablo's taste in off-the-bike apparel. El Diablo explained,"Well, you see, it began years ago on a training ride. I had THREE flats and had neglected to carry a patch kit or pump. I'd used up my two spare tubes and both CO2 cartridges. I was standing at a crossroads, trying to flag a ride. I fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, 'Save me if you please.' Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by..."
[Ed note: In Southern California, where El Diablo Rojo comes from, they say that if an aspiring roadie waits by the side of a deserted country crossroads in the dark of a moonless night, then Satan himself might come and fix his bike, sealing a pact for the rider's soul and guaranteeing a lifetime of easy money, women, and fame. They say that El Diablo Rojo must have waited by the crossroads and gotten his bicycle fixed.]
In point of fact, the only race authorities who seemed at all interested in the BF/Yugo/Ovaltine riders were the local Strasbourg gendarmes, one of whom was heard to exclaim in heavily accented English, "Eh! We thought we told you lot to clear out yesterday!"
Undeterred as always, the squad displayed characteristic pluck by not waiting around to be approached by members of the press, but rather they accost...er..."sought out" their own interviews.
"Hardman" Vinokurtov was seen speaking with -- or rather chasing after -- OLN's Kirsten G., stating, "Vino no infuse blood. Hah! Vino drink blood of wolf! Make Vino strong! Make Vino fast! No! Wait! Vino mean blood make Vino SLOW...whatever TV lady want!
All-rounder El Diablo Rojo was interviewed by Armenian television. The interviewer was interested in El Diablo's taste in off-the-bike apparel. El Diablo explained,"Well, you see, it began years ago on a training ride. I had THREE flats and had neglected to carry a patch kit or pump. I'd used up my two spare tubes and both CO2 cartridges. I was standing at a crossroads, trying to flag a ride. I fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, 'Save me if you please.' Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by..."
[Ed note: In Southern California, where El Diablo Rojo comes from, they say that if an aspiring roadie waits by the side of a deserted country crossroads in the dark of a moonless night, then Satan himself might come and fix his bike, sealing a pact for the rider's soul and guaranteeing a lifetime of easy money, women, and fame. They say that El Diablo Rojo must have waited by the crossroads and gotten his bicycle fixed.]