Bracket Busted...

Wisco to the Final Four...

Heckawee's bracket unanimously selects Wisconsin to reach the Final Four.

Enjoy the run!

Leadbelt XC--Chief Podiums!

Molteni modeling the newer Heckawee kit with matching leggings in front of a future bike of Heckawee, his new pearl white Gary Fisher 29er. Molteni is one happy Heckawee.
Chief sprinting to the podium! In his pockets: Twinkies and Kit Kats.

The Professor is seen here finishing his 1st MTB race since levee was built.America! Fuck Yeah! Chief Heckawee: Huh? Where are we?
"Dude, I smoked the whole fucking thing! It was awesome!"
Just another day at the office for blinglespeed.

Results

Roaming Heckawee Nation

Rouge Roubaix 2010

The temps for the 2010 edition started in fifties and finished near 70, a beautiful day for suffering in the middle of nowhere Louisiana/Mississippi. The course turned out to be 3 miles shorter this year making it even 100 miles. The first section of gravel was as loose and sandy as the year before, and it was every bit of an all out 7-mile effort: cross race within a long road race. The long road section before Block House Hill was fairly breezy. This is where the Chump unfortunately flatted out of the main group. He managed to catch back on to the back of another chase group in order to finish the day. Block House Hill was all but the same if you don't count the ten yards of deep sand. El Guapo made a respectable attempt to get through this section but even he had to dismount after falling over on his ass. Good old Tunica Trace had some freshly laid gravel for the hardest climb. El Guapo dropped his group at this section, which included a familiar Big Shark lady that had snubbed his hello earlier in the day. Unfortunately, El Guapo busted his shifter on the trace and would have to finish the race in his little ring from there. Poor kid. Even with the 20 mile spin back to town, he placed well.

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Bikes of Heckawee: Team Smoothie

Behold the Heckawee Team Bike for the 2010 road and crit season. Team mechanic Choak built this steel beauty for the racing style and comforts of Chief Heckawee. Chief is comfortable on this stock 54cm Soma.
The name "Smoothie" is not for his abilities with the ladies but rather his work with fruit.
The white frame is meant to give the impression this testosterone-filled mad-racer is riding clean.
With a mix of Shimano and Sram Rival the Chief is racing with a clear advantage.
The 12-28 cassette enables the Chief to spin nicely up normally painful rollers yet hold a wheel when the racing gets down to it.
Brakes optional.
Chief Heckawee's cockpit. Stiff. No cheater brakes.
Heckawee Slick: Ivas John's cat.

Froze Toes 2010

Which one of these is not like the others?

In a surprising turn of events, the Mystery Machine pointed west early yesterday and brought Chief, Guapo, and Chump to of all places: a road race. But not just any road race: Froze Toes! The stupid, windy, cold, too-far-to-drive, crashfest race where all the area roadies start their season's gamefacing shenanigans of trying to drop you at registration with a quick gay-bar stare. If that doesn't work and you're still on their wheel, they'll try in the public grade school's shitter while squeezing out their nervous bowel syndrome of granola and whole-wheat garlic pasta. Neither worked on Heckawee and Heckawee in fact had a pretty damn good time out there at that horrible race.

Chump raced the P,1,2,3s and held on for dear life in a heavy wind as the group put in a monster effort to chase done the leaders that got away to start lap 2. In the end, he got what he came for and finished in the group.

Chief put in a stellar effort in the Masters which included pulling the group along finished with the group.

Here's a picture of Guapo, tucked in with gameface and all, in the 3-4s. He held on and finished in back of the group.

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In other news from the weekend: Molteni is recovering from a fever & the Prof popped the Lieutenant's cherry on Cedar Lake Trail (details are certainly not needed) & the Coach is still training.