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Team Cyclingnews.com - Down Under - 2004
March 29, 2004: Charmed
Aalst-St.Truiden (1.6)
By Cameron Jennings
Hi all,
Lucky charms or specific pre-race rituals are common place in the cycling and
sporting world. Homer's "Wonder Bat" and Carl's "Enchanted Jock Strap" from
the Simpsons or more famously Steve Waugh's famous red hanky, are examples of
objects that the holder clearly believe bring good fortune in their chosen domain.
In the cycling world, stories abound of riders wanting brand new handlebar tape
before a big race, a favourite pair of socks that sit just in the correct spot,
or simply a mandatory morning coffee. Italians go a step further and never pass
salt at the dinner table to avoid bad luck and habitually touch their testicles
when talking about crashes they have had.
Why is this? Simply because a good race has followed when some new tape has
been rolled on or when those favourite socks have been pulled up. The testicle
thing, I won't even go there. Does it really make a difference or is it all
just a big coincidence? Whatever it is, if the rider/athlete is at ease, then
generally good things follow.
Our team is not exempt to the odd lucky charm or pre-race ritual. Our teams
recurring lucky charm, is our stand-in DS and full-time mechanic, Eddie de Weerdt.
Whenever he hands over the cone spanner and pump and gets behind the driving
wheel we have a good result. Aalst-St.Truiden (UCI 1.6) was no exception. On
the family side of things, there is another good luck ritual that takes place
in teamcyclingnews.com, but more on that later.
It was a great day. A change in the seasons is finally in the air and the motivation
levels of the guys, me included, seem to soar as the skies clear and the temperature
climbs. We fielded a strong team with Hilton, Sven, Matt Rice, myself, new recruit
Josh Fleming, and for his first outing outside the local kermis scene, Robbie
Williams. Team orders over the lumpy terrain were, to be active, but if it was
all together once we hit the finish circuits, then it was our job to keep it
together for Hilton.
Before we rolled out, Sven received his good luck pat on the bum from his mother,
Monique. It was then that I gave myself a chuckle and joked along with the pat
that I have seen many times before. It wasn't long though before Monique had
planted her lucky mit onto my unsuspecting rear as I was readying myself for
the day ahead.
Felt good/lively on this particular day and in fact every other day we have
raced in the Limburg region. Maybe this is my lucky charm. I was very active
after the 50km point, jumping into a few breaks and trying numerous others by
myself, but on a perfect day, with little to no wind, it was a big ask for anything
to stay away. Hilton was also jumping around and surfing the front with Matt
and Sven doing their share of covering as well. Robbie was a little apprehensive,
being his first big race, but he equipped himself well. Josh, however, had a
mechanical and was forced to retire. Although trying in vain, it was all together
at the finishing circuits apart from three guys that managed to get 30 seconds
a few kilometres previous.
The circuits had a bit of everything. A stretch of cobbles and a sharp hill
every lap and a twisty technical finish. It was here that myself and the team
relished in the job at hand. Knowing we had a guy like Hilton in our team, who
on his day can beat the best in a sprint (just ask Robbie), made doing our job
all that easier. Leading him over the cobbles, chasing attacks up the climb
and protecting him from the wind was honestly, a lot of fun. It felt as though
all I needed was a mullet flowing out the back of my helmet and the picture
would have looked all too familiar to a lot of people. We got Hilton into a
good spot with 1km to go and he did not let us down, placing second in the bunch
sprint.
So, do lucky charms work? Homer Simpson went ok with his "Wonder bat" and Steve
Waugh, well, you can't exactly say he failed with that red rag in his pocket.
Who knows, but next time Eddy is DS and Monique is at the race, I won't be steering
away from her right hand.
Till next time,
Cameron Jennings
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