Steel is the new black
Lounging around the house in my wool knickers I discovered kindred spirits over at Belgian Knee Warmers with a new post about the virtues of steel frames and how they may be "discovered" by the masses as "the new black." Maybe then there will be one less carbon paper frame in the Cat 4 races. As one commenter posted, "The only thing you do like a Pro is piss." [snap!!]
And if one more ignorant aluminum/carbon paper squiddy jackass makes a comment about my Serotta I'll mention this:
"In the 1980s, when 7-Eleven first entered the Euro peloton, they rode frames made by Serotta. Later, team management signed Huffy as a sponsor, but Serotta continued to supply the frames, which was a lot like putting a Ford decal on a Ferrari. 7-Eleven was riding what was easily one of the best bikes available."
Hidden underneath that layer of filth that is the corporate bicycle marketing machine lies the true wonder of handcrafted artistry. Steel machines that have a soul, made with a framemaker's love, and born to transmit unimagined energy through you to the bike and to the road. I can't wait to get well again so my Serotta and I can go to the lineup and get ready to kick some more carbon paper ass.
2 comments:
Awww, this makes me sad... I know that feeling of "I can't wait to get well so I can..."
It's so hard for me to watch Richard kicking ass on his bike, when some days I get winded just by carrying my bike up to the street. Ugh!
Chinese medicine! Chinese medicine! They may totally eff up their environment and enjoy cultural genocide, but they sure know how to brew up a good herbal extract to cure what western medicine can't begin to understand.
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