All the best, David. See you at the Calgary National
I am indeed stepping up to help James because that is what David Pingree does; he helps people. David Pingree also speaks in the third person like any self-centered, egomaniacal, self-important quasi-celeb/baseball player does. And he will donate whatever he has, including his stank underwear, at the end of the race day if it will help James in his recovery. So Greg, if you want to stop by the Morgan Yamaha race truck, David Pingree would love to shake your hand and say hello. He likes to keep it real that way. Pingree out.
P.S. Where, exactly, is Pingalingville?
Kris Vancers. Chandler AZ
I may have misspoken when I said I was out of shape. Round is definitely a shape, and for that lapse in judgment, I apologize. I did get a little carried away and take Nate and a few of our buddies on a ride that may or may not have been the exact distance of one leg of the Tour de France. It was hot and a little windy and when I got back to my house I fell face-first onto my living room floor and didn’t move for about 14 hours. Sometimes I make the mistake of thinking that I’m still a “professional athlete,” and when I try to do the things I used to as a racer, well, I wind up face-down in my Berber carpet. Don’t worry, Kris, I still have love handles and just a hint of jiggly little man-boobs. Man, David Pingree needs to do something about that. And you, pal, are totally out of line with that Shae Bentley comment—what are you trying to do, put me back in rehab?
John. Ukkusiksalik National Park, Nunavut
What? They speak French in Calgary? Are you sure? I grew up in the bordering state of Montana, and I don’t recall anyone from there speaking with an Inspector Clouseau accent. I notice you are from some place called Nunavut. Where the hell is that? I mean, I can’t even say the name of that national park without laughing. It sounds like … well, never mind. Anyhoo, I’ll bring a beanie in case it gets chilly and a few granola bars to stave off any hunger pangs. But I’ll leave that poutine crap for you Frenchies. See you there.