Comments on: I Am Still Working On My Entry in the “Win the Eddy Merckx Experience” Contest

By: Clear but not credible « Leadership Without Excuses

Clear but not credible « Leadership Without Excuses — Mon, 22 Mar 2010 03:16:12 +0000

[...] Undaunted, the Fat Cyclist gave it his best shot. [...]

By: Pip

Pip — Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:50:05 +0000

Channel James Joyce and use stream of consciousness…at east that would take away the grammar issues. What about:
Eddy was a fast bad ass. Make me one too

By: Julie

Julie — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 19:02:32 +0000

“Two goals. First, I want to win a race. The sight of the bike will intimidate the competition. That’ll help. So will its outstanding performance. Second, I want to look sassy on a bike. With this bike, plus my color-coordinated gear, I will.”

By: specq

specq — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 15:08:33 +0000

It’s a logical extension of Eddy’s famous advice:

Don’t buy upgrades, ride (free) upgrades (up grades).

Better plan = better results.

By: Nina in Ohio

Nina in Ohio — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 13:59:39 +0000

You could write something like this with your much more humorous twist to it… Good Luck!

I want my own Eddy Merckx Experience. I need a bike that’ll cannibalize the rest so I’m in the lead – and only “The Cannibal’s” bike will do. The aeronautical design of this one-piece carbon frame is guaranteed to put this Fat Cycling Eddy-wannabe at the front of the pack.

By: Aaron

Aaron — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 04:06:34 +0000

Your 3D gif has a whole “Southpark” feel to it.

By: system7

system7 — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 04:02:46 +0000

Ever had blue cheese on a hamburger. For god’s sake, don’t make that mistake. The word repulsive comes to mind and the taste of said burger comes just about up to my esophagus, thinking about it.

That being said, you might want to explore the cross-border biases and prejudices that are rampant throughout Western Europe (cause it’s not like we have any of that junk in the good ol’ US of A, right?), in your bid for that Merkxx bike.

See, the Belgians feud a lot, verbally, anyway, with with their Benelux (which means, literally, “toss three nebulous county-sized countries in a Cuisinart, press puree”) neighbors, but at the end of the day, they clearly hate each other less than they each hate their neighbors to the south, in that state-sized country called France.

Anyway, where was I?

Right.

So the appeal for this bike should be:

“When you award me this most magnificent bicycle I will be able to conquer, in the name of Belgium, the Tour de France. Sitting astride its saddle, the malliot juane will be kept safe from the USA and France, and, to show my worthiness, I commit to pack up my family and move us to the Belgium, where my wife and I will immerse myself in Belgian culture by living on the dole.”

By: danielle

danielle — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 03:21:44 +0000

damn. I thought the haiku idea was mine and mine alone.

By: danielle

danielle — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 03:19:59 +0000

Perhaps you should enter your essay in haiku form. Less than 50 words and very um… deep?

By: Triflefat

Triflefat — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 01:44:27 +0000

Fatty,

You were right to abandon the picture.

While it is very spiffy now you’ve added that vital 3rd dimension, you overlook the fact that Eddie was there when it was taken.

With your shallow attempt to trade your recent Chipotle schwag with him, the picture has you offering him something back in September that you didn’t get till February.

Anyone who can do that has a time machine and has no need for a bicycle, of whatever description.