When the going gets rough in TA patch,
the speculator may self-medicate.
Then he'll go through alcohol's stages:
Verbose, Grandiose, Bellicose, Morose, Comatose
"All life's, uh, staged." - Lance Legstrong (not to be confused with Chance Headstong, above.)
Now this is a cool story:
sport.telegraph.co.uk
Yesterday, on top of the final Pyrenean climb, Ullrich shook Armstrong's hand as they crossed the line together at Luz-Ardiden in third and fourth places.
It was a sporting gesture between two athletes who have the utmost respect for one another. On Saturday, descending the Col de Peyresourde, Ullrich went too fast into a turn and crashed into a ravine.
Armstrong, who saw Ullrich's untimely exit as he descended behind him, freewheeled until the German rejoined with, remarkably, only a muddied racing jersey as evidence of a spectacular fall.
"When someone falls like that, you don't race away; you wait until he catches up and then restart the bike race," said the American on Saturday evening after ending up the stage winner at Pla d'Adet, near Saint-Lary-Soulan, finally claiming the race lead that was always only a matter of time.
WARNING: Don't try this on Wall Street. <bg>
R. :) |
