Bring back Greg T fan club!

DonDaddyD
DonDaddyD Posts: 12,689
edited February 2009 in Commuting chat
The Man was a genius of such proportions he made the term “big ring” sound sexual.

The delivery of posts such as:
GregT wrote:
pubic bone

Gnurk gnurk gnurk

Would have many laughing for hours.

He was the first SCR player of the year and in my humble opinion the undisputed leader of the Embankment Peloton, not for his speed but his passion and love of the place.

His rivalry with Greg66 is arguably the single most influential reason why ’66 still finds the motivation to ride a bike at the tender age of 102.

He was the stuff of myth and of legends. When society crumbles and the remnants claw back a droplet of humanity they will worship him. He was many things but most importantly he was Man, who loved bikes, who became a Father, who brightened our day and often inspired us all.

Where is GregT?
Food Chain number = 4

A true scalp is not only overtaking someone but leaving them stopped at a set of lights. As you, who have clearly beaten the lights, pummels nothing but the open air ahead. ~ 'DondaddyD'. Player of the Unspoken Game

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  • Feltup
    Feltup Posts: 1,340
    DonDaddyD wrote:

    Where is GregT?

    I heard a rumour he was hanging his KOM jersey up in his wardrobe after its annual airing when he stumbled forwards and fell in to a strange and mythical world maybe even a parallel universe.

    The rumour continued that dressed only in a pair of bibtights and an extra pair of socks to keep his front warm :wink: , he was accosted by a race of women roadies of amazonian proportiions who forced him in to the role of domestique for the whole tribe.

    Anyone heard anything else to substantiate this rumour?
    Short hairy legged roadie FCN 4 or 5 in my baggies.

    Felt F55 - 2007
    Specialized Singlecross - 2008
    Marin Rift Zone - 1998
    Peugeot Tourmalet - 1983 - taken more hits than Mohammed Ali
  • don_don
    don_don Posts: 1,007
    I learned not long ago that I am apparently the product of his brief dalliance with a certain goat-herd called Heidi.

    This has had a profound effect on my life and seems to account for my hitherto unexplained empathy for certain twin-horned ruminants.

    I miss him too :cry: