Archive for 5 April, 2007

Call to arms my fellow brethren.

April 5, 2007 5:02 am

Alright my fellow cycling enthusiasts… listen up… this is crucial.

The US Open Cycling Championships is scheduled to be televised on NBC this coming Saturday the 7th… for a WHOPPING TWO AND A HALF HOURS.

Yes, that’s NBC. The Big Kahuna himself. Like the channel that used to show “Will and Grace” and “Friends”, and now shows “Law and Order” and “The Apprentice”… and “Days of our Lives” for all the soap heads out there.

What makes this especially cool is the fact that this is a domestic US race and not the Tour de France or some European Classic… or some dumb Discovery Channel “Race to Replace” program.

Nope. This is a first year event that starts in historic Williamsburg, Virgina… and races to Richmond, Virginia, where a finishing circuit awaits… complete with cobbles.

Now folks, it’s sounds to me like it has potential. But in order for it to get the proper ratings it needs to survive and live to see another year… YOU, yeah YOU, need to watch it.

We can piss and moan all we want about the lack of cycling coverage in America… but when we get the opportunity to actually see a race, on domestic soil, broadcasted on NATIONAL NETWORK TELEVISION in the middle of the day… well folks, we better watch it. That Lance fellow is long since retired, and we must start doing things to help ourselves out. This sports just not going to get bigger on it’s own, you know.

To make it even easier, and provide you with one less excuse as to why you didn’t watch the race, I have listed below the broadcasting times based upon your time zone. If you don’t know your time zone… first slap yourself, then click here.

11:30am to 2:00pm - Pacific (That means all you Arizonans out there…)
12:30pm to 3:00pm - Mountain
1:30pm to 4:00pm - Central
2:30pm to 5:00pm - Eastern

(Please also check your local listings for the airtime… just in case in trying to help out, I was actually a doofus and mis-published the airtimes… stranger things have happened. I cannot be held liable for being a doofus.)

Now flock by the bundles to your nearest couch, sofa, recliner, or love seat, and plant your hinney firmly in that seat, remote in one hand, cold beverage in the other, and prepare yourself and that seat for the finest ass groove its ever seen.

Thank you.