gypsies

2011-07-13T14:47:00.000-07:00

I'm pretty bad at the blog thing and to be honest i cant be bothered writing them but i thought that this story was will worth the time so here goes. It was a Tuesday night in the town of Morteau and as per usual we were bored, the gypsies are in town with the rides trying to make a buck but at the same time they keep us up till 2 in the morning pumping there shit beats whilst people go on there marry-go-rounds. Fraser bermingham was looking out the window at some gypsy, spitting and chucking rubbish all over the ground. This guy sore Fraser and gave him a wave. Fraser keep staring at him to show he was the dominant male, some minutes later Fraser was still staring at this gypsy when one of the other guys who i shall not name pulled a monny at him and this is where it starts to go pair shaped.
This group of guys walked over and started shouting at us to come down and fight them, this is when Fraser stopped staring at them and we closed all the windows, they walked round the back of the house and we opened the window and told them we were sorry and it was just a joke (mean while i was hiding under a bed with my lap top) they were trying to spit on us and had a big rock in there hands, soon after the president of the club came up who was down in a meeting and asked what all the commotion was about. He told us they were real pissed off and that they had a knife and they were going to come up and slit our throats. then we also got told that if they see us in the streets the will beat the shit out of us, from this point on we were on edge. we started talking how we were going to fight them off and how were going to get out of the house, we wedged the door closed and all got a knife to go to sleep with, as we hopped into bed we discussed and practiced how we were going to stab the gypsies if they tried to get in, which they didn't ever try as they were to pussy. The following morning someone was yelling out for a few minutes in french, i went down stairs and saw Oran( team manager) had locked himself in the office, he came out and told me that some guy wanted to fight and if he saw us he was going to smash us, they haven't come back since and until they leave we do everything the s.a.s. way.
anyway we have learnt that if you have a little joke with the gypsies they will kill you so i'm keeping a low profile for the next week till they go.

its almost 12 and i'm racing tomorrow but the gypsies are pumping music and cant sleep hence why i'm writing this blog.better try and get some sleep now though.....

cheers
joel

france

2011-04-15T09:40:00.000-07:00

team presentation ronde de la haute saone tour

so far I have been in France for 3 weeks, finally I'm am starting to get everything sorted, finding some good rides and the best deals on French pastries. i have had 4 races since I have been going OK my last race, A tour in the south of France, when we arrived at the start of the 1st stage the team manager handed me my number and straight away i new i was destined for good things as i had number 7 I just didn't know when the good things were going to come. Stage 1 was a 2km tt and some how came in about 10 or so seconds back on 1St place. stage 2 i missed every break until the last 40 km where i got away with 5 guys but were still off the main break by 2 mins by the time the stage had arrived, stage 3 was 130 km and i got in the winning break 80km from the finish, i was starting to doubt my lucky number up until then as it had not been performing. i new i had a really good chance at winning the stage as the other 2 guys were suffering. 2km from the finish coming round the roundabout i slid out loosing the 2 other guys i was with and another passing me that we had i had dropped earlier, i came home 4th and still had over 1 min on the bunch.
we won the team classification and each brining home a power drill lots of jams and some wine 7 is definitely the number for me